<?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-9213380937620211188</id><updated>2012-02-29T19:50:54.205-05:00</updated><category term='baby in a manger'/><category term='Your Heart Chris Tomlin'/><category term='1 Peter 2:9'/><category term='I Thank God'/><category term='All is Well'/><category term='Jason Gray'/><category term='Chris Tomlin'/><category term='prophecy advent Isaiah 9:2'/><category term='Jason Lanier'/><category term='Walk on the Water'/><category term='victory in Jesus'/><category term='God&apos;s unfailing love'/><category term='Mary and Martha'/><category term='obedience to God&apos;s call'/><category term='Hope in His Word'/><category term='Thanksgiving song'/><category term='free book'/><category term='worship'/><category term='Proverbs 31'/><category term='Monday meditations'/><category term='light in darkness'/><category term='delight in the LORD'/><category term='dancing unashamed'/><category term='Christmas not happy'/><category term='Wait on the Lord'/><category term='hymn'/><category term='Hemby Bridge Christmas Festival'/><category term='God&apos;s special possession'/><category term='Speak O Lord'/><category term='I Am New'/><category term='Hillsong My Hope'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='2Timothy 1:12'/><category term='Advent'/><category term='celebrating Christmas'/><category term='just right'/><category term='Travis Cottrell'/><category term='frappachino'/><category term='Lord I Need You'/><category term='more'/><category term='The Prayer'/><category term='Krispy Kreme'/><category term='Praise'/><category term='Psalm 23'/><category term='faith'/><category term='Always On His Mind'/><category term='Britt Nicole'/><category term='Where&apos;s the line to see Jesus?'/><category term='The Help'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='Edie Melson'/><category term='NCompass Writer&apos;s Retreat'/><category term='God&apos;s gifts'/><category term='The Gettys'/><category term='strength'/><category term='You Will Be Our God'/><category term='prayer for Mamas'/><category term='Voice of Truth'/><category term='faith faithfulness'/><category term='mountains'/><category term='Psalm 1'/><category term='Psalm 46:10'/><category term='videography'/><category term='Jesus&apos; return'/><category term='influence'/><category term='Guard your heart'/><category term='Wednesday Worship'/><category term='Eve'/><category term='weak'/><category term='beach'/><category term='Point of Grace'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='shine your light'/><category term='Luke 1'/><category term='Natalie Grant&apos;s Your Great Name'/><category term='overflow'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='The Write Conversation'/><category term='Psalm 130:5'/><category term='hope'/><category term='I Will Rise'/><category term='O Holy Night'/><category term='ginny owens'/><category term='sweet words'/><category term='Psalm 25:4-5'/><category term='strong'/><category term='MOPS'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Preparations'/><category term='Carrie Underwood'/><category term='Clean Heart'/><category term='We Are'/><category term='heart reflection'/><category term='Kari Jobe'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='chosen'/><category term='easy fall recipe'/><category term='focus'/><category term='God first'/><category term='voice in our head'/><category term='Come Into His Presence'/><category term='Highly Favored'/><category term='holding back'/><category term='Becky Justice'/><category term='A Heart Like His'/><category term='Psalm 107'/><category term='What Are You Waiting For?'/><category term='Vonda Skelton interview'/><category term='Proverbs 27:19'/><category term='lifting my hands'/><category term='Healthy Heart'/><category term='meditate'/><category term='be thou my vision'/><category term='self-control'/><category term='dignity'/><category term='chocolate cinnamon pita chips'/><category term='Lee Park'/><category term='Monday Meditation on Tuesday'/><category term='Proverbs 4:23'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Psalm 100'/><category term='Unto us a child is born'/><title type='text'>A Matter of Grace</title><subtitle type='html'>"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him."  &lt;br&gt;1 Corinthians 2:9</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1665764579754761021</id><published>2012-02-29T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T19:47:29.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Tomlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Will Rise'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~I Will Rise</title><content type='html'>Since last Thursday evening, I've had the privilege of spending much time at the bedside of my precious Grandmother as she makes her way to eternity. The memories we share are such treasures. It is difficult to let go of those we love, but the burden is lessened when we know what joy awaits them if they belong to Jesus. My Grandmother loves the Lord and His Word. Before her mind was compromised to the effects of dementia, she was truly a student of the Word and took her 40 years of teaching Sunday School very seriously. Soon she will be in the arms of Jesus and hearing the words, "Well done, good and faithful servant." And a grand reunion awaits her...my Granddaddy, her son, her brothers and sisters, and other great friends and family. Blessed assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took a little time to come to my parents house and change clothes, God showered some love on me&amp;nbsp;as this song played on the local Christian radio station. What encouragement to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/fa8w7mGug0c/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fa8w7mGug0c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fa8w7mGug0c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The victory is won. It is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-1665764579754761021?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1665764579754761021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1665764579754761021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1665764579754761021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1665764579754761021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-worshipi-will-rise.html' title='Wednesday Worship~I Will Rise'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-6329387143841053037</id><published>2012-02-28T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T13:30:31.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Meditation on Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 23'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation on a Tuesday~Psalm 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14237"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD is my shepherd, I lack nothing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14238"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; He makes me lie down in green pastures, &lt;br /&gt;he leads me beside quiet waters, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14239"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; he refreshes my soul. &lt;br /&gt;He guides me along the right paths &lt;br /&gt;   for his name’s sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14240"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Even though I walk &lt;br /&gt;   through the darkest valley,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil, &lt;br /&gt;   for you are with me; &lt;br /&gt;your rod and your staff, &lt;br /&gt;   they comfort me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14241"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You prepare a table before me &lt;br /&gt;   in the presence of my enemies. &lt;br /&gt;You anoint my head with oil; &lt;br /&gt;   my cup overflows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14242"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Surely your goodness and love will follow me &lt;br /&gt;   all the days of my life, &lt;br /&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the LORD &lt;br /&gt;   forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-6329387143841053037?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/6329387143841053037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=6329387143841053037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6329387143841053037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6329387143841053037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-meditation-on-tuesdaypsalm-23.html' title='Monday Meditation on a Tuesday~Psalm 23'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5840585318619369283</id><published>2012-02-22T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T05:00:04.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Heart Chris Tomlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifting my hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing unashamed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Heart Like His'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~Your Heart</title><content type='html'>How appropriate during this Heart Month to share this Chris Tomlin song which portrays the heart of David, whom God called "A man after His own heart." Probably not many&amp;nbsp;of us have been called to fight a giant,&amp;nbsp;strum songs for royalty, or be annointed as king, but consider your story in the midst of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/3aWEhNqnjuY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aWEhNqnjuY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aWEhNqnjuY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I want to hear Jesus and people&amp;nbsp;say that my heart looks like His heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing and lifting my hands in praise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-5840585318619369283?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5840585318619369283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5840585318619369283' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5840585318619369283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5840585318619369283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-worshipyour-heart.html' title='Wednesday Worship~Your Heart'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1248332317810268223</id><published>2012-02-20T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T05:00:04.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs 27:19'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation~Reflection of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"As water reflects the face, so one's life reflects the heart." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Proverbs 27:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying our lives reflect His heart today. Let's walk close by His side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-1248332317810268223?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1248332317810268223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1248332317810268223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1248332317810268223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1248332317810268223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-meditationreflection-of-heart.html' title='Monday Meditation~Reflection of the Heart'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1531878147201789479</id><published>2012-02-17T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T14:14:30.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guard your heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clean Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs 4:23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Heart'/><title type='text'>A Look at the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." Proverbs 4:23&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay on my side barely able to see the screen from which a total stranger examined the inner&amp;nbsp;chambers of my heart. Occasionally he would turn on the volume and I could hear the thumpety thumping or the whooshing of blood being transported from the center of my being to the extremities that could not function apart from its workings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered how it could be that he didn't declare the majesty of the One who created it. And I'm ashamed that I didn't shout it out myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all&amp;nbsp;struck me as odd. A man looking into my heart, rambling on about pursuing his MBA, his band, whether or not he was ready to start a family (all intended to make me feel at ease, I'm sure). All in a day's work for him. He found&amp;nbsp;my heart&amp;nbsp;to be working fine. And I was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the&amp;nbsp;memories of that day&amp;nbsp;continue to&amp;nbsp;permeate my thoughts. Seeing the image of my &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; on a computer screen with technicians looking on.&amp;nbsp;And even more than that, the vision of Creator God, who needs no cold gel or roller wand or state of the art technology&amp;nbsp;to view what truly lies at&amp;nbsp;the essence of my very&amp;nbsp;being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He peers inside...without an appointment...at any moment in time...observing all that pulses within. He is the "LORD Almighty, [who] examine[s] the righteous and probe[s] the heart and mind." (Jeremiah 20:12) He knows every thought, emotion, and desire residing there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees the heart as it is...pure or filthy...blameless or evil...arrogant or insecure...gentle or callous...grieved or joyful...undivided or deluded...faltering or steady...yielding or stubborn...committed or rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He loves us unfailingly...enough to send His Son to die on our behalf...expressing grace and lavishing mercy that knows no bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have a choice. The sacrifice He made is not one that He takes lightly...nor should we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 Chronicles 16:9, we read, "For the eyes of the LORD range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to Him." Yet, He says,&amp;nbsp;"The perverse of heart shall be far from Me. I will have nothing to do with what is evil." (Psalm 101:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in&amp;nbsp;these days of "feel good" theology, we are losing&amp;nbsp;proper fear and reverence of our God, who will not be mocked. He will not stand for flippant honoring with our lips when our hearts are far from Him. (Isaiah 29:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be far from Him. I want to be prepared to enter His gates with thanksgiving in my heart...a pure heart. I want His love to fill my being and radiate from within. I want Him to cleanse me from all unrighteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cry out to Him and say, "Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your unfailing love; according to Your great compassion blot out my transgressions. Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin....Surely you desire truth in the inner parts; You teach me wisdom in the inmost place....Wash me and I will be whiter than snow....Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Do not cast me from Your presence or take Your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.' (Psalm 51)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray, "May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in Your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer." (Psalm 19:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we come to You with our heart conditions...yielding them to You. Give us hearts to know You, to return to You. (Jer. 24:7) Help us to seek You with all our hearts, knowing that we will find You there. (Jer. 29:13) And please keep Your Word in our minds and write it on our hearts that we will choose to follow You. (Jer. 31:30) Guard our hearts and make the overflow pleasing in Your sight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-1531878147201789479?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1531878147201789479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1531878147201789479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1531878147201789479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1531878147201789479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/look-at-heart.html' title='A Look at the Heart'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7588328319499992496</id><published>2012-02-15T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T05:00:03.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shine your light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kari Jobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~We Are</title><content type='html'>Wake up sleepers, lift your heads! We were made for more than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little something to get your feet tapping, your heart pumping, and your light shining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta...we gotta...we gotta let our lights shine. Shine into the darkness today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/B07iK9uh9qY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B07iK9uh9qY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B07iK9uh9qY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-7588328319499992496?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7588328319499992496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7588328319499992496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7588328319499992496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7588328319499992496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-worshipwe-are.html' title='Wednesday Worship~We Are'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-6724330135058824673</id><published>2012-02-08T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T05:00:02.912-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Tomlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord I Need You'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~Lord I Need You</title><content type='html'>Every hour we need Him...our hope and stay...our one defense...our righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/_rR_Rdb1CTE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_rR_Rdb1CTE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_rR_Rdb1CTE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-6724330135058824673?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/6724330135058824673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=6724330135058824673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6724330135058824673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6724330135058824673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-worshiplord-i-need-you.html' title='Wednesday Worship~Lord I Need You'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2364261707919116472</id><published>2012-02-07T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T21:18:44.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>A Tale of a Tuesday at Starbucks</title><content type='html'>I lead a sheltered life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first time ever to pack up my computer and head to Starbucks for focused writing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It left me giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I felt a little tentative as I approached the door. Silly, I know. But then a burst of exhilaration hit me in the face as that delicious aroma filled my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scoped out the place, locating the perfect spot. Comfy sofa bench. Check. Table to hold my computer, Bible, and other essentials. Check. Outlet, just in case. Check. Display filled with yummy treats out of sight. Check. View of sojourners...inspiring to see others busily tap-tap-tapping. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, yes, the tall, nonfat Mocha, no whip...and ice water (to wash the calories away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17GUV6V8tS8/TzHXs2cL86I/AAAAAAAAAec/sf3f12jhr5Q/s1600/2012-02-07_16.54.32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17GUV6V8tS8/TzHXs2cL86I/AAAAAAAAAec/sf3f12jhr5Q/s320/2012-02-07_16.54.32.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my secret giggly-ness, I whispered a prayer for&amp;nbsp;God's presence and help. And I felt it. I received it. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over an hour later my alarm sounded alerting me to return to Mommy mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed up my belongings and&amp;nbsp;breathed a sigh.&amp;nbsp;One of contentment.&amp;nbsp;I inhaled&amp;nbsp;that delectable&amp;nbsp;fragrance once more as I walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-2364261707919116472?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2364261707919116472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2364261707919116472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2364261707919116472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2364261707919116472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/tale-of-tuesday-at-starbucks.html' title='A Tale of a Tuesday at Starbucks'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17GUV6V8tS8/TzHXs2cL86I/AAAAAAAAAec/sf3f12jhr5Q/s72-c/2012-02-07_16.54.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4823150342317703706</id><published>2012-02-06T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:00:04.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope in His Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wait on the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 130:5'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation~Just Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in His Word I put myhope."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 130:5 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lines, lines, lines...waiting, waiting, waiting.&amp;nbsp; There are lines atWalMart, the grocery store, in traffic, at restaurants, at the DMV, at stoplights,&amp;nbsp;andeven at Disneyland..."the happiest place on earth"...and DisneyWorld...the place "where dreams come true."&amp;nbsp; How is yourattitude when you have to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life holds lots of waiting...and not just in lines.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes you haveto wait for direction, wait for test results, wait for healing, wait for a jobopening,&amp;nbsp;wait for someone to come to know the Lord. &amp;nbsp;How do youhandle waiting?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure.&amp;nbsp; If we are waiting on the LORD, it willdefinitely be worth it.&amp;nbsp; We are promised in Isaiah 64:4 that &lt;em&gt;"Sinceancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any Godbesides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for Him."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Ourhope is in Christ alone.&amp;nbsp; He is the only source of true happiness.&amp;nbsp;He is the One who can really&amp;nbsp;make our dreams come true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, help us to wait on You...with good attitudes.&amp;nbsp; We loveYou.&amp;nbsp; We trust You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-4823150342317703706?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/4823150342317703706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=4823150342317703706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4823150342317703706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4823150342317703706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-meditationjust-wait.html' title='Monday Meditation~Just Wait'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3712642366243918332</id><published>2012-02-03T10:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T10:40:24.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Than Anything I Could Say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/7zWKm-LZWm4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zWKm-LZWm4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zWKm-LZWm4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Listen and watch as Louie Giglio shares and amazing message from Psalm 148! It left me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-3712642366243918332?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3712642366243918332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3712642366243918332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3712642366243918332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3712642366243918332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/better-than-anything-i-could-say.html' title='Better Than Anything I Could Say!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1441977928989673859</id><published>2012-02-01T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T05:00:01.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am New'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chosen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Gray'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~Chosen, Loved, New!</title><content type='html'>This is Jason Gray's song I Am New! It is the perfect followup for Monday's Meditation. Listen and let the words fill your soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/-w6YG2NZguc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-w6YG2NZguc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-w6YG2NZguc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-1441977928989673859?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1441977928989673859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1441977928989673859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1441977928989673859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1441977928989673859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-worshipchosen-loved-new.html' title='Wednesday Worship~Chosen, Loved, New!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8745261605167666927</id><published>2012-01-30T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T05:00:01.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chosen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s special possession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Peter 2:9'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation~Chosen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's special possession, that you may declare the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His wonderful light." 1 Peter 2:9 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chosen. God's special possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, let's declare His praises!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, the almighty creator of the universe has chosen us and called us by name. Oh how He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying that you accept His great love and that it pours over you today. May your day be blessed beyond measure as you soak in the reality of how special you are to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-8745261605167666927?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8745261605167666927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8745261605167666927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8745261605167666927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8745261605167666927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-meditationchosen.html' title='Monday Meditation~Chosen'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-430105823650405435</id><published>2012-01-25T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T05:00:05.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillsong My Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/h4zghTKEOX8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4zghTKEOX8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4zghTKEOX8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our hope. And He is faithful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying you will trust in Him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-430105823650405435?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/430105823650405435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=430105823650405435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/430105823650405435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/430105823650405435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-worshiphope.html' title='Wednesday Worship~Hope'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5135796577981771379</id><published>2012-01-23T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:00:00.505-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 25:4-5'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation~Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Show me Your ways, LORD,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teach me Your paths.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guide me in Your truth and teach me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for You are God my Savior,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my hope is in You all day long."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 25:4-5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your hope today? Are you willing to yield to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;LORD&amp;nbsp;and allow Him to show you the way to His best for you? He has a plan for you. A plan to prosper you and not to harm you. (Jeremiah 29:11)&amp;nbsp;That plan involves a depth of relationship with Him. Do you know Him?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt; know Him? Are you seeking that knowledge of Him through His Word? Are you&amp;nbsp;allowing His Word to fill your heart and mind?&amp;nbsp;His Word is Truth. Let's get to know God,&amp;nbsp;learn from Him, allow Him to show us His way. God is our Savior...ponder that...the One who saves us. The One&amp;nbsp;in whom our hope lies.&amp;nbsp;Let's purposely HOPE in Him all day long...today and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s1600/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s200/kristi_signature_slant.jpg" width="120" /&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/9213380937620211188-5135796577981771379?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5135796577981771379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5135796577981771379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5135796577981771379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5135796577981771379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-meditationhope.html' title='Monday Meditation~Hope'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdclWalXVhE/Txt5RIORS-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LAKnmCHnmgA/s72-c/kristi_signature_slant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8385656923020804609</id><published>2012-01-18T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T05:00:00.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~Still My Soul</title><content type='html'>I think that we all need to be reminded that God is God...that hope will rise...and that He is faithful to a thousand generations. Enjoy a few moments in worship with Keith and Kristyn Getty. Allow those words to become your proclamation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/YsXMiysZfNQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YsXMiysZfNQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YsXMiysZfNQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8385656923020804609?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8385656923020804609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8385656923020804609' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8385656923020804609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8385656923020804609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-worshipstill-my-soul.html' title='Wednesday Worship~Still My Soul'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7112865256493388801</id><published>2012-01-16T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:37:23.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Meditation~Be Encouraged</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I will remain confident of this:&amp;nbsp; I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living. Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 27:13-14 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7112865256493388801?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7112865256493388801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7112865256493388801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7112865256493388801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7112865256493388801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-meditationbe-encouraged.html' title='Monday Meditation~Be Encouraged'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1573614570433277673</id><published>2012-01-11T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T05:00:01.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~I Wanna Be Moved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God has a mission for us; a&amp;nbsp;reason why we're here, to radiate His glory!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/tODYE_nt224/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tODYE_nt224&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tODYE_nt224&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fill us, Lord! We wanna be MOVED by you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1573614570433277673?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1573614570433277673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1573614570433277673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1573614570433277673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1573614570433277673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-worshipi-wanna-be-moved.html' title='Wednesday Worship~I Wanna Be Moved!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2744864291838346526</id><published>2012-01-09T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T05:00:04.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Meditation~We've Got the Power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you...." Acts 1:8 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus calls us to be His witnesses.&amp;nbsp; We don't have to muster up the power to do it.&amp;nbsp; It's ours.&amp;nbsp; Power...like dynamite.&amp;nbsp; May we receive that power and act upon His calling on our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2744864291838346526?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2744864291838346526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2744864291838346526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2744864291838346526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2744864291838346526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-meditationweve-got-power.html' title='Monday Meditation~We&apos;ve Got the Power!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2057609318177305366</id><published>2012-01-05T17:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:31:33.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thoughts~MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"For in Him we live and move and have our being."&amp;nbsp; Acts 17:28 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came via Facebook and a "share."&amp;nbsp; My dear friend, &lt;a href="http://www.thewriteconversation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edie Melson&lt;/a&gt;, "shared" a blog post by &lt;a href="http://jodiebailey.com/"&gt;Jodie Bailey&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(from Jan. 4, called "Oh the Irony").&amp;nbsp; I loved the post.&amp;nbsp; It made me laugh.&amp;nbsp; It brought conviction. It inspired me.&amp;nbsp; At first I just commented on the FB post.&amp;nbsp; Then when Edie made a followup comment suggesting that we all chime in with our word for the year, I got those wheels in my brain to turning.&amp;nbsp; I asked God to reveal a word to me.&amp;nbsp; It came quite quickly!&amp;nbsp; (Don't you love it when God just is so happy that you asked Him to show you something that He responds immediately with the answer?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My word is MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perfect for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually, I long to MOVE forward in prayer, in study of His Word, and in obedience.&amp;nbsp; I love the key verse above.&amp;nbsp; I want to &lt;em&gt;live and move and have my being in HIM!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I want Him to be the source of my thoughts, my words, my actions, all that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading the life story of Oswald Chambers, &lt;em&gt;Abandoned To God&lt;/em&gt;, by David McCasland.&amp;nbsp; I've always loved his devotional book, &lt;em&gt;My Utmost for His Highest, &lt;/em&gt;and to get to know the man behind those writings has made me love his words even more.&amp;nbsp; Oswald Chambers' life&amp;nbsp;epitomized that verse.&amp;nbsp; His life was all about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to MOVE into action regarding&amp;nbsp;whatever He prompts me to do.&amp;nbsp; Whether it's to pray for someone, or to act on someone's behalf.&amp;nbsp; To be bold in&amp;nbsp;MOVING forward with whatever&amp;nbsp;He calls me to do...write, speak...whatever.&amp;nbsp; To have faith.&amp;nbsp; To believe in His incomparably great power...that overrides my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically,&amp;nbsp;I &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to MOVE.&amp;nbsp; Mostly I'm talking about getting this old body into motion...out of the recliner, out from under&amp;nbsp;my computer, and into action.&amp;nbsp; The really cool thing is that in the revelation of my word, from God and then&amp;nbsp;in stepping forward in boldness to put it out in cyberspace, I actually MOVED into my sneakers and took a brisk (timewise and weatherwise) walk in&amp;nbsp; my neighborhood!!!&amp;nbsp; It felt good...well mostly good...and mostly after it was over.&amp;nbsp; I plan to MOVE more.&amp;nbsp; Who knows, maybe I'll try a little Yoga too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;what's &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;word for the year??&amp;nbsp; MOVE along and let me know what you come up with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for loving us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for being personal with us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for hearing us when we pray.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for responding.&amp;nbsp; Father, creator, we want You to dwell in us.&amp;nbsp; We want our very being to be in You!! And we let our praises ring for all are about to do!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/8luZK8TL9Y8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8luZK8TL9Y8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8luZK8TL9Y8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2057609318177305366?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2057609318177305366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2057609318177305366' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2057609318177305366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2057609318177305366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-thoughtsmoved.html' title='Thursday Thoughts~MOVED'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-596531513433518049</id><published>2012-01-04T05:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T05:00:01.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walk on the Water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britt Nicole'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~Walk On the Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/Wddc8UzNiG8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wddc8UzNiG8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wddc8UzNiG8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is God calling you to do?&amp;nbsp; Will you step out in faith today?&amp;nbsp; What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't let you go.&amp;nbsp; Are you willing to trust?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-596531513433518049?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/596531513433518049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=596531513433518049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/596531513433518049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/596531513433518049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-worshipwalk-on-water.html' title='Wednesday Worship~Walk On the Water'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-9079747296884101777</id><published>2012-01-02T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:47:43.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary and Martha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditations with Mary and Martha</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"As Jesus and His disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to Him.&amp;nbsp; She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what He said.&amp;nbsp; But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made.&amp;nbsp; She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?&amp;nbsp; Tell her to help me!"&amp;nbsp; "Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke 10:38-42 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like God repeatedly puts a Scripture before you, making sure He drives home the message?He seems to do that in my life.&amp;nbsp; He knows me better than anyone else, and I suppose He realizes that if I&amp;nbsp;only hear it once it might just flow into the oblivion of my sundry thoughts...and get lost there in the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it appropriate and perhaps a little ironic that He would have me ponder the attributes of Mary and Martha at a time when I'm facing a new year and considering all that I would like for Him to "make new" in my life.&amp;nbsp; My thoughts have centered around new eating habits and exercise.&amp;nbsp;(And yes, I do wish&amp;nbsp;He would just do a little miracle and get me back to my normal size without any sacrifice or work.&amp;nbsp; Just sayin'.) But&amp;nbsp;I think He calls me to a higher ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any dissertation on the comparison of Mary and Martha...they both loved Jesus dearly and served Him wholeheartedly, I just have to say that I'm praying for God to give me more of both...and of course way more than that, to give me more of Him.&amp;nbsp; It is my prayer to spend quality time sitting at His feet first.&amp;nbsp; And then to prepare my heart, my home and my habits in order to serve Him more fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about you?&amp;nbsp; What is He impressing on your heart as you head into 2012?&amp;nbsp; Don't you just love that He is a God who can make all things new??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abba Father, thank You for Your unfailing love for us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for creating us according to Your plan, with strengths and weaknesses so that You could show Your own power and might.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the year that You have brought us through.&amp;nbsp; Please lead us into the one ahead empowering us to be obedient and follow You wholeheartedly.&amp;nbsp; We pray that everything we do may be done as unto You.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-9079747296884101777?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/9079747296884101777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=9079747296884101777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/9079747296884101777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/9079747296884101777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-meditations-with-mary-and-martha.html' title='Monday Meditations with Mary and Martha'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8307913186489127785</id><published>2011-12-29T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:43:27.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Where Is Your Focus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. &lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt; I know in part; &lt;strong&gt;then&lt;/strong&gt; I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."&amp;nbsp; 1 Corinthians 13:12 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail miserably at videography.&amp;nbsp; Really miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first major film disaster was a few years back when I hoped to capture the hatching of some killdeer birds in my backyard.&amp;nbsp; I'll put it this way.&amp;nbsp; There was lots of footage of mulch and the flapping lens cap...like 10 long minutes or so.&amp;nbsp; Never even found the nest...with the camera, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, my talents were tried once again as I attempted to capture the essence of the homes that my daughter and son-in-law were scoping out in hopes of joining the forces of mortgage payers.&amp;nbsp; My hubby was unable to be with us and...well...every Daddy wants to be in on the action.&amp;nbsp; Hence the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so first of all, you should know that a Flip camera doesn't really mean that you can &lt;em&gt;flip&lt;/em&gt; it in any direction and the picture will be upright on your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's really good if you note whether the red button is pushed or not.&amp;nbsp;And that you're&amp;nbsp;filming what you mean to film and not your shoes or the stairs or the rear end of the person going up in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost needed Dramamine to watch...and couldn't even see much of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video may only be worthy of deletion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the lesson I observed will remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent way too much time focused on the little...really little...screen in front of me.&amp;nbsp; And I missed the BIG picture.&amp;nbsp; There was so much that I didn't even see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that maybe God clapped and said, "Ah!&amp;nbsp; She's got it!" as the spiritual application struck me almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're trapped in this earthly tent, we can only see what's playing out on the tiny screen of our lives.&amp;nbsp; He sees so much more.&amp;nbsp; And we have to trust Him for the unseen.&amp;nbsp; That's faith.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; "Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see."&amp;nbsp; Hebrews 11:1 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He's got a good plan...one to prosper us and not to harm us.&amp;nbsp; He is molding us into the likeness of Himself, shaping us with purpose.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;"Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known.&amp;nbsp; But we know that when He appears, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is."&amp;nbsp; 1 John 3:2&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;And then we'll view the widest screen version...and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, as the father in Mark 9:4 cried out, we believe!&amp;nbsp; Help us in our unbelief.&amp;nbsp; Help us to trust You, knowing that You hold the future in Your hands.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for calling us Your children.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8307913186489127785?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8307913186489127785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8307913186489127785' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8307913186489127785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8307913186489127785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-is-your-focus.html' title='Where Is Your Focus?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3812196066002045562</id><published>2011-12-28T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:29:32.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky Justice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Lanier'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/xFpQoy9DE5Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFpQoy9DE5Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFpQoy9DE5Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My daughter and son-in-law attend Lee Park Church.&amp;nbsp; We've had the blessing to visit there with them on several occasions.&amp;nbsp; This song came to mind during my worship time today, and what a surprise to find it sung by Jason Lanier, Lee Park's minister of music and Becky Justice, the pastor's wife.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3812196066002045562?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3812196066002045562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3812196066002045562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3812196066002045562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3812196066002045562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/wednesday-worship.html' title='Wednesday Worship'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3850603972412420042</id><published>2011-12-16T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:35:03.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where&apos;s the line to see Jesus?'/><title type='text'>Weekend Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/OExXItDyWEY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OExXItDyWEY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OExXItDyWEY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3850603972412420042?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3850603972412420042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3850603972412420042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3850603972412420042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3850603972412420042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend-worship.html' title='Weekend Worship'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3530709110420972794</id><published>2011-12-09T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:26:18.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas not happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light in darkness'/><title type='text'>When the "Hap-Happiest Season of All" Doesn't Feel Like It</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"For God, who said, 'Let light shine out of darkness,' made His light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ."&amp;nbsp; 2 Corinthians 4:6 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airwaves echo with music that declares,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the kids jingle-belling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everyone telling you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Be of good cheer﻿!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the hap-happiest season of all...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But what if it doesn't feel that way for you?﻿&amp;nbsp; What if your reality screams that it's absolutely not? What if it takes every ounce of strength you can muster&amp;nbsp;to work up a smile and&amp;nbsp;pretend to&amp;nbsp;"be of good cheer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your family member lays near death?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or you've&amp;nbsp;recently watched as their body was laid in the grave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Illness ravages your body or that of someone you love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if that someone is your child?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your child&amp;nbsp;has chosen&amp;nbsp;a lifestyle that contradicts the teachings of the home and the&amp;nbsp;church&amp;nbsp;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A family member faces addiction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or mental illness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or both?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your marriage is fractured...or broken?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rejection overwhelms you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You lost your job and a new one is not in sight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You're homeless?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if...&lt;br /&gt;The answer to your prayers was, "No."?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, these are all situations that are real...that are close by...that have been witnessed in recent days...that repeat over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Worship this week proclaimed that "All is Well."&amp;nbsp; Honestly, after hearing accounts and looking into the eyes of those facing the struggles, I had to go back and listen to the words myself...with my own questioning.&amp;nbsp; The song doesn't deny that there is darkness in this world...even during this season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It does, however, proclaim that because of the birth of our Saviour...the One who rescues us, defends us, comforts us, delivers us...because of Jesus, "darkness fell into the dawn of Love's light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He "made His light shine in our hearts...in the face of Christ."&amp;nbsp; That baby in the manger is our promise of hope...and light in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You know every heart that is hurting.&amp;nbsp; And You came to heal the hurts. Shine Your light into the darkness of this world.&amp;nbsp; May every heart feel Your presence...Emmanuel, God With Us. Encourage us through Your Word so that "we do not lose heart."&amp;nbsp; Help us not to be blinded by the trappings of Christmas, no matter how glittery and sparkly and twinkly, and miss out on the True Light...the One that came to save a world in need.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your great love.&amp;nbsp; Help us to be ministers of that love to those in darkness.&amp;nbsp; And bring on the dawn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/9213380937620211188-3530709110420972794?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3530709110420972794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3530709110420972794' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3530709110420972794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3530709110420972794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-hap-happiest-season-of-all-doesnt.html' title='When the &quot;Hap-Happiest Season of All&quot; Doesn&apos;t Feel Like It'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4101375360695461791</id><published>2011-12-07T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T05:00:01.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All is Well'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Point of Grace'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship~All Is Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/5STGOf08Swc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5STGOf08Swc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5STGOf08Swc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QLieH5s4Bc/TQpzO9CmWvI/AAAAAAAAARs/gt56zlVUgdw/s1600/baby-jesus-in-manger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QLieH5s4Bc/TQpzO9CmWvI/AAAAAAAAARs/gt56zlVUgdw/s320/baby-jesus-in-manger.jpg" width="228" /&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 align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Be still and know that I am God."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 46:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7586650482558727423?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7586650482558727423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7586650482558727423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7586650482558727423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7586650482558727423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/monday-meditations.html' title='Monday Meditations'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QLieH5s4Bc/TQpzO9CmWvI/AAAAAAAAARs/gt56zlVUgdw/s72-c/baby-jesus-in-manger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4013995195669621713</id><published>2011-12-03T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T05:00:02.396-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrating Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus&apos; return'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preparations'/><title type='text'>Preparations</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, not the Son, but only the Father....Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come....So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect Him."&amp;nbsp; Matthew 24:36, 42, 44 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that lately I've spent a lot of time getting ready for one thing or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September, many hours were spent preparing to speak at a women's retreat with one of my favorite churches.&amp;nbsp; Hours in study.&amp;nbsp; Hours in prayer.&amp;nbsp; Even an hour at the nail salon, the hair salon, and sitting on my bathroom floor waiting for my locks to be transformed from dull gray to brownish-black.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October, another speaking engagement.&amp;nbsp; This one with MOPS, darlin' young Moms of preschoolers.&amp;nbsp; More time preparing a message, praying for hearts to be encouraged, thoughts to be enlightened.&amp;nbsp; More time at the nail salon, hair salon, and on the bathroom floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November brought the excitement of school visits and craft fairs and Christmas festivals to market my Christmas book.&amp;nbsp; Ordering books, packing and repacking and repacking the necessary items for fun travels across the state.&amp;nbsp; This time the prayers were for little hearts to hear the true message of Christmas and for safety along the way.&amp;nbsp; Another nail visit...when you're holding up a book to read or having a book signing, it's nice for your nails to shine.&amp;nbsp; Somehow November got too busy for the hair salon and the bathroom floor time with L'Oreal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's early December.&amp;nbsp; My list has become lists.&amp;nbsp; The house&amp;nbsp;waits to be cleaned and decorated. There are the gifts...some piled, still in bags on my bedroom floor, others yet to be bought.&amp;nbsp; There's the thrill of upcoming baking day with my girls.&amp;nbsp; Christmas pageants to attend...one of which my class of 5 year olds will memorize 7 verses from Luke 2 in a mere matter of days.&amp;nbsp; More book events!!&amp;nbsp; Exam time for my 11 year old at school.&amp;nbsp; Nail appointment, haircut and color are urgent at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of all of this busy-ness, I'm challenged to consider what really matters...the preparations that are most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent preparing my heart to experience the true meaning of Christmas.&amp;nbsp; To live in thanksgiving for the gift of a Savior.&amp;nbsp; To share &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;gift with others.&amp;nbsp; To "Be still and know that He is God."&amp;nbsp; Jesus, that baby, is God incarnate.&amp;nbsp; The One who died that we might live.&amp;nbsp; Truly live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sweet Grandmother is nearing death.&amp;nbsp; Soon that same Jesus will reach out His hand and usher her into His presence.&amp;nbsp; She's prepared.&amp;nbsp; And all of my seasonal preparations won't matter a bit when I'm called to be by her side.&amp;nbsp; Because of love.&amp;nbsp; Love that was birthed even before this earth was formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as Matthew 24 tells us, Jesus, the epitome of Love that conquered death will come again.&amp;nbsp; Only the Father knows the day and the hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you prepared?&amp;nbsp; Have you shared His love so that others may be prepared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for the Babe that was born...our Saviour.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the promise of His return.&amp;nbsp; Prepare us for Your return.&amp;nbsp; Still our hearts, minds, and bodies to know You and Your love for us.&amp;nbsp; Help us to share that love with others this Christmas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-4013995195669621713?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/4013995195669621713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=4013995195669621713' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4013995195669621713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4013995195669621713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/preparations.html' title='Preparations'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3763177197377770283</id><published>2011-12-02T09:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:11:45.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edie Melson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCompass Writer&apos;s Retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Write Conversation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Highly Favored'/><title type='text'>Highly Favored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VdehLfxNQyQ/TtjZJnTY7jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Ltj7pJcc5iQ/s1600/retreat+%252860%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VdehLfxNQyQ/TtjZJnTY7jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Ltj7pJcc5iQ/s320/retreat+%252860%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pinkish tinge inched its way up the morning sky. The lake was mostly still, stirred ever so slightly by the first breezes of the day and the occasional ripples as geese glided effortlessly across the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wept at the overwhelming beauty in front of me, the presence of the Lord as tangible and enveloping as the fog in a distant cove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whispered, “Who am I, Lord, that you would show me such favor?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient words pierced my thoughts. “Rejoice, highly favored one, the Lord is with you; blessed are you among women!” (Luke 1:28 NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response was, “But God, those words were for Mary, the mother of Jesus, not for one as unworthy as me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, “She was chosen to carry my Son in her womb. You were fashioned to carry Him in your heart.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly favored. Chosen. Called by the Creator of the universe. Purposed for His work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you join Mary in asking, “How will this be?” (Luke 1:34 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the reply, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you…the power of the Most High will overshadow you….For nothing is impossible with God.” (Luke 1:35, 37 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished.” (Luke 1:45 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we are in awe of Your love.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for choosing us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your Spirit that dwells within us, and for the power that He bestows.&amp;nbsp; Accomplish Your will in us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the &lt;a href="http://www.ncompassretreat.blogspot.com/"&gt;NCompass Writer's Retreat&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;this fall, I was overcome with the Lord's&amp;nbsp;goodness and His words&amp;nbsp;to me.&amp;nbsp;I shared this message in our worship time that morning. One of our hosts, Edie Melson, asked if I'd&amp;nbsp;write it out and&amp;nbsp;guest post&amp;nbsp;on her&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thewriteconversation.blogspot.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; back in October. As we approach the Advent season, I felt compelled to&amp;nbsp;bring those words back to light.&amp;nbsp; May you savor His favor today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3763177197377770283?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3763177197377770283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3763177197377770283' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3763177197377770283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3763177197377770283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/12/highly-favored.html' title='Highly Favored'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VdehLfxNQyQ/TtjZJnTY7jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Ltj7pJcc5iQ/s72-c/retreat+%252860%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2077277273455992629</id><published>2011-11-30T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:00:08.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Holy Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Underwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship-O Holy Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/QXAzt4pUr3Y/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXAzt4pUr3Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXAzt4pUr3Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In this season of advent, let's take the time to focus on all that the coming of Jesus means to a world that was lost without Him...a world that lay in sin and error pining...pining for forgiveness, freedom, hope.&amp;nbsp; And with His coming, that world could rejoice in a soul that feels its worth...and the mercies brought with that new morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do fall on our knees, hear the angel voices sing of that Holy Night...and the Divinity that was born to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2077277273455992629?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2077277273455992629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2077277273455992629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2077277273455992629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2077277273455992629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/wednesday-worship-o-holy-night.html' title='Wednesday Worship-O Holy Night'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7225976177751829629</id><published>2011-11-28T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T05:00:03.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophecy advent Isaiah 9:2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unto us a child is born'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditations-Prophecy of the Advent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Words from the prophet in &lt;em&gt;Isaiah 9:2-7 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The people walking in darkness have seen a great light;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on those living in the land of the shadow of death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a light has dawned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have enlarged the nation and increased their joy;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they rejoice before you as people rejoice at the harvest,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as men rejoice when dividing the plunder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For as in the day of Midian's defeat, you have shattered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the yoke that burdens them, the bar across their shoulders,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the rod of their oppressor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every warrior's boot used in battle and every garment rolled in blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be destined for burning, will be fuel for the fire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be on His shoulders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And He will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of the increase of His government and peace there will be no end.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He will reign on David's throne and over his kingdom,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;establishing and upholding it with justice and righteousness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from that time on and forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The zeal of the LORD Almighty will accomplish this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿It has been accomplished.&amp;nbsp; Christ came, born as a babe in a manger, lived a sinless life, died a cruel death as He took our sin upon Himself, and in victory rose, conquering death&amp;nbsp;while&amp;nbsp;bringing light and peace into a dark and troubled world.&amp;nbsp; He reigns!!&amp;nbsp; Forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7225976177751829629?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7225976177751829629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7225976177751829629' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7225976177751829629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7225976177751829629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-meditations-prophecy-of-advent.html' title='Monday Meditations-Prophecy of the Advent'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1517167522282225774</id><published>2011-11-23T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T05:00:07.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving song'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship-Thanksgiving Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/IjnhjM80rjU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjnhjM80rjU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjnhjM80rjU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With prayers that your Thanksgiving is abundant with joy, grateful hearts, and rich blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1517167522282225774?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1517167522282225774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1517167522282225774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1517167522282225774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1517167522282225774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/wednesday-worship-thanksgiving-song.html' title='Wednesday Worship-Thanksgiving Song'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7663118627683253474</id><published>2011-11-22T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:23:47.000-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vonda Skelton interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free book'/><title type='text'>Interview with Vonda Skelton and Book Giveaway!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi friends!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please head over to my precious friend, &lt;a href="http://www.vondaskelton.com/"&gt;Vonda Skelton's blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a chance to win a Gracie or Grover book and read a little...actually a lot...about my journey as a writer!!!&amp;nbsp; You will surely want to put Vonda's blog on your list of must-reads!!&amp;nbsp; She is a gifted writer, speaker, and teacher!!!&amp;nbsp; She is a woman who loves the Lord, encouraging others and making them laugh, and helping writers pursue their dream.&amp;nbsp; What a privilege to be interviewed by such a lovely lady!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to leave a comment at her site for your chance to win!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7663118627683253474?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7663118627683253474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7663118627683253474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7663118627683253474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7663118627683253474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-vonda-skelton-and-book.html' title='Interview with Vonda Skelton and Book Giveaway!!!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7161340762596360625</id><published>2011-11-21T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:00:03.860-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 107'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation-Give Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let them give thanks to the LORD for His unfailing love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and His wonderful deeds for mankind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for He satisfies the thirsty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and fills the hungry with good things."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 107:8-9 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Unfailing love.&amp;nbsp; Grace and mercy.&amp;nbsp; Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; The One who satisfies and fills...our Everlasting Portion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we give You our thanks.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for Your unfailing love and for Your wonderful deeds for us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for filling our emptiness.&amp;nbsp; Help us to hunger and thirst for You, believing that You are just what we need.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7161340762596360625?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7161340762596360625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7161340762596360625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7161340762596360625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7161340762596360625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-meditation-give-thanks.html' title='Monday Meditation-Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7683840092331097278</id><published>2011-11-17T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T07:05:18.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hemby Bridge Christmas Festival'/><title type='text'>Christmas Fun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Please visit me at &lt;a href="http://www.graciesgrounds.com/"&gt;my Gracie's Grounds blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for details for the upcoming Hemby Bridge Christmas Festival (near Charlotte, NC this weekend)!!!&amp;nbsp; It's going to be so merry!!!&amp;nbsp; I'd love to see you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7683840092331097278?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7683840092331097278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7683840092331097278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7683840092331097278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7683840092331097278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas Fun!!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8693218172325684983</id><published>2011-11-16T05:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T05:00:09.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Thank God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship-Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>Let's take a moment to count our blessings...to name them one by one...and to thank God for each of them.&amp;nbsp; Even in our trials, we can thank Him...for His peace, for His strength, for His mercy and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/jw6j0xp3uJw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jw6j0xp3uJw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jw6j0xp3uJw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8693218172325684983?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8693218172325684983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8693218172325684983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8693218172325684983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8693218172325684983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/wednesday-worship-giving-thanks.html' title='Wednesday Worship-Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-546935979088371302</id><published>2011-11-14T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T05:00:02.974-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Come Into His Presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A psalm.&amp;nbsp; For giving thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worship the LORD with gladness;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;come before Him with joyful songs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that the LORD is God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is He who made us, and we are His;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are His people, the sheep of His pasture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enter His gates with thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and His courts with praise;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give thanks to Him and praise His name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the LORD is good and His love endures forever;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His faithfulness continues through all generations.&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Yes!&amp;nbsp; Let's worship Him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Let's come before Him with joyful songs!&amp;nbsp; Let's give thanks to Him and praise His Name!!&amp;nbsp; For He is good and His love endures forever, His faithfulness to a thousand generations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/dnBetYxQe_c/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnBetYxQe_c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnBetYxQe_c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/9213380937620211188-546935979088371302?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/546935979088371302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=546935979088371302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/546935979088371302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/546935979088371302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-meditation.html' title='Monday Meditation'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2021793108410015649</id><published>2011-11-09T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T05:00:12.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis Cottrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Will Be Our God'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/y-bZez6McZw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-bZez6McZw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-bZez6McZw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am overwhelmed by His mercy and in awe of His grace.&amp;nbsp; He knows us...and loves us...and calls us His own.&amp;nbsp; May your day be blessed and may His praise be on your lips!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2021793108410015649?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2021793108410015649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2021793108410015649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2021793108410015649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2021793108410015649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/wednesday-worship_09.html' title='Wednesday Worship'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-6222482948343616064</id><published>2011-11-07T05:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T05:01:00.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Always On His Mind'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditations-You Are Always On His Mind</title><content type='html'>"You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.&lt;br /&gt;Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. &lt;br /&gt;For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How precious to me are your thoughts,O God!&lt;br /&gt;How vast is the sum of them!&lt;br /&gt;Were I to count them, &lt;br /&gt;they would outnumber the grains of sand...." Psalm 139:1-18 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creator of the universe always has you on His mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what anybody else thinks &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; you, you are &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;on &lt;em&gt;His&lt;/em&gt; mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-6222482948343616064?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/6222482948343616064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=6222482948343616064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6222482948343616064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6222482948343616064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-meditations-you-are-always-on.html' title='Monday Meditations-You Are Always On His Mind'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8919557991388977943</id><published>2011-11-04T14:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T17:34:20.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s unfailing love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet words'/><title type='text'>Still Hearing Voices</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body."&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 16:24 (ESV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hearing Aibileen's words in my head.&amp;nbsp; Words she spoke to Mae Mobley over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You is kind.&amp;nbsp; You is smart.&amp;nbsp; You is important."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Stockett's &lt;em&gt;The Help&lt;/em&gt; made a lasting impression on me.&amp;nbsp; Much of it is&amp;nbsp;a sadness as thick as the&amp;nbsp;humidity in Atlanta in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I hear&amp;nbsp;Aibileen's words to "Baby Girl"&amp;nbsp;echoing in my head, I just wonder whose voices are &amp;nbsp;filling your thoughts today.&amp;nbsp;Are they voices of love and encouragement, like Aibileen's, or voices of rejection, contempt,&amp;nbsp;or condemnation like Miss Hilly's or Miss Leefolt's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you are blessed with family and friends that breathe words of life and love and encouragement&amp;nbsp;into you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I also pray that&amp;nbsp;the primary voice you hear is that of our Heavenly Father, the One who loves us unfailingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have loved you with an everlasting love...."&amp;nbsp; Jeremiah 31:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love."&amp;nbsp; John 15:9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends....I have called you friends....You did not choose me, but I chose you...."&amp;nbsp; John 15:13-16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proclaims that His love is everlasting.&amp;nbsp; God's love for us equals that of His love for Jesus.&amp;nbsp; We are joint heirs with Him.&amp;nbsp; Jesus calls us "friend."&amp;nbsp; And He loved us so much that He laid down His life for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;No greater love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we continue to search His Word, we find that in Him there is no condemnation.&amp;nbsp; We see that He experienced and understands rejection and contempt.&amp;nbsp; And that when we&amp;nbsp;suffer,&amp;nbsp;He is our ever present help.&amp;nbsp; He is our strength, our comforter, our defender, our strong tower, our shield, and our deliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear God's voice over all others.&amp;nbsp; Let's seek that voice in His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may we all be mindful of the words we speak, uttering "gracious words like a honeycomb" breathing "sweetness to the soul" and "health to the body" of those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You are The Help we need.&amp;nbsp; Fill our thoughts with Your voice.&amp;nbsp; Fill our mouths with words as sweet as honey.&amp;nbsp; Protect our hearts, our souls, our minds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Assure us with Your love today, and help us to likewise share&amp;nbsp;love and encouragement with others.&amp;nbsp; We love&amp;nbsp;You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8919557991388977943?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8919557991388977943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8919557991388977943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8919557991388977943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8919557991388977943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/11/still-hearing-voices.html' title='Still Hearing Voices'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4548119564893019038</id><published>2011-11-02T05:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:00:07.816-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis Cottrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory in Jesus'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>Let's walk in victory today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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she can laugh at the days to come."&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 31:25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, being clothed...accessorized in this case...with dignity didn't happen.&amp;nbsp; But there will be laughter for days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I thought I looked dignified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even asked the handsome hubby to snap a photo...since we were all dolled up for a night at the theatre.&amp;nbsp; It's always fun to update your profile picture, you know.&amp;nbsp; He took three or four shots.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They just weren't working for me and we needed to get on our way, so I deleted them as we walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty confident as we strolled through the&amp;nbsp;renovated uptown&amp;nbsp;district.&amp;nbsp; The gentle clinking sound of the buckles on my&amp;nbsp;leather boots seemed the perfect prelude for a Broadway show.&amp;nbsp; The autumn breeze embraced us...and surely enhanced the flowiness of my black jersey jacket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands with my man, looking all cute in his sweater vest.&amp;nbsp; Life just doesn't&amp;nbsp;get much better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the show was appalling and we left at intermission.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was probably a good thing...that we didn't linger in the mezzanine at intermission...or leave at the same time as the rest of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning home, I glanced in the mirror.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classy black earring on right ear.&amp;nbsp; Fuchsia fun earring on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst into laughter...and shouted, "John Butler!&amp;nbsp; You let me go out of the house like this???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength, dignity, and laughter.&amp;nbsp; Two out&amp;nbsp;of three ain't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for the indwelling of the Holy Spirit that guides us, convicts us, and strengthens us in a world that draws few boundaries between good and evil.&amp;nbsp; Help us to stand firm as we seek to honor You.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for laughter.&amp;nbsp; And grace.&amp;nbsp; And Your love which is not&amp;nbsp;challenged or changed by our appearance, shortcomings, or performance.&amp;nbsp; Give us the hope, faith, and vision to smile at the future.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8107757268971915988?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8107757268971915988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8107757268971915988' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8107757268971915988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8107757268971915988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/strength-dignity-and-laughter.html' title='Strength, Dignity, and Laughter'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5531765030770436236</id><published>2011-10-26T05:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:00:06.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ginny owens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be thou my vision'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>Let's make this our prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/EYVnd0HaLSc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EYVnd0HaLSc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EYVnd0HaLSc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Close your eyes.&amp;nbsp; Ponder those words.&amp;nbsp; Allow the High King of Heaven to be your Treasure today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5531765030770436236?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5531765030770436236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5531765030770436236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5531765030770436236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5531765030770436236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/wednesday-worship_26.html' title='Wednesday Worship'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8180329784365475927</id><published>2011-10-24T05:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:00:06.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOPS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2Timothy 1:12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hymn'/><title type='text'>Monday Meditations</title><content type='html'>This morning I have the privilege of speaking for the&amp;nbsp;MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) group at Salem Baptist Church in Apex, NC!&amp;nbsp; As I researched their mission, yearly theme,&amp;nbsp;and focal Scripture passage in&amp;nbsp;2 Timothy 1, I came across&amp;nbsp;a verse that is the foundation for one of my favorite hymns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...I know Whom I have believed, and am convinced that He is able to guard what I have entrusted to Him for that day."&amp;nbsp; 2 Timothy 1:12b (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to that hymn by Daniel W. Whittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not why God’s wondrous grace&lt;br /&gt;To me He hath made known,&lt;br /&gt;Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed me for His own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;But “I know Whom I have believed,&lt;br /&gt;And am persuaded that He is able&lt;br /&gt;To keep that which I’ve committed&lt;br /&gt;Unto Him against that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not how this saving faith&lt;br /&gt;To me He did impart,&lt;br /&gt;Nor how believing in His Word&lt;br /&gt;Wrought peace within my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But “I know Whom I have believed,&lt;br /&gt;And am persuaded that He is able&lt;br /&gt;To keep that which I’ve committed&lt;br /&gt;Unto Him against that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not how the Spirit moves,&lt;br /&gt;Convincing men of sin,&lt;br /&gt;Revealing Jesus through the Word,&lt;br /&gt;Creating faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But “I know Whom I have believed,&lt;br /&gt;And am persuaded that He is able&lt;br /&gt;To keep that which I’ve committed&lt;br /&gt;Unto Him against that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not what of good or ill&lt;br /&gt;May be reserved for me,&lt;br /&gt;Of weary ways or golden days,&lt;br /&gt;Before His face I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But “I know Whom I have believed,&lt;br /&gt;And am persuaded that He is able&lt;br /&gt;To keep that which I’ve committed&lt;br /&gt;Unto Him against that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not when my Lord may come,&lt;br /&gt;At night or noonday fair,&lt;br /&gt;Nor if I walk the vale with Him,&lt;br /&gt;Or meet Him in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But “I know Whom I have believed,&lt;br /&gt;And am persuaded that He is able&lt;br /&gt;To keep that which I’ve committed&lt;br /&gt;Unto Him against that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8180329784365475927?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8180329784365475927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8180329784365475927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8180329784365475927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8180329784365475927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/monday-meditations_24.html' title='Monday Meditations'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4272104007434081486</id><published>2011-10-22T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T19:24:45.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy fall recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate cinnamon pita chips'/><title type='text'>Yummy Fall Recipe</title><content type='html'>Okay, stop the presses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm going to share a recipe...my kind of cooking.&amp;nbsp; Easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm making today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmxCiHJZo1g/TqM8tKHJFrI/AAAAAAAAASE/jAiNILcBmUI/s1600/2011-10-22_17.18.17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmxCiHJZo1g/TqM8tKHJFrI/AAAAAAAAASE/jAiNILcBmUI/s320/2011-10-22_17.18.17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two ingredients.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon &amp;amp; Sugar Pita Chips and Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chips&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I got mine at Trader Joe's.&amp;nbsp; That makes them more healthy.&amp;nbsp; Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt the Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chips in the microwave.&amp;nbsp; Dip the Pita Chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9TRYwPHQvA/TqNFTu6nu5I/AAAAAAAAASM/RFMsaLQnDIE/s1600/2011-10-22_17.18.57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9TRYwPHQvA/TqNFTu6nu5I/AAAAAAAAASM/RFMsaLQnDIE/s320/2011-10-22_17.18.57.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lay the dipped chips on wax paper or foil for the chocolate to return to its solid state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3XbpC-GjY4/TqNOjZZZM7I/AAAAAAAAASU/ekx66j9KH5M/s1600/2011-10-22_18.46.14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3XbpC-GjY4/TqNOjZZZM7I/AAAAAAAAASU/ekx66j9KH5M/s320/2011-10-22_18.46.14.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: left;"&gt;﻿Voila!&amp;nbsp; Cinnamony, chocolatey yumminess!&amp;nbsp; And all artsy looking, like they came straight from your favorite chocolate confectionery!&amp;nbsp; (Mine is The&amp;nbsp;Chocolate Fetish in Asheville, NC.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-4272104007434081486?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/4272104007434081486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=4272104007434081486' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4272104007434081486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4272104007434081486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/yummy-fall-recipe.html' title='Yummy Fall Recipe'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmxCiHJZo1g/TqM8tKHJFrI/AAAAAAAAASE/jAiNILcBmUI/s72-c/2011-10-22_17.18.17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7183336702784828957</id><published>2011-10-19T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:00:12.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voice in our head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overflow'/><title type='text'>Overflow</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks."&amp;nbsp; Matthew 12:34b (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading &lt;em&gt;The Help &lt;/em&gt;by Kathryn Stockett.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings about the book are mixed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that strikes me is that in my mind,&amp;nbsp;over the last couple of weeks,&amp;nbsp;I hear my thoughts in Skeeter's or Aibileen's or Miss Hilly's voice.&amp;nbsp; They have been my daily companions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you find that when you are hanging out with people&amp;nbsp;you start to talk like them or at least think in their voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some favorite "voices" in my head are those of&amp;nbsp;my Scarlett O'Hara-ish friend, Emilie...or my German friend, Birgit...or my new British writer buddy, Sue.&amp;nbsp; And you've gotta love it when you are doing a Bible study and hear some&amp;nbsp;Beth Moore Texas drawl in your mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Aibileen, Miss Skeeter, or Miss Hilly hijack my thoughts,&amp;nbsp;I can't help but think, "Do I really want their voices&amp;nbsp;there?"&amp;nbsp; Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where the "overflow" comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verse that follows &lt;em&gt;"For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks" &lt;/em&gt;says&lt;em&gt;, "The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him, and the evil man brings evil things out of the&amp;nbsp;evil stored up in him&lt;/em&gt;."&amp;nbsp; (I couldn't help but hear Aibileen speaking the latter words.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering what we're "storing up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of fiction stored up in me.&amp;nbsp; Mostly I choose Christian Chick Lit...which makes for overflow that I don't have to be ashamed of.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I&amp;nbsp;read mainstream literature...some great...some I need to mark off my list. &amp;nbsp;Girls, we've got to be careful what we're reading.&amp;nbsp; It affects our overflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love some reality TV...Survivor,&amp;nbsp;The Sing Off, American Idol.&amp;nbsp; Hearing Scotty McCreery in my head is good.&amp;nbsp; Steven Tyler...not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really want flowing out is the best...the goodness that comes from the ultimate Voice and&amp;nbsp;His Holy Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm challenged to invest my time in storing up His truths through time in His Word, listening to music that echoes those truths, and&amp;nbsp;getting quiet enough to listen for His Voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 15:16 says&lt;em&gt;, "When Your words came, I ate them; they were my joy and my heart's delight&lt;/em&gt;...."&amp;nbsp; I want to hunger and thirst for Him.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;want to&amp;nbsp;fill up on Jesus, so that the overflow can't help but be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, the voices around us scream for our attention.&amp;nbsp; Help us to follow the ones that lead us to You.&amp;nbsp; Fill us up with Your Truths, so that the overflow of our hearts honors and glorifies&amp;nbsp;You.&lt;/em&gt;&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/9213380937620211188-7183336702784828957?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7183336702784828957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7183336702784828957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7183336702784828957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7183336702784828957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/overflow.html' title='Overflow'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-489316029067482642</id><published>2011-10-19T05:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T05:00:00.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gettys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speak O Lord'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>Let's make this our prayer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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But his delight is is the law of the LORD, and on His law he meditates day and night.&amp;nbsp; He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields it fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither.&amp;nbsp; Whatever he does prospers.&amp;nbsp; Not so the wicked!&amp;nbsp; They are like chaff that the wind blows away.&amp;nbsp; Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.&amp;nbsp; For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's truly delight in His Word and meditate on it today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2633938910318799808?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2633938910318799808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2633938910318799808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2633938910318799808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2633938910318799808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/monday-meditations.html' title='Monday Meditations'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-409316789095534600</id><published>2011-10-14T05:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T08:39:09.603-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-control'/><title type='text'>Finding Balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You shall have no other gods before me.&amp;nbsp; Exodus 20:3 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood firm for years.&amp;nbsp; Barely even tempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they said I&lt;em&gt; had&lt;/em&gt; to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;"tribe."&amp;nbsp; My Christian writer girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave in.&amp;nbsp; And not just a little.&amp;nbsp; I jumped in with both feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it happened.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it could take hold that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, that was one of the reasons I resisted for so long.&amp;nbsp; I knew it would be fun...and time consuming.&amp;nbsp; I had enough trouble keeping up with my email and trying to be somewhat consistent on my blog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And oh my.&amp;nbsp; It was true.&amp;nbsp; I can't help being seduced by that tab before me everytime I get online.&amp;nbsp; In the two short weeks since I joined, I discovered that I need to use some self-control.&amp;nbsp; I've got to find a balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the "fellowship" right there at my fingertips...with pictures and everything!&amp;nbsp; I can feel like I'm &lt;em&gt;near&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;my &amp;nbsp;Jesus girls that&amp;nbsp;live far from me.&amp;nbsp; And what a blessing that we can encourage each other...lots of each others with a few clicks on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can get so easily distracted and curious and end up spending hours just browsing.&amp;nbsp; Fun, but the best use of my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, &lt;a href="http://www.ediemelson.com/"&gt;Edie Melson&lt;/a&gt;, who lead the rally to get me hooked up with Facebook (and Twitter, this non-techie girl is struggling to figure out) shared her daily schedule with us at the NCompass retreat.&amp;nbsp; She said that she spends, if I recall correctly, only 30 minutes or so managing her social networking each morning.&amp;nbsp; That girl has some self-discipline!&amp;nbsp; (That is her time before her work day begins.&amp;nbsp; She does check back in and out at scheduled intervals...and in her evening leisure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hoping to find&amp;nbsp;self-discipline too.&amp;nbsp; With God's help.&amp;nbsp; He commands me not to have any gods before Him.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, while waiting on my coffee to brew, I find myself tempted to venture into the cyberworld.&amp;nbsp; Before my time with Him.&amp;nbsp; I'm feeling conviction on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Him to be first.&amp;nbsp; I desire Him to be the One in whom &lt;em&gt;I live and move and have my being.&lt;/em&gt; (Acts 18:28)...not social media.&amp;nbsp; I want His Spirit dwelling in me so that His fruit of self-control is present and active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll see you on Facebook...and someday possibly become a proficient "tweeter," but I'm going to have my quiet time first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father God, please be LORD over our lives.&amp;nbsp; Help us to abide in You and allow Your Word to abide in us so closely that our lives are controlled by You.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for creating minds that devise the technology at our fingertips.&amp;nbsp; Lord, reign in that technology that it may be used for good and not for evil.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for "friends" that have easy access to share our joys and even sorrows, our ministries, and encouragement in the cyberworld.&amp;nbsp; Please help us not to forsake the actual gathering together face to face, hand in hand, heart to heart in communion with one another.&amp;nbsp; Lord, help us to find balance in our lives that honors You.&amp;nbsp; We love You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-409316789095534600?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/409316789095534600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=409316789095534600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/409316789095534600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/409316789095534600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/finding-balance.html' title='Finding Balance'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2219895717346931266</id><published>2011-10-12T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T16:14:54.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What Are You Waiting For?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie Grant&apos;s Your Great Name'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him"-but God has revealed it to us by His Spirit.&amp;nbsp; 1 Corinthians 2:9 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has called YOU.&amp;nbsp; His calling goes beyond your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/PbW7iqvdOBw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbW7iqvdOBw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbW7iqvdOBw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2219895717346931266?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2219895717346931266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2219895717346931266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2219895717346931266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2219895717346931266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/wednesday-worship_12.html' title='Wednesday Worship'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1378755011462411517</id><published>2011-10-07T09:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:40:24.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience to God&apos;s call'/><title type='text'>What Is Holding You Back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.&amp;nbsp; O LORD, save us; O LORD, grant us success.&amp;nbsp; Blessed is he who comes in the name of the LORD.&amp;nbsp; Psalm 118:24-26&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something that you &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;you need to be doing?&amp;nbsp; What is it that is holding you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just fess up and admit that the thing at the forefront of my mind this morning is the need for exercise.&amp;nbsp; For my health and appearance, I need to pull on my sneakers and head out the door.&amp;nbsp; Which I plan to do as soon as I finish this post.&amp;nbsp; However, my plan is often thwarted because I hear voices in my head that taunt, "Why even try?&amp;nbsp; You know you won't be consistent. Sure, it's a beautiful fall day today, but winter is coming.&amp;nbsp; Cold weather will be a hindrance."&amp;nbsp; I'm fighting back.&amp;nbsp; Today.&amp;nbsp; I have to remember those words that I learned as a child, "If you try and don't succeed, try, try again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is is for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend some amazing new friends and I soaked in&amp;nbsp;outstanding teaching by &lt;a href="http://www.ediemelson.com/"&gt;Edie Melson&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.vondaskelton.com/"&gt;Vonda Skelton&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at the NCompass Writing Retreat.&amp;nbsp; Those in attendance came from a broad&amp;nbsp;spectrum of writing experience and&amp;nbsp;as travelers on the&amp;nbsp;journey&amp;nbsp;in response to God's call.&amp;nbsp; We packed our bags of writer's clothes, our dreams, and headed off to the beauty of Lake Keowee, SC.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, insecurity and fear snuck into our luggage as well.&amp;nbsp; Yet, we braved new territory...with the prayer, encouragement, and tutoring&amp;nbsp; of our new sojourners.&amp;nbsp; For some of&amp;nbsp;us, we&amp;nbsp;forged ahead (with a little trembling) into the worlds of Facebook and Twitter.&amp;nbsp; For others, it was jumping headfirst into the&amp;nbsp;blogosphere.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And steps were even taken that will lead to publication of articles and books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty comfortable surmising that most of us returned home and felt at least a twinge of doubt and uncertainty that we were up to the task we&amp;nbsp;embraced just days earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindrance to do something is&amp;nbsp;absolutely not limited to those in the writing world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your "thing" might be pursuing a new career, starting a diet, joining a Bible study, committing to daily Quiet Time,&amp;nbsp;entering into a&amp;nbsp;relationship, committing to an existing relationship, forgiving someone, or&amp;nbsp;following a call that you know God has placed on your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it for &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I head to my Reeboks, I'm thinking the Nike slogan of "Just Do It"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not alone or incapable.&amp;nbsp; As we are promised in 1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;em&gt;, The One who calls you is faithful and He will do it&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He's got the power!&amp;nbsp; Let's embrace it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord Jesus, thank You for Your unfathomable love.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your desire to use us to further Your kingdom.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the call that You've placed on our lives.&amp;nbsp; Help us to trust in You for all that concerns us.&amp;nbsp; Help us to yield and obey&amp;nbsp;whatever You command.&amp;nbsp; We love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1378755011462411517?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1378755011462411517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1378755011462411517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1378755011462411517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1378755011462411517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-holding-you-back.html' title='What Is Holding You Back?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4823400208716416420</id><published>2011-10-05T07:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:39:15.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie Grant&apos;s Your Great Name'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/1gbBrlAVm20/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1gbBrlAVm20&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1gbBrlAVm20&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow.&amp;nbsp; This song by Natalie Grant celebrates the power in the Great Name of Jesus!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-4823400208716416420?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/4823400208716416420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=4823400208716416420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4823400208716416420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4823400208716416420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/wednesday-worship.html' title='Wednesday Worship'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5685597871965044273</id><published>2011-10-01T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T14:50:42.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voice of Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience to God&apos;s call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Get Out of the Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Lord, if it's you," Peter replied, "tell me to come to you on the water."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come," he said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 14:28-29 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretched before me this morning is beautiful Lake Keowee, SC.&amp;nbsp; The deep blue water shimmers and ripples as&amp;nbsp;a chilly&amp;nbsp;fall breeze stirs.&amp;nbsp; Geese glide along the surface. The occasional fisherman emerges from the coves before me, drifting slowly as&amp;nbsp;he stands in his boat&amp;nbsp;to bring in the catch of the day.&amp;nbsp; Birds sing their autumn song as the leaves&amp;nbsp;offer a glimpse of the brilliance to come.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gentle lapping of the water on the shore and against the bearings of the dock and gazebo stills my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts travel to another lake...long ago.&amp;nbsp; A lake that bore not only the livelihood of some scruffy,&amp;nbsp;rugged&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;fishermen, but on whose waters Jesus walked...and one of His followers who obeyed the call to, "Come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending several days with a precious group of Christian writers.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;are a multifaceted&amp;nbsp;bunch...coming&amp;nbsp;together from&amp;nbsp;various states, even a couple of other countries.&amp;nbsp; Our ages range from&amp;nbsp;early twenties&amp;nbsp;to senior adult.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In personality, temperament, shape, size (which will be larger for all of us after these days because of our amazing chef), hair color, and life experiences we are all different.&amp;nbsp; But we share a common bond.&amp;nbsp; The calling from our Lord to "Come and write."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Peter, we are exhilarated by His words...yet often&amp;nbsp;bound by fear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of sinking...of failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with&amp;nbsp;Peter, we must keep our eyes on Jesus, the One who beckons us to commit our steps to Him.&amp;nbsp; We must trust Him to empower us, to walk with us, and to do His will through us.&amp;nbsp; It must be His voice we hear.&amp;nbsp; The Voice of Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/tcuiuIwtpa4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcuiuIwtpa4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcuiuIwtpa4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is Jesus calling you to&amp;nbsp;"get out of the boat"?&amp;nbsp; To write for Him?&amp;nbsp; To speak in His Name?&amp;nbsp; To tell someone of His great love?&amp;nbsp; He has a plan for each of us.&amp;nbsp; Something He wants us to do for Him.&amp;nbsp; Are you going to obey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's says, "Come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix&amp;nbsp;your eyes on Him.&amp;nbsp; Believe.&amp;nbsp; And take that first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, we hear&amp;nbsp;Your call.&amp;nbsp; We long to obey.&amp;nbsp; Lord, help us to&amp;nbsp;listen to You, to trust You, to go forth in Your power.&amp;nbsp; We love You and&amp;nbsp;desire to&amp;nbsp;do Your will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5685597871965044273?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5685597871965044273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5685597871965044273' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5685597871965044273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5685597871965044273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-out-of-boat.html' title='Get Out of the Boat'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1284974774183380481</id><published>2011-09-24T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:52:44.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krispy Kreme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influence'/><title type='text'>History Repeats Itself</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"The man said, 'The woman you put here with me-she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it.'"&amp;nbsp; Genesis 3:12 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the history might have been slightly altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was consumed&amp;nbsp;was not quite the&amp;nbsp;wholesome, albeit forbidden, fruit from the Garden of Eden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consequences of the ingesting were not as dire by any means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But "the woman" still got blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a girl to do when she passes a Krispy Kreme with the HOT DOUGHNUTS NOW sign on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was the one who, just hours earlier, had encouraged&amp;nbsp;the man to just&amp;nbsp;stick with the&amp;nbsp;yummy soup and stay away from the Fettuccine Alfredo.&amp;nbsp; He ordered it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&amp;nbsp;that neon sign screamed out to me!&amp;nbsp; In a moment of weakness,&amp;nbsp;my exclamation and recitation of the sign's orange words&amp;nbsp;prompted him to slam on the brakes and take the sharp right turn. Before we knew it, we were in the&amp;nbsp;drive-thru ordering a hot doughnut for each of us.&amp;nbsp; And I must confess, I even said, "Do you think we should get 2 a piece?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fortunately, the man was strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt overcame me before the last bite was eaten and my fingers were licked.&amp;nbsp; I apologized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I needed a reminder or a reason to be shrouded with the shame, this morning the man said, "Why did you make me eat that doughnut last night?"&amp;nbsp; Then he chuckled.&amp;nbsp; He's really a good guy...and one who went to the gym after the sinful incident to work it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here's a word to you girls out there.&amp;nbsp; Since the beginning of time, we women have had great power to influence.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; Eve's not the only one to use her womanly prowess.&amp;nbsp; And too many times the consequences have been undesirable.&amp;nbsp; Think Sarai suggesting that Abram sleep with her maidservant.&amp;nbsp; What was she thinking???&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Even our generation suffers the&amp;nbsp;repercussions of decisions made.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to consider that power.&amp;nbsp; We need to pray for God to guide our influence.&amp;nbsp; To equip us with restraint.&amp;nbsp; To give us patience.&amp;nbsp; To trust Him and His plan.&amp;nbsp; May we be the makers of future history, obeying God, resisting the enemy, and&amp;nbsp;urging our men to do what's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for the intricacies of Your creation.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the trust that You've given us as women to influence.&amp;nbsp; Lord, fill us up with Your wisdom so that the power will be wielded wisely.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for giving us freedom in choices, so that we learn and grow.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for forgiveness when we stray off-course.&amp;nbsp; Guide us, Lord.&amp;nbsp; Help us follow Your Way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1284974774183380481?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1284974774183380481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1284974774183380481' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1284974774183380481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1284974774183380481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/09/history-repeats-itself.html' title='History Repeats Itself'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2597567756343376515</id><published>2011-09-14T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:53:05.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s gifts'/><title type='text'>Even More</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If you, then...know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask Him."&amp;nbsp; Matthew 7:11 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youngest daughter attends a school that recently launched a technology initiative which&amp;nbsp;provides each child in 6th grade and up with a laptop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In order to protect&amp;nbsp;the investment, parents were required to purchase&amp;nbsp;specified computer bags.&amp;nbsp; All bags are identical.&amp;nbsp; Basic black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students have been quite creative in decorating their bags.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea that there were so many duck tape designs!!!&amp;nbsp; Or that duck tape seems to be the artform&amp;nbsp;du jour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our middle-schooler decided that a sillyband knotted around one of the handles was sufficient at first.&amp;nbsp; However, a couple of weeks into school, I noticed a cool zebra stripe replaced the sillyband as the distinguishing feature.&amp;nbsp; I said, "Well, that looks cool!&amp;nbsp; Where did you get&amp;nbsp;it?"&amp;nbsp; She said, "Oh I found it on the floor in the stairwell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she was content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With someone's poorly&amp;nbsp;adhering, wrinkly, trampled upon&amp;nbsp;zebra stripe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Don't you want me to buy a roll of duck tape for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied, "No, really, this is fine."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't she just ask?&amp;nbsp; I would gladly give her a truckload of duck tape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I decided to take the removable zipper pouch from the front of her bag to a friend of mine who monograms.&amp;nbsp; I asked her if she would like that.&amp;nbsp; Those beautiful almond shaped eyes lit up!&amp;nbsp; I asked her if she would rather have her first name or her initials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Just my initials...MLB."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how our heavenly Father wants us to ask...and receive even more than we would ever dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He knows our name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Lord, how often we settle for tattered rags when You want to cover us in robes of righteousness.&amp;nbsp; Clothe us, Lord, with Your "good gifts" of "much more"!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thank You for the intimacy of Your great love toward us.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2597567756343376515?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2597567756343376515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2597567756343376515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2597567756343376515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2597567756343376515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/09/even-more.html' title='Even More'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-6016836412266424635</id><published>2011-09-07T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:53:42.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frappachino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><title type='text'>I Am Weak, But He Is Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I pray that out of His glorious riches He may strengthen you with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith.&amp;nbsp; And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge-that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.&amp;nbsp; Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever!&amp;nbsp; Amen."&amp;nbsp; Ephesians 3:16-21 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that I learned as a child echoed in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am weak, but He is strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am.&amp;nbsp; Weak.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that God was keeping His end of the bargain. I prayed for Him to help me be less hungry.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't hungry.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't even thirsty.&amp;nbsp; I had a cup of water right there in the console.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though I could almost hear Him encouraging me to pass it up, cheering me on, I blocked out His voice and went there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Starbucks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For a Java Chip Frappachino.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It was decaf, nonfat, and no whip.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pulled out of the drive-thru, this is the chorus that played in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;"I am weak, but He is strong.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jesus loves me.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells me so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted God to reprimand me, He just said, "I love you.&amp;nbsp; We'll do better next time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so weak.&amp;nbsp; In so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak in my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak in my devotion...to Him and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak in my walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...yes, Jesus loves me...wide and long and high and deep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He &lt;em&gt;"is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to &lt;strong&gt;His &lt;/strong&gt;power that is at work within us."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immeasurably more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, thank You for&amp;nbsp;Your love and the promise of strength.&amp;nbsp; Help us to trust You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-6016836412266424635?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/6016836412266424635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=6016836412266424635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6016836412266424635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6016836412266424635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-weak-but-he-is-strong.html' title='I Am Weak, But He Is Strong'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2539492949474697823</id><published>2011-08-15T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:53:56.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer for Mamas'/><title type='text'>A Prayer for the Mamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"How precious to me are Your thoughts, O God!&amp;nbsp; How vast is the sum of them!&amp;nbsp; Were I to count them they would outnumber the grains of sand."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 139:17-18 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Moms there is the inescapable reality that time moves on and that everyday our children journey one step closer to the place where apron strings must be loosed and eventually untied.&amp;nbsp; We will always be the Mama, but our roles change as we allow our children to press on toward independence and finding their place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest entered Middle School today.&amp;nbsp; I watched as she took charge of making sure that her supplies were in order.&amp;nbsp; She chose her first day outfit independently.&amp;nbsp; And then she stood at the mirror straightening her hair.&amp;nbsp; The reflection I saw there caused my heart to skip a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did that transformation&amp;nbsp;happen?&amp;nbsp; Where did the years go?&amp;nbsp; Wasn't it just yesterday that we brought her home from China?&amp;nbsp; How did that little baby with sparkly almond-shaped eyes and chubby cheeks and kissy lips become this beauty straightening her long brown locks?&amp;nbsp; Without a bit of help from her Mama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've&amp;nbsp;been down&amp;nbsp;this road before.&amp;nbsp; We've witnessed the move to high school, then to college, and then that walk down the aisle that joined our girls in marriage with the man they love.&amp;nbsp; Each passage was met with conflicting emotions, joy at the women they've become and longing for the little girls they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figure that there are lots of us Mamas on the threshold of a new&amp;nbsp;season, somehow mustering up the&amp;nbsp;courage to face the day with a smile of confidence, denying those impulses that tempt you to take those apron&amp;nbsp;strings and tie that child tightly to the security of home.&amp;nbsp; We must brave the new day.&amp;nbsp; And trust in the One Who fashioned that child, Who knows the plans He has for them, and Who holds them in the palm of His hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether your child is skipping into preschool, entering the doors of a Kindergarten classroom, moving into the tumultuous years of middle school or high school, moving their belongings to a college campus, or preparing to walk the wedding aisle, know that you are not alone.&amp;nbsp; And there will be great joy in the days ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, lots of us Mamas are fighting the tears today.&amp;nbsp; Our arms want to cling tightly rather than opening wide to let our babies go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And Father, we know You understand.&amp;nbsp; You watched your Son leave the beauty and security of the heavenly home&amp;nbsp;You shared to&amp;nbsp;come to this earth.&amp;nbsp; To grow from a tiny baby into a man.&amp;nbsp; To make His way through the&amp;nbsp;milestones toward adulthood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hold us in Your arms today.&amp;nbsp; And even more importantly, hold our children.&amp;nbsp; Lord, You promised that if we train up a child in the way he should go that he will not depart from it.&amp;nbsp; Please help them to stay on Your path.&amp;nbsp; Protect them from the evils of this world.&amp;nbsp; Draw them to Yourself through Your Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp; Help them to remember&amp;nbsp;to Whom they belong...not just us, but You, the Creator of everything, the Omniscient, the Omnipotent, the Omnipresent.&amp;nbsp; We know that You love our children even more than we do.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for&amp;nbsp;Your promises.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2539492949474697823?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2539492949474697823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2539492949474697823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2539492949474697823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2539492949474697823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/08/prayer-for-mamas.html' title='A Prayer for the Mamas'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7310591293137796842</id><published>2011-08-14T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:54:10.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Pop on Over to Write2Ignite's Blog!</title><content type='html'>Hey all you writers out there, please visit our &lt;a href="http://www.write2igniteblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Write2Ignite! Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I had the privilege of writing the latest post called &lt;em&gt;Got Inspiration? &lt;/em&gt;!!&amp;nbsp; Perhaps you'll find some there...inspiration, that is.&amp;nbsp; Write on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7310591293137796842?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7310591293137796842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7310591293137796842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7310591293137796842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7310591293137796842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/08/pop-on-over-to-write2ignites-blog.html' title='Pop on Over to Write2Ignite&apos;s Blog!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5715270018023960009</id><published>2011-08-09T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:54:26.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><title type='text'>Beach or Mountains...Mountains or Beach?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Let the sea resound...let the mountains sing together for joy..."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 98:7-8 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is drawing to a close as the school year sneaks up on us.&amp;nbsp; Leisurely mornings and spontaneous roadtrips will soon cease.&amp;nbsp; But ah, the memories of summer will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer we've had the privilege of visiting both the mountains and the beach.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;they were equally delightful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brilliance of God's creation displayed uniquely in each location tickled our senses...cool, crisp mountain breezes enjoyed from the rockers on the screened porch, brushing over our skin and carrying the scent of earth and summer flowers...the grandeur of the mountains in shades of purple and blue...the sounds of trickling streams and music of dulcimers and fiddles...the taste of Famous Louise's fruit pies and morsels of perfection from The Chocolate Fetish and "Daddy burgers" fresh off the grill.&amp;nbsp; Then there's the aroma of the ocean and suntan lotion, all coconut-ish...and the sights of the majesty of the ocean and its creatures great and small...the flavors of fried shrimp and Mamu's home cooking and desserts...the mixture of warm sunshine and cool air on your skin...and the giggles of children and families frolicking in the sand and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountains or beach?&amp;nbsp; I'm torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salty breeze off the water stirs childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the anticipation of that first glimpse of the ocean.&amp;nbsp; Eyes&amp;nbsp;practically boring a hole in the windshield, focused on the horizon.&amp;nbsp; Waiting.&amp;nbsp; Watching.&amp;nbsp; Hoodwinked occasionally by the mirages on the road ahead.&amp;nbsp; More waiting.&amp;nbsp; More watching.&amp;nbsp; Finally&amp;nbsp;cruising down one of the numbered avenues&amp;nbsp;it appears!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Just a little slice between the cottages on either side.&amp;nbsp; Grayish blue stretching infinitely.&amp;nbsp; Then a whitecap.&amp;nbsp; "We're here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More waiting for check in at the familiar pink stucco lodge.&amp;nbsp; Then unloading the car.&amp;nbsp; Begging to get on our swimsuits and get out to the beach.&amp;nbsp; At last, crossing the highway, plodding through the mounds between the sea oats&amp;nbsp;that give way to the long awaited sight where smooth, moist sand and warm saltwater meet. &amp;nbsp;Hoping there would be tidal pools...safe haven for little ones&amp;nbsp;easing into the magnitude of the ocean and its waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spying a treasure from the sea, a perfectly formed conch...the tinier the better...reminds me of God's attention to detail.&amp;nbsp; Sand fiddlers tickling my hands still can make me squeal with delight. And you can't help but experience a thrill when the surprise of a wave that&amp;nbsp;sneaks up on you from behind and momentarily takes your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the&amp;nbsp;remembrances that span almost 50 years, memories of&amp;nbsp;family...as it's grown...and even as we've lost loved ones that shared those beaches with us...treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I still love that first glimpse of the vastness of the ocean. It will forever be breathtaking. And in the evenings, there's nothing like a moonlit view across the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the moonshine of the mountains...not the kind you drink...the shimmer that washes over the hills and valleys, cascading through your windows, the perfect blanket of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I lived in the mountains of Kentucky for a time in my childhood, I think that my appreciation of those grand&amp;nbsp;peaks&amp;nbsp;is a passion I've acquired in recent years.&amp;nbsp; It seems that you just can't help feeling a little closer to God up in those higher elevations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart quickens as we draw nearer and nearer to mountain splendor spread before us.&amp;nbsp; Then I can feel myself unwind as we&amp;nbsp;meander up the curvy, pothole laden roads toward the lodge...a haven for relaxing and playing games and spending sweet time with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early mornings on the screened porch surrounded by birdsong and echoes of campers nearby, with Bible in hand, prayer and praise flow effortlessly.&amp;nbsp; A deep breath not only brings in fresh mountain air, but a tangible feeling of the Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp; God just seems so close.&amp;nbsp; So vibrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mountain trip (for our family) is complete without a trip to Famous Louise's for pie, and then a hike to Linville Falls to walk it off.&amp;nbsp; Climbing to great heights, settling on great rock formations, feeling the forces of the waters descending to the river below.&amp;nbsp; Climbing high enough to see eagles soaring beneath the overlook is majesty at its fullest.&amp;nbsp; Then retreating back down and venturing into the caverns, observing the miracles inside the mountains.&amp;nbsp; Stalactites and stalagmites and darkness that's the blackest of black.&amp;nbsp; Viewing animals that thrive in that cool darkness.&amp;nbsp; It's humbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy walks through quaint small towns with fun shops and ice cream parlors.&amp;nbsp; Sauntering past Mandevilla vines and ivy flocked fountains and trees meant for climbing.&amp;nbsp; Just pausing for a rest on a bench, watching people walking their dogs and chatting with family and friends.&amp;nbsp; Leisure, pure and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountains or beach?&amp;nbsp; I just can't chose.&amp;nbsp; And I'm thankful that I don't have to.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing like being a North Carolina girl and being right smack dab in the middle of a state that harbors the best of both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, Your creation is astounding.&amp;nbsp; What fun You must have had as You fashioned every little detail.&amp;nbsp; Surely Your Glory is all around us!&amp;nbsp; Thank You for allowing us to be a part and to enjoy the fullness of all You have made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5715270018023960009?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5715270018023960009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5715270018023960009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5715270018023960009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5715270018023960009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/08/beach-or-mountains.html' title='Beach or Mountains...Mountains or Beach?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-577934692266358761</id><published>2011-08-08T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:54:42.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith faithfulness'/><title type='text'>Does God Still Speak Through Dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"He answered their prayers, because they trusted in Him."&amp;nbsp; 1 Chronicles 5:20b (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those last yummy moments of sleep this morning, I had a dream.&amp;nbsp; Some of it was pretty random...being with Melea at McDonald's and her Kindergarten teacher (Melea is in the 6th grade now.) being one of the servers and making sure that she didn't get cheese on her hamburger because she knows that's the way Melea likes it.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, who knows where dreams like that come from...other than that we had Cookout burgers last night and they forgot to put the cheese on Mine and John's.&amp;nbsp; Crazy how dreams work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part of this dream was that after the burger incident, as we were leaving McDonald's, there was this lady standing at our car.&amp;nbsp; She said that she needed a ride to Fayetteville.&amp;nbsp; I told her that I was sorry, but we were not going there.&amp;nbsp; However, she got in my car.&amp;nbsp; I prayed, "Lord, what is this lady doing in my car?&amp;nbsp; I'm not going to Fayetteville.&amp;nbsp; Please show me what to do.&amp;nbsp; Please get this woman out of my car and on her way to Fayetteville."&amp;nbsp; I drove past a couple of stores and stopped beside a hotel.&amp;nbsp; There was a group of women outside chatting beside their cars.&amp;nbsp; I asked, "Do you all know of anyone that might be going to Fayetteville?"&amp;nbsp; One lady turned around with a surprised look on her face and said, "I'm going to Fayetteville."&amp;nbsp; Happily, the two took off together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, I thought, "Wow.&amp;nbsp; That was simple.&amp;nbsp; A prayer...and an answer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how usually you have dreams and you wake up and you quickly forget all about it?&amp;nbsp; Well, that didn't happen.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't go away.&amp;nbsp; Somehow I knew that God wanted me to write it down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And maybe it was just to get me back to my blog since I only wrote one post in July.&amp;nbsp; How did that happen??&amp;nbsp; Summer is supposed to be my best writing time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking about how simply that prayer got answered in my dream.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I see that in real life.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes not so much.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it takes&amp;nbsp;a lot&amp;nbsp;longer.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the answer is not so clear.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the answer is even, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God brought to mind a couple of scriptures and a big reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Know therefore that the LORD your God is God; He is the faithful God, keeping His covenant of love to a thousand generations of those who love Him and keep His commandments."&amp;nbsp; Deuteronomy 7:9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is God.&amp;nbsp; He is faithful.&amp;nbsp; He loves us.&amp;nbsp; He sees the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other verse is &lt;em&gt;Hebrews 11:6, "And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to Him must believe that He exists and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith fails sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Oh I always believe that He exists.&amp;nbsp; And that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him.&amp;nbsp;I often fail in that too...earnestly seeking Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?&amp;nbsp; Even when I fail, He doesn't.&amp;nbsp; Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big reminder that He gave me was to look back to the very beginning of time and see Him at work.&amp;nbsp; To remember that&amp;nbsp;He was faithful to Abraham, to Noah, Moses...to a thousand generations.&amp;nbsp; Often not in their time frames...or ours.&amp;nbsp; But He is faithful.&amp;nbsp; We must have faith in that faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You that even as we sleep You are in tune with the ramblings of our minds.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for reminding me of Your faithfulness.&amp;nbsp; Thank You&amp;nbsp;for always hearing our prayers...and answering them in Your perfect timing and in Your way.&amp;nbsp; Help us to trust and to understand that Your ways are higher than our ways.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-577934692266358761?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/577934692266358761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=577934692266358761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/577934692266358761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/577934692266358761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/08/does-god-still-speak-through-dreams.html' title='Does God Still Speak Through Dreams?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7934768352976899045</id><published>2011-07-24T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:54:59.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just right'/><title type='text'>Feeling Like Goldilocks...Looking for "Just Right"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot...."&amp;nbsp; Revelation 3:15 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it hot where you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is oppressive in NC.&amp;nbsp; That's my most recent excuse for not walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This winter it was too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm feeling like&amp;nbsp; the Goldilocks and The Three Bears story.&amp;nbsp; In the summer, it's "too hot."&amp;nbsp; In the winter, it's "too cold."&amp;nbsp; In the fall and spring, most days it is "just right."&amp;nbsp; However, you can't maintain a healthy exercise routine consistently when you only participate in two of the four seasons.&amp;nbsp; And I struggle to achieve regularity in those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas...there's the treadmill.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today I discovered an excuse&amp;nbsp;not to use it...well, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a book for my job (which I love even if I have to do summer reading).&amp;nbsp; In Richard Louv's book, &lt;em&gt;Last Child in the Woods, &lt;/em&gt;I came upon this interesting bit of information.&amp;nbsp; In the section entitled, "Why the Young (and the Rest of Us) Need Nature," Louv states that,&amp;nbsp;"Researchers in England and Sweden have found that joggers who exercise in a natural green setting with trees, foliage, and landscape views feel more restored, and less anxious, angry, and depressed than people who burn the same amount of calories in gyms or other built settings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that really doesn't get me out of time on the treadmill, especially since my view is out&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;rear windows of our home...lots of trees and nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is (no pun intended), I have no excuse for not exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I feel better...and look better when I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I relate that&amp;nbsp;to the passage listed above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Revelation 3, John writes several verses that can give insight and instruction into our physical and spiritual "walks".&amp;nbsp; He says, "I know your deeds;&amp;nbsp;you have a reputation&amp;nbsp;of being alive, but you are dead.&amp;nbsp; Wake up!&amp;nbsp; Strengthen what remains and is about to die, for I have found your deeds unfinished in the sight of my God."&amp;nbsp; (vs.1-2)&amp;nbsp; And then, as I mentioned above, "I know your deeds, that you are neither hot nor cold.&amp;nbsp; I wish you were one or the other.&amp;nbsp; So, because you are lukewarm-neither hot nor cold-I am about to spit you out of my mouth." (vs. 15-16)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is not pleased when our care for our body is&amp;nbsp;random and inconsistent.&amp;nbsp; After all, it is His temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more than that, it obviously displeases Him&amp;nbsp;when our witness...out testimony...our time spent with Him is lukewarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail in that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I spend more time&amp;nbsp;checking my email than listening for His voice and reading His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the local country music station&amp;nbsp;controls the music on my mind, instead of music that leads me in praise and worship of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my attitude is controlled by that lack of time focused on Christ and praising Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody else out there battling for passion and consistency?&amp;nbsp; Trying to find the place of "Just Right"?&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;atmosphere that draws you to be your best for Him?&amp;nbsp; The time and&amp;nbsp;setting to do that thing that He has called you to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 3 concludes with this, "Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline.&amp;nbsp; So be earnest and repent.&amp;nbsp; Here I am!&amp;nbsp; I stand at the door and knock.&amp;nbsp; If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.&amp;nbsp; To him who overcomes [another translation says 'is victorious'], I will give the right to sit with me on my throne, just as I overcame and sat down with my Father on&amp;nbsp;His throne."&amp;nbsp; (vs. 19-21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how He loves you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, we are nothing apart from You.&amp;nbsp; We are&amp;nbsp;without strength.&amp;nbsp; Dead.&amp;nbsp; Lord, revive us!&amp;nbsp; Ignite the fire in us that draws us to You...and to victory!&amp;nbsp; We need You.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the&amp;nbsp;depth of Your love.&amp;nbsp; Help us to receive it.&amp;nbsp; And return it.&amp;nbsp; And sing of it.&amp;nbsp; And seek that place of "just right"...and do the thing we're supposed to do there.&amp;nbsp; You are great and greatly to be praised.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7934768352976899045?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7934768352976899045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7934768352976899045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7934768352976899045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7934768352976899045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/07/kristi-locks-and-three-excuses.html' title='Feeling Like Goldilocks...Looking for &quot;Just Right&quot;'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-536774039087907270</id><published>2011-06-30T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:09:22.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Promises Are You Believing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True....and His Name is the Word of God."&amp;nbsp; Revelation 19:11-14 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises.&amp;nbsp; They are all around us.&amp;nbsp; In magazines.&amp;nbsp; On TV.&amp;nbsp; On the products we buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we believe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently caught myself standing in front of the mirror on the first day after I&amp;nbsp;used &lt;em&gt;perfecting &lt;/em&gt;cream on my face.&amp;nbsp; Yes, after only one night.&amp;nbsp; One night of using a storebrand knockoff that promised to reduce all visible&amp;nbsp;signs of aging, to replenish moisture and restore my skin's youth.&amp;nbsp; Did I embrace that empty&amp;nbsp;vow so easily?&amp;nbsp; Did I really think that those lines between my eyebrows, wrought by years of perplexity or worry, questioning or intense listening could be erased overnight?&amp;nbsp; Or those curved lines carved by smiles or that ugly cry would simply disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago I purchased a new pair of walking shoes.&amp;nbsp; Their box proclaims that&amp;nbsp;because of the unique design,&amp;nbsp;my legs and rear end&amp;nbsp;will become toned.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A few&amp;nbsp;days after buying them, I deduced that they surely wouldn't do that if I didn't put them on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So I did.&amp;nbsp; I walked in my neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; I walked on the treadmill.&amp;nbsp; I really like them.&amp;nbsp; They're very comfy.&amp;nbsp; I feel good about walking when I'm wearing them.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;I guess I've wised up.&amp;nbsp; I'm not checking any mirrors...yet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you find yourself buying into?&amp;nbsp; What are you believing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When promises come up short, rest assured that there is "&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt; whose&amp;nbsp;Name is Faithful and True."&amp;nbsp; Are we spending time reading His promises in God's Word?&amp;nbsp; Are we putting&amp;nbsp;our confidence in Him?&amp;nbsp; Are&amp;nbsp;we &lt;em&gt;believing &lt;/em&gt;Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And without faith it is impossible to please God...."&amp;nbsp; Hebrews 11:6 (NIV)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;We must believe Him!&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key Scripture for this&amp;nbsp;post (from Revelation)&amp;nbsp;promises Jesus' return.&amp;nbsp; He is the One that we need...for whatever our need is!&amp;nbsp; He is the ultimate promise keeper!&amp;nbsp; He is Faithful and True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That prophesy in Revelation &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;be fulfilled.&amp;nbsp; Jesus will return!&amp;nbsp; Will He find us believing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for Your promises.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your Word that is readily available to us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Jesus, the embodiment of Your Word and Your promises to us.&amp;nbsp; Help us in our unbelief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-536774039087907270?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/536774039087907270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=536774039087907270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/536774039087907270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/536774039087907270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/06/whose-promises-are-you-believing.html' title='Whose Promises Are You Believing?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3200770213134320822</id><published>2011-06-25T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T08:08:26.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Using That Gift?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Each of you should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God's grace in its various forms.&amp;nbsp; If anyone speaks, he should do it as one speaking the very words of God.&amp;nbsp; If anyone serves, he should do it with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; To Him be the glory and the power for ever and ever.&amp;nbsp; Amen."&amp;nbsp; 1 Peter 4:10-11 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, do you ever use the book &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;gave you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the question my darlin' 11 year old asked me one morning as I was having my quiet time.&amp;nbsp; For Christmas she gave me a little gift book that she bought with her own money.&amp;nbsp; I'm ashamed to admit that it had gotten buried in the basket beside my comfy quiet time chair.&amp;nbsp; You better believe that I got it out and it is now a part of my morning time with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My primary "love language" is gifts.&amp;nbsp; I understand the joy that comes from giving a gift from the heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know the desire to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; that&amp;nbsp;present being used by the recipient...the see the pleasure it brings.&amp;nbsp; How could I have treated my precious little one's gift so carelessly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about lots of gifts I've received...from my parents, my other children, my husband, my students, my friends.&amp;nbsp; Have I demonstrated thankfulness and allowed them to see me delight in it and put it to good use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, and what about the gifts that God has given me?&amp;nbsp; Those that He so graciously bestowed on me?&amp;nbsp; Am I using my gifts for Him...in the strength He provides...for His glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp; How has God gifted you?&amp;nbsp; Are you stepping out in faith to use that gift for Him?&amp;nbsp; If so, don't you know that it brings Him great pleasure!&amp;nbsp; Let's vow to do just that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for loving us.&amp;nbsp; Thank&amp;nbsp;You for gifting us, trusting us to bring glory to Your Name.&amp;nbsp; Strengthen us, guide us, equip us to use those gifts to honor You.&amp;nbsp; We love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3200770213134320822?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3200770213134320822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3200770213134320822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3200770213134320822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3200770213134320822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-using-that-gift.html' title='Are You Using That Gift?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7305737976671124594</id><published>2011-06-21T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:41:52.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Are You Running With?  Are You Even Running?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"You were running a good race.&amp;nbsp; Who cut in on you and kept you from obeying the truth?"&amp;nbsp; Galatians 5:7 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I just have to say, this is not about running...literally.&amp;nbsp; I am not a runner...most likely never will be.&amp;nbsp; But whether we are talking about physically running, or walking as followers of Christ, growing in discipleship, or&amp;nbsp;following in obedience to God's call, it is vital to have the right folks "running" with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I mentioned running, let's think about physical activity.&amp;nbsp; Don't you think that you are more likely to stick with a fitness program if you have someone to hold you accountable?&amp;nbsp; Even if you don't actually do the exercise together, just a person that &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; your desire for getting in better shape and encourages you along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our Christian walk and as we grow as disciples of Christ, it is so beneficial to have mentors to guide us and friends to stand strong with us as we aim to follow Romans 12:2 that tells us, "&lt;em&gt;Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;It can be difficult to be &lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;the world but not &lt;em&gt;of&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;the world.&amp;nbsp; We need fellow warriors to urge us onward to victory, &amp;nbsp;and to rally alongside us in the battles that we face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we seek to be obedient to God's call in our lives, it is essential to "hang out" with people that feel that same leading...to be "iron sharpening iron"...growing and learning together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, if God has called you to adopt, seek out those who have adopted or are currently pursuing adoption.&amp;nbsp; We did that when we adopted our daughter from China.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;sought counsel of those who understood "the call" and all the ins and outs of the long process.&amp;nbsp; They encouraged us and supported us as we walked an unfamiliar path.&amp;nbsp; In return, we have had the blessing of being able to counsel others as they walked their adoption journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps God has called you to speak...to share your testimony or a message that God has spoken over you.&amp;nbsp; You need to find others that feel the same urge.&amp;nbsp; Join with them.&amp;nbsp; Learn from them.&amp;nbsp; Next month there is a wonderful conference near Charlotte, NC called &lt;a href="http://shespeaksconference.com/"&gt;She Speaks.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 31 ministries also offers &lt;a href="http://nextstepspeakerservices.org/"&gt;Next Step Speakers Services&lt;/a&gt; to train, challenge, and spur you on.&amp;nbsp; In October the &lt;a href="http://www.vondaskelton.com/"&gt;Christian Communicators Conference&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;will be held in SC, providing an intimate learning experience with excellent leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has God called you to write for Him?&amp;nbsp; Is there a book hiding somewhere within your heart and mind longing to make its way into the hands of readers?&amp;nbsp; Is there knowledge that you should be sharing with others through articles, blogs, or other media?&amp;nbsp; Seek out people with that same desire.&amp;nbsp; Join a writer's group.&amp;nbsp; Watch for God to put people in your path that share your interest.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing how he works all things for good according to His purposes!&amp;nbsp; Attend writer's conferences.&amp;nbsp; There is a plethora of options, depending on your genre.&amp;nbsp; If you write for children or teens, look into &lt;a href="http://write2igniteblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Write2Ignite!,&lt;/a&gt; an excellent conference that will take place in March.&amp;nbsp; Coming up in July, Write2Ignite! is having a one day workshop called &lt;strong&gt;A Day Apart&lt;/strong&gt; near Charlotte, NC.&amp;nbsp; You can find out about that at the Write2Ignite! link.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;a href="http://brmcwc.com/"&gt;Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writers Conference&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is held each spring and is amazing.&amp;nbsp; Be bold.&amp;nbsp; Step out in obedience.&amp;nbsp; If you don't already have writers around you, attending these conferences will bring new friends your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...who are &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;running with?&amp;nbsp; Are you surrounded by those who encourage you in your journey with God?&amp;nbsp; Or as the verse above says, are there people in your life that are "cutting in on you"...keeping you from being obedient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you even running???&amp;nbsp; Are you pursuing God and His call on your life?&amp;nbsp; He has huge plans for you...&lt;em&gt;"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&amp;nbsp; (Jeremiah 29:11)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;He has gifted you to do something special for Him.&amp;nbsp; Do you hear His call?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, help us to run toward You!&amp;nbsp; Help us to run with our arms open wide and our hands stretched out in willingness to do whatever You call us to do.&amp;nbsp; Guide our every step as we seek to follow in obedience to You.&amp;nbsp; Teach us through Your Word.&amp;nbsp; Equip us, as You promised in Your Word.&amp;nbsp; Keep us from giving in to fear and the lies of the evil one.&amp;nbsp; Help us as we run to and for You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7305737976671124594?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7305737976671124594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7305737976671124594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7305737976671124594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7305737976671124594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/06/who-are-you-running-with-are-you-even.html' title='Who Are You Running With?  Are You Even Running?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5387290646186514945</id><published>2011-06-10T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:30:27.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Guided....Do We Follow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, 'This is the way; walk in it.'"&amp;nbsp; Isaiah 30:21 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Emily had to be totally disgusted with me.&amp;nbsp; She kept giving me directions and I didn't follow.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to do only what was familiar...follow routes I had travelled before.&amp;nbsp; She kept saying, "Recalculating."&amp;nbsp; Emily is my Garmin, of course...providing travel instructions in a beautiful British accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just got me to thinkin' how often God directs me...lays out a map...and instructs me turn by turn and yet I choose my own way...the one that is familiar, most comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I have gotten there quicker or easier with Emily's directions?&amp;nbsp; Perhaps.&amp;nbsp; I'll never know that.&amp;nbsp; I chose my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about God's way?&amp;nbsp; His way might be quicker...or take longer.&amp;nbsp; It could be as smooth as freshly&amp;nbsp;paved highways...or as unpleasant as the bumpiest, pothole laden roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we must trust that His way is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily may be working from satellites in space.&amp;nbsp; God is the One who created that space...and this earth...the past, the present, and He is the only One who knows the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel His way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creator God, help us to hear Your voice and follow in the way that You lead, knowing that You will never leave us wherever the road takes us.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5387290646186514945?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5387290646186514945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5387290646186514945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5387290646186514945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5387290646186514945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-guideddo-we-follow.html' title='We&apos;re Guided....Do We Follow?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2692618604747360683</id><published>2011-06-06T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:00:39.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingers Behaving Badly</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"When you were slaves to sin, you were free from the control of righteousness.&amp;nbsp; What benefit did you reap at that time from the things you are now ashamed of?&amp;nbsp; Those things result in death!&amp;nbsp; But now that you have been set free from sin and have become slaves to God, the benefit you reap leads to holiness, and the result is eternal life."&amp;nbsp; Romans 6:20-22 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your fingers ever have a mind of their own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently mine do...and it's a little embarrassing...and quite comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fake fingernails.&amp;nbsp; And I love them.&amp;nbsp; Every three weeks, I head to my favorite nail salon and get them filed off, recoated, buffed, painted, and renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so funny that in one of the steps of the process, I've found my dear nail&amp;nbsp;artist having to battle a couple of my fingers that just want to do their own thing while he's working!&amp;nbsp; He has to hold them down and control them so that they don't mess things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, it's probably not just our fingers that&amp;nbsp;can get out of control...but our whole selves...beginning in our minds, our thoughts, our desires.&amp;nbsp; Then that gets played out with our bodies...with what we do, how we act, where we go, words we say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as believers in Jesus Christ, have His Holy Spirit dwelling in us.&amp;nbsp; Our bodies are His temple.&amp;nbsp; Are we treating it as such?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are a testimony to the way we allow Him to dwell in us.&amp;nbsp; Are we living in a way that pleases and honors Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I must admit.&amp;nbsp; It's not just my fingers that get out of control.&amp;nbsp; And I'm so&amp;nbsp;thankful that I am not a slave to sin, but to God...and His righteousness.&amp;nbsp; He holds me in His hand...and is powerful enough to control me...as long as I yield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for the provision of a new life in You!&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the pathway to holiness...and eternal life.&amp;nbsp; Help us to yield control to You,&amp;nbsp;trust in the power of Your mighty hand in our lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2692618604747360683?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2692618604747360683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2692618604747360683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2692618604747360683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2692618604747360683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/06/fingers-behaving-badly.html' title='Fingers Behaving Badly'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1960041111957731897</id><published>2011-06-01T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:05:34.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascinated...Frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"But may all who seek You rejoice and be glad in You; may those who long for Your saving help always say, 'The LORD is great!'"&amp;nbsp; Psalm 40:16 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the Verizon store giddy with excitement.&amp;nbsp; When the salesman asked me how he could help me, I said, "I want to be SMART...and Fascinating!"&amp;nbsp; (Okay, for those of you less than tech-savvy folks...like me, I was shopping for a SMART phone called the Fascinate.)&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if he enjoyed my play on words or not.&amp;nbsp; But I'm having a blast talking about&amp;nbsp;my new state of &amp;nbsp;Fascinating-ness...even if other people don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We perused the choices of smart phones, listened to his tutelage of the pros and cons of the vast array of communication tools.&amp;nbsp; I liked the Fascinate phone...and not just because of it's cool name and that I can officially say that&amp;nbsp;I am &lt;strong&gt;Fascinate-ed&lt;/strong&gt;...and when using it that I am &lt;strong&gt;Fascinate-ing&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made the purchase.&amp;nbsp; He switched over all my contacts and handled all of the computer-ish type stuff.&amp;nbsp; I left the store all giggly, practically skipping to the car!&amp;nbsp; It was a bit of a bummer that I couldn't explore all of its possibilities right&amp;nbsp;away, as I had to take it home and plug it in to charge for a couple of hours.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited, though, that I read the "Tips, Hints, and Shortcuts" manual provided.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, they wrote this mini-manual for people who obviously already know how to use a smart phone.&amp;nbsp; The phone finally was charged.&amp;nbsp; It was time to try it out!&amp;nbsp; Can I just say that the phone might be smart, but it doesn't figure itself out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...not only am I Fascinated, but I'm frustrated too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have successfully completed a few tasks on the phone...basic phone calling...checking the weather...downloading a game for my daughter (who thinks the phone partially belongs to her)...and&amp;nbsp;scrolling and tapping...no swiping...and putting on a voicemail message that touts the possibility that I may not have answered the call because I couldn't figure it out. I have tried&amp;nbsp;to email from the phone, text (before I found out that my "plan" didn't include texting...but for more money, I could add that), and load a couple of apps&amp;nbsp;and gotten this response...Task Failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm headed to Charlotte for some personal tutoring from a couple of SMART daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much in life that is way more frustrating than the insignificant issue of learning to use a phone.&amp;nbsp; Waaaayyy more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When we find ourselves crying out for HELP, we need to go the &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; Manual...for guidance, for reassurance, for encouragement, and for the reminder&amp;nbsp;that "&lt;em&gt;God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present &lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt; in trouble."&amp;nbsp; (Psalm 46:1)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love this verse that says&lt;em&gt;, "The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and He helps me.&amp;nbsp; My heart leaps for joy and with my song I praise Him."&amp;nbsp; (Psalm 28:7)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we take our frustrations to Him and be fascinated&amp;nbsp;by the way He sees us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, "Because You are [our] help, [we] sing in the shadow of Your wings." (Ps. 63:7)&amp;nbsp; We join those saints as we remember&amp;nbsp;that "Thus far&amp;nbsp;[You],&amp;nbsp;the LORD&amp;nbsp;[have] helped us." (1 Sam. 7:12)&amp;nbsp; We believe that You will continue!&amp;nbsp; We proclaim that&amp;nbsp;You are our&amp;nbsp;"help...the One who sustains [us]!&amp;nbsp; (Psalm 54:4)&amp;nbsp; Fascinate us with Your power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1960041111957731897?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1960041111957731897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1960041111957731897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1960041111957731897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1960041111957731897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/06/fascinatedfrustrated.html' title='Fascinated...Frustrated'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3526420325647596820</id><published>2011-05-26T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:12:20.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Change of Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps."&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 16:9 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was halfway down the street before I realized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I set out on my morning walk, it was with plans to take that extra lap...the one that goes uphill...and get it accomplished, and wrap it up with the final stretch being more level, easier part of the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I forged ahead.&amp;nbsp; At first I was wishing that I had my IPOD...to listen to some praise music (or Scotty McCreery...yes, he's made me a country fan)...or a sermon.&amp;nbsp; But that wasn't a part of the plan.&amp;nbsp; So I moved right in to some sweet prayer time.&amp;nbsp; I thanked God for many things, one being the beauty of the day...and asked Him to guide my steps through it...to show me His plans...and help me to follow them.&amp;nbsp; I was so busy talking that it caught me off guard when I was on the "home stretch" and hadn't circled back for&amp;nbsp;that uphill lap.&amp;nbsp; As I made my way back up that street, I understood why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had answered my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my walk was in the company of one of His saints...a precious, tiny Chinese woman.&amp;nbsp; She's the grandmother of one of my (Chinese) daughter's friends.&amp;nbsp; I know that she has had some health problems...and she looks so frail.&amp;nbsp; So I slowed my pace.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed a lovely conversation...with talk of China...her husband's ministry here...(He's retired, but working hard to further the kingdom.)...the cultural differences in ministry and in family life...our daughter's adoption...and the joy of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pace was slower, but that little fireball took me on three more uphill laps.&amp;nbsp; Funny, I was concerned about her, and said, "Do we need to stop now?"&amp;nbsp; She told me, "No, we go one more, then you can go home."&amp;nbsp; I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious.&amp;nbsp; I pray that in some way that time was a blessing to her.&amp;nbsp; I know it was to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want to be mindful to allow Him to determine my steps...and not be caught up in plans of my own.&amp;nbsp; When I pray for Him to guide me, I want to pray it believing that He will do it...and watch expectantly for His way to be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:3 says, &lt;em&gt;"Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and He will establish your plans."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LORD, help me to do just that...commit...believe...and follow.&amp;nbsp; We know that You are the One from whom all blessings flow.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your plans.&amp;nbsp; We know that they are to prosper us and not to harm us and to give us hope for the future.&amp;nbsp; (Jer.29:11)&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3526420325647596820?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3526420325647596820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3526420325647596820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3526420325647596820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3526420325647596820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/05/lovely-change-of-plan.html' title='A Lovely Change of Plan'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-208026056764843119</id><published>2011-05-23T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:19:19.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Committing to the Uphill Climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.&amp;nbsp; Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength...they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."&amp;nbsp; Isaiah 40:29-31 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not give any credibility to the prophesy that the rapture was going to happen on May 21.&amp;nbsp; However, I must say that I was disappointed that Jesus didn't return.&amp;nbsp; I have to confess to the longing for that trumpet sound and for Him to "step out on a cloud to call His children," as one of my favorite songs says.&amp;nbsp; But He didn't.&amp;nbsp; And we're still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took my walk this morning, I was faced with the decision to return home or to go an extra lap.&amp;nbsp; That would incur another uphill climb.&amp;nbsp; I decided to press on.&amp;nbsp; Before I knew it, I was past the incline and heading downhill...surrounded by lovely, cool breezes and the smell of gardenias.&amp;nbsp; There was also the satisfaction that I made a little more progress toward my goal, and that I found strength that I didn't know I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I look at the "hills" in life, I really just want to go home...my heavenly home.&amp;nbsp; And as I look around me, so many are not just facing hills, but giant mountains.&amp;nbsp; Tornados that rip through homes, businesses, hospitals...stealing lives literally and figuratively.&amp;nbsp; Three young dads at my daughter's school are facing cancer.&amp;nbsp; A friend's one year old baby girl is fighting for her life after a diagnosis of a neuroblastoma.&amp;nbsp; Families are broken...children&amp;nbsp;struggling through&amp;nbsp;things that a child should never have to deal with.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will bring healing...hearts mended...eternity in the presence of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get ready for the climb.&amp;nbsp; Let's press on until He comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to a few more lines from Isaiah 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do you not know?&amp;nbsp; Have you not heard?&amp;nbsp; The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.&amp;nbsp; He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; We must trust the One who knows all...the One who created...the everlasting One...the One who provides our strength...the One who is pursuing us and who desires to make us one with Him until the day of His return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think He would say, "Keep climbing.&amp;nbsp; I'm coming!"&amp;nbsp; And then I think we'll realize the accomplishment of our endurance...and feel the eternal cool breezes and smell the aroma of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we can't do this life alone.&amp;nbsp; We need You.&amp;nbsp; And You planned it that way.&amp;nbsp; Your plan is perfect.&amp;nbsp; Help us to trust in Your way.&amp;nbsp; Strengthen us.&amp;nbsp; Guide us.&amp;nbsp; We long for You.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-208026056764843119?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/208026056764843119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=208026056764843119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/208026056764843119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/208026056764843119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/05/committing-to-uphill-climb.html' title='Committing to the Uphill Climb'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2481043750119048046</id><published>2011-05-13T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T22:45:25.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dwellin' on the Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things."&amp;nbsp; Philippians 4:8 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering today where your thoughts are dwellin'.&amp;nbsp; Are you feeling pretty positive, cruising along, enjoying the ride?&amp;nbsp; Or have circumstances got you a little bogged down, with negative thoughts rallying to cloud your view?&amp;nbsp; I think we've all spent time on both sides of that highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads of our lives stretch before us...and behind...yielding themselves to mountains and valleys, twists and turns, miles of straight and narrow, speed limits that creep or propel us with rocket force... lulling us into complacency or totally threatening to undo us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situations, like those orange and white barrels on the road, can guide us surely to our destination&amp;nbsp;or shock us with evidence of a barricade or detour.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's peering through your "windshield"...or looming off in the distance?&amp;nbsp; What thoughts pop up as you view the sights?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are things going in your home?&amp;nbsp; How's your marriage?&amp;nbsp; What's going on with your children...their school...their teacher?&amp;nbsp; What about your job situation or your spouse's job...or lack thereof?&amp;nbsp; How's your church life?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How's your social life?&amp;nbsp; What's the state of your friendships?&amp;nbsp; Are you able to balance the demands coming your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's easy to get overwhelmed...to drift down a road of defeat.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Let's pray first for God to show us&amp;nbsp;His Way...and assure us with His plan.&amp;nbsp; Then let's choose to dwell on the good...citing the words in Philippians&amp;nbsp;4:8 (above)...and focus our thinking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's dwell on the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, our paths are often trying.&amp;nbsp; We grow weary and worn.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes our thoughts spiral downwards, causing us to be negative and critical.&amp;nbsp; Help us to keep our minds on things&amp;nbsp;above...and to focus on You and Your promises.&amp;nbsp; Help us with our thinkin'...and our dwellin'.&amp;nbsp; We love&amp;nbsp;You and trust You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2481043750119048046?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2481043750119048046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2481043750119048046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2481043750119048046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2481043750119048046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/05/dwellin-on-good.html' title='Dwellin&apos; on the Good'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7192187918051192819</id><published>2011-05-03T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:44:26.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's In A Name?...Everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Jesus said to her, 'Mary."&amp;nbsp; John 20:16 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband called my name from the kitchen, "Kristi."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost sounded odd.&amp;nbsp; Rather than the usual "Honey" or "Baby" or "Baby Cakes" or "Sugar."&amp;nbsp; (And no, I wasn't even in trouble.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me that I rarely hear my first name.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;daughters call me "Mom" or "Mommy" or "Mama."&amp;nbsp; My students and co-workers refer to me as "Mrs. Butler."&amp;nbsp; I can just hear my best buddies saying, "Hey Friend!" or "Hey Girl!"&amp;nbsp; When I&amp;nbsp;phone my Mama and Daddy, they usually say, "Hey Baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like all of those names and terms of endearment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...one day, my name...and &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;name is going to be spoken by Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine?&amp;nbsp; Just close your eyes and think about it.&amp;nbsp; Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Speaking your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought makes me want to fall to my knees.&amp;nbsp; Ah, to be able to cry out, as Mary did, with recognition of His voice...to see Him face to face.&amp;nbsp; Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, lover of our souls, do You too long for that day when You will speak our name and reach out Your arms to welcome us into Your presence?&amp;nbsp; We long for You and delight in the reality that You love us personally...individually...unconditionally...perfectly.&amp;nbsp; We love You...Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7192187918051192819?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7192187918051192819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7192187918051192819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7192187918051192819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7192187918051192819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-in-nameeverything.html' title='What&apos;s In A Name?...Everything!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-570700223925690709</id><published>2011-05-01T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:58:44.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Not Here Either</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Therefore we are always confident and know that as long as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord.&amp;nbsp; We live by faith, not by sight.&amp;nbsp; We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord."&amp;nbsp; 2 Corinthians 5:6-8 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my Grandy's grave today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked to his tombstone, I whispered, "We sure do miss you."&amp;nbsp; With tear-filled eyes, I told him that I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear it audibly...just the words in my head..."He's not here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought back to the butterflies that we released last week at school.&amp;nbsp; Left behind is a shell...the chrysalis.&amp;nbsp; The butterfly...the living being...was set free.&amp;nbsp; Beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Perfect.&amp;nbsp; Soaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place that we buried my sweet Grandy's body doesn't really contain &lt;em&gt;him.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; He is present with the Lord!&amp;nbsp; Healthy.&amp;nbsp; Whole.&amp;nbsp; Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for Your love.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the promise of heaven...that we "know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven."&amp;nbsp; We long to see You...and Grandy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-570700223925690709?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/570700223925690709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=570700223925690709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/570700223925690709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/570700223925690709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/05/hes-not-here-either.html' title='He&apos;s Not Here Either'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1895510966332016096</id><published>2011-04-23T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:18:38.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"He is not here; He is risen, just as He said.&amp;nbsp; Come and see the place where He lay."&amp;nbsp; Matthew 28:6 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could not fathom all that meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that emptiness, we can be full.&amp;nbsp; Because of His sacrifice, the gap that separated us from Him has been "crossed".&amp;nbsp; Not only do we have the promise of a future with Him, but a NOW with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit is the fulfillment...the full fill meant for all that's empty in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is that we all too often try to fill the void that exists in our lives...the one that is meant for God...with all sorts of other things...some harmless...some not.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you fill your emptiness?&amp;nbsp; Where do you go for the love that can only be found in Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus said, "It is finished," He knew that our search was over.&amp;nbsp; He knew that He not only bridged the abyss between God and man, but also provided the ultimate source of satisfaction...complete...perfect...everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty paved the way for Full...and empty tomb...a life full of hope, of love, of peace...the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we can't begin to fathom Your love, Your sacrifice, or the depth of your dying and conquering death.&amp;nbsp; Open our eyes.&amp;nbsp; Help us to see.&amp;nbsp; You are the answer.&amp;nbsp; You are our everything.&amp;nbsp; You are our source of whatever we need.&amp;nbsp; Help us to seek fulfillment in You alone.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your love...for Your power...Your plan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1895510966332016096?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1895510966332016096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1895510966332016096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1895510966332016096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1895510966332016096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/04/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-357954987147922266</id><published>2011-04-21T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:27:12.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking With Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men...."&amp;nbsp; Colossians 3:23 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It drives my husband crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't stroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it.&amp;nbsp; It isn't in my genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would know it if you've ever been anywhere with me and&amp;nbsp;my mother...or my grandmother, in her younger days.&amp;nbsp; We walk with purpose...at a brisk pace...no strolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...when my hubby wants a leisurely stroll on the beach or in the neighborhood, I have a hard time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my effort to get in better shape...even if often a feeble attempt, I've been more conscious of the walking that I do in my normal routine...around the house...to the playground, and even in the halls at school...to walk with purpose, to feel it in my muscles, to make it count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&amp;nbsp; I want to apply that to other areas of my life.&amp;nbsp; My "walk" with the Lord...the time spent with Him...in His Word...in prayer...in praise...in thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; In my journey through life with my husband...to honor him, respect him, appreciate him, love him...and stroll with him when he wants.&amp;nbsp; As I parent my children...to set the example that God would have me set...to love unconditionally...to support...to encourage...to give freely of my time and attention...to share my passion for Christ.&amp;nbsp; I pray to walk with purpose in my job...in my writing...to be diligent...to be all that God has called me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp; What "muscles" in your life need some purposeful flexing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I commit myself to You.&amp;nbsp; Walk with me.&amp;nbsp; Help me to walk with passion...with purpose.&amp;nbsp; Lead me today.&amp;nbsp; I love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-357954987147922266?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/357954987147922266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=357954987147922266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/357954987147922266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/357954987147922266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/04/walking-with-purpose.html' title='Walking With Purpose'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8155016383793490410</id><published>2011-04-13T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:40:46.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Against All Odds</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'"&amp;nbsp; Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the key verse for the &lt;strong&gt;movie&lt;/strong&gt; we saw last weekend...at our local cinema...not in a church...in a theater.&amp;nbsp; Against all odds, God's goodness, plans, power, and provision were displayed beautifully...and apologetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is one that also goes against all odds...that of a young surfer with amazing potential who loses an arm in a shark attack... yet conquers her fears...holds onto her faith...fights hard for her dream...and wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a true story...one of amazing inspiration.&amp;nbsp; The title is Soul Surfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think of myself as an "activist", but this is one time that I am encouraging you to send Hollywood a message.&amp;nbsp; Let's show screenwriters, producers, Hollywood moguls that we crave wholesome entertainment.&amp;nbsp; Movie tickets are expensive, but this is worth paying full price!&amp;nbsp; Let your voice be heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast is strong...Annasophia Robb, Dennis Quaid, Helen Hunt, and Carrie Underwood...the script compelling...the scenery in Hawaii full of God's splendor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a peek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QRENI4f-WDQ" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's proclaim our desire to enjoy movies that go against the odds of popularity and a culture that seems to believe that anything is acceptable except Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, in a world that seems to shout anything but Your Name, thank You for those that were willing to take the chance to stand up for faith and Your goodness.&amp;nbsp; Lord, I pray that all those who participated in the making of this movie will be forever changed because of the message of Soul Surfer.&amp;nbsp; I pray for you to draw multitudes to see the movie and that the impact will be profound!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note...this movie is not for small children, as it could be frightening. It was not graphic or gruesome. Do take some tissues. The heartache...and the inspiration of victory will bring you to tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-8155016383793490410?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8155016383793490410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8155016383793490410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8155016383793490410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8155016383793490410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/04/against-all-odds.html' title='Against All Odds'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QRENI4f-WDQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7264778255815828114</id><published>2011-04-07T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:43:36.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prone to Wander...But Let's Don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation.&amp;nbsp; The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak."&amp;nbsp; Matthew 26:41 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tempts you?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really have to tell me.&amp;nbsp; Just think about it.&amp;nbsp; Do you find that you &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to make the right choices but sometimes you find yourself in a weak spot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's no surprise to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Word tells us that &lt;em&gt;"No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind.&amp;nbsp; And God is faithful; He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.&amp;nbsp; But when you are tempted, He will also provide a way out so that you can endure it."&amp;nbsp; 1 Corinthians 10:13 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the great hymn, &lt;em&gt;Come, Thou Fount&lt;/em&gt;, the writer pens the words, "O to grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be!&amp;nbsp; Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to Thee.&amp;nbsp; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love; here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we must "watch and pray"...for Him to seal our hearts...to provide a way out when we're tempted.&amp;nbsp; And realize the depth of the grace poured out on us daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, speaking of grace, you've got to listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DDDlxmsciqY" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we stand amazed at the grace that You bestow on us with each new day.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your sacrifice on our behalf.&amp;nbsp; Help us as we walk on from here.&amp;nbsp; "Lead us not into temptation; but deliver us from evil."&amp;nbsp; Protect us, we pray.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7264778255815828114?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7264778255815828114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7264778255815828114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7264778255815828114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7264778255815828114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/04/prone-to-wanderbut-lets-dont.html' title='Prone to Wander...But Let&apos;s Don&apos;t'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DDDlxmsciqY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5720562181184218504</id><published>2011-03-22T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T19:59:57.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some is Better Than None...And More is Better Than Some...Except When it is Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Whoever gives heed to instruction prospers, and blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD."&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 16:20 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 30 minutes left before my daughter and I needed to leave for her piano lesson.&amp;nbsp; My consistency (in the last week or so) in walking had been good.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to keep that going.&amp;nbsp; I decided that I could make a quick round of the neighborhood before we had to head out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on my sneakers and took off...at a brisk clip.&amp;nbsp; I got winded going up the hill, but pressed on.&amp;nbsp; I focused on the straight stretch beyond me...still uphill...and kept going.&amp;nbsp; I finally reached the summit and headed downhill.&amp;nbsp; That's when the enemy started talking.&amp;nbsp; "You know that you're really not walking that far.&amp;nbsp; It probably doesn't even count.&amp;nbsp; How much good can a 20 minute walk do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Surely some is better than none."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to taunt me.&amp;nbsp; "You know you'll never keep this up.&amp;nbsp; Why even try?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I encouraged myself..."Surely some is better than none."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered that scenario, I couldn't help but relate it to my spiritual walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like on crazy busy mornings when my hubby is out of town and I'm trying to get breakfast and lunch fixed and get my girlie to school on time and myself to work on time and I didn't get up extra early to spend time in the Word...but I make sure that I get at least a snippet of devotion time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some is better than none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God has spoken volumes to me in times of devotional reading.&amp;nbsp; Even when I didn't have time to leisurely sit and soak up His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's better not to skip either...the walk...even if it's short...time to hear from God before you start your day...even if it's a brief word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; is better than some.&amp;nbsp; I hope I'm going to lengthen my walk as I build endurance and get in better shape.&amp;nbsp; And I long to spend time just soaking in the goodness of His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's not get discouraged with our offering of "some."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must add a disclaimer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The some...and the more...that are better apply to things that are actually good for us...as our key verse said, of heeded instruction...like obedience to God, time in His Word, time in prayer, and so on...as well as healthy eating and exercise...and fiber (well maybe not too much)...and wise choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't apply to butter...and cookie dough...and sugar...and ice cream...and the biggest steak on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, thank You for accepting my "mite."&amp;nbsp; Thank You for hanging in there with me when I fall down...or when I'm inconsistent.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for taking my smallest offering and multiplying it because that's just what You do.&amp;nbsp; Help me with my somes...and mores...and to stay away from the things that don't apply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5720562181184218504?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5720562181184218504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5720562181184218504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5720562181184218504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5720562181184218504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-is-better-than-noneand-more-is.html' title='Some is Better Than None...And More is Better Than Some...Except When it is Not'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3310665733221469304</id><published>2011-03-18T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:33:05.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer...Like Incense</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"May my prayer be set before You like incense..."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 141:2a (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder, with your prayer life, if you're doing it right??&amp;nbsp; Do you ever feel like you're just an &lt;em&gt;asking&lt;/em&gt; machine?&amp;nbsp; Do you ever puzzle as to whether God thinks,&amp;nbsp;"Oh no, here she is again....What is it this time?...What does she need of&amp;nbsp;Me now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been mulling over that lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I've heard several formulas for praying...given in acrostics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise&lt;br /&gt;Repent&lt;br /&gt;Ask&lt;br /&gt;Yield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoration&lt;br /&gt;Confession&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;Supplication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm a little baffled by the&amp;nbsp;word &lt;em&gt;supplication&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm guessing that means asking...could look it up in the dictionary, but choosing to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do it right...Praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I do alright with the admonition in 1 Thessalonians 5:17 to "pray continually."&amp;nbsp; Throughout my day I find myself saying things like, "Wow!&amp;nbsp; Thank You, God for this beautiful weather!"&amp;nbsp; or sometimes I am reminded of that little rhyming prayer that I learned as a child that says, "Thank&amp;nbsp;You for the world so sweet.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the food we eat.&amp;nbsp; Thank&amp;nbsp;You for the birds that sing.&amp;nbsp; Thank You, God, for everything."&amp;nbsp; I think of that often when I hear birds singing in the&amp;nbsp;morning...their praise to Him.&amp;nbsp; I don't think He&amp;nbsp;minds that I recite it.&amp;nbsp; I offer other random words of thanks throughout the day...and at mealtime...and before I go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like so much of what I do is &lt;em&gt;asking.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Very little of it is for myself.&amp;nbsp; Most of it is intercession for people that I've told, "I will pray for you."&amp;nbsp; I really try to take that commitment seriously.&amp;nbsp; Of course, a huge amount of my requests involve my family...my daughters, their husbands, &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;husband, my parents, my grandmother, my brother and his family, and so on.&amp;nbsp; From the time I wake up...and throughout the day...and night, I keep asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to be intentional in reminding myself of those acrostics and "following the plan".&amp;nbsp; But it seems that as I'm "thanking," I always ending up moving into another request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed about it...yes, &lt;em&gt;asked &lt;/em&gt;God to help me pray right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that He said, "Don't put Me in a box.&amp;nbsp; I'm not about a formula."&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure that He led me to His Word and guided me through reading and then turning His Words back into prayers of thanksgiving and praise.&amp;nbsp; Yes, and even confession.&amp;nbsp; Then He brought songs to my mind...mostly hymns...that propelled me into worship and more praise.&amp;nbsp; And I didn't have to do any of those in a particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I took a little tour of prayer via &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;Bible Gateway&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I was encouraged by my findings.&amp;nbsp; Throughout Scripture there was a LOT of asking going on...by Abraham, Moses, Hannah, Samuel, Daniel,&amp;nbsp;David, Elijah..the list goes on and on...and includes Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I even felt encouraged by the parable of the persistent widow in Luke 18:1, which says, &lt;em&gt;"Then Jesus told His disciples a parable to show them that they should always pray and not give up."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Also in Luke 11, as Jesus taught on prayer, in verse 9 we are told, &lt;em&gt;"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;And in Ephesians 6:18, Paul tells us to &lt;em&gt;"Pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my "take away" was this.&amp;nbsp; Yes, even the asking is "incense" to God...because He cares about everything that concerns me (and you).&amp;nbsp; He loves me...beyond my ability to fathom...and loves to hear from me.&amp;nbsp; When I speak to Him throughout the day, it doesn't need to follow a formula.&amp;nbsp; It is vital, however, that I spend time in His Word...and respond in prayers of thankfulness, praise, confession...and then, yes, with asking.&amp;nbsp; I also need to yield to His drawing me to praise through hymns and songs of praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the one He gave me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U-3d2QZ2rPE" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely God is smelling some incense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our God, we worship You.&amp;nbsp; We praise You.&amp;nbsp; We lift our requests to You.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your great love for us...love that knows no bounds.&amp;nbsp; We love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3310665733221469304?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3310665733221469304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3310665733221469304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3310665733221469304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3310665733221469304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayerlike-incense.html' title='Prayer...Like Incense'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/U-3d2QZ2rPE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1502573054947305929</id><published>2011-03-11T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:02:30.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Reigning and There's Reining In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"For as&amp;nbsp;[she] thinketh in [her]heart, so is [she]...."&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 23:7 (KJV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it started with thinking about someone else's thinking...and&amp;nbsp;her words...words that were critical...even snarky...words that hurt my feelings a little bit.&amp;nbsp; We're a little more than acquaintances, but a little less than close friends...but her words stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is that as I wrestled with my response to her snarkiness, I realized that I had become a snark myself...about her.&amp;nbsp; And that I can venture off into snarkiness with the best of them!&amp;nbsp; Not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed, "Lord, reign in my thoughts!"&amp;nbsp; And I meant it in two ways.&amp;nbsp; It's a matter of spelling...and&amp;nbsp;homophones.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was REIGN in my thoughts.&amp;nbsp; In other words, "Lord, be the God of my thoughts! Be present in them.&amp;nbsp; Help them to honor You, to glorify You."&amp;nbsp; As Psalm 19:14 says, "Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in Thy sight, LORD, my rock&amp;nbsp;and my redeemer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the second is to REIN IN my thoughts...like stopping a horse by pulling in on the reins.&amp;nbsp; Control them!&amp;nbsp; Keep them from charging off in the wrong direction!&amp;nbsp; Help me to follow the words in Philippians 4:8 that say, "...whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Matthew and Luke tell us, we...I...must to be careful to remove the "plank" from my own eye...allow God to work in &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;heart...watch my way of thinking...and my way of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks, Lord, for that lesson.&amp;nbsp; Please help my heart to "thinketh" in a way that shows I belong to You and desire deeply to honor You.&amp;nbsp; Reign in and rein in my thoughts...and thus the words I speak.&amp;nbsp; Keep me from being snarky.&amp;nbsp; I love You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1502573054947305929?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1502573054947305929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1502573054947305929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1502573054947305929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1502573054947305929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-reigning-and-theres-reining-in.html' title='There&apos;s Reigning and There&apos;s Reining In!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7914389817869275678</id><published>2011-03-01T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:23:30.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh With Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"...God has brought me laughter, and everyone who hears about this will laugh with me."&amp;nbsp; Genesis 21:6 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you laughed today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day got off to such a wonderful start.&amp;nbsp; My hubby and I had such a great laugh together...the kind with snorts...and re-starts...you know, how you laugh hard, and then sort of make a sighing noise, and then start all over again with renewed gusto!&amp;nbsp; That has made me smile all day...and even laugh some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need more laughter.&amp;nbsp; As Proverbs 17:22 says, "A cheerful heart is good medicine." (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies show that laughter releases&amp;nbsp;a variety of chemicals that make you feel better...and reduces chemicals that make you feel anxious and stressed.&amp;nbsp; Laughing increases oxygen intake, thereby replenishing and invigorating cells...and giving you more energy! &amp;nbsp;It also increases the pain threshold,&amp;nbsp;boosts immunity, and&amp;nbsp;can even help lower your blood pressure and cholesterol!&amp;nbsp; Now that's some "good medicine"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when was the last time you went from a chortle to an all out&amp;nbsp;guffaw?&amp;nbsp; You know, the kind that makes your belly hurt and tears run down your face?&amp;nbsp; Take action!&amp;nbsp; Tell a funny joke!&amp;nbsp; (Clean, of course.)&amp;nbsp; Watch an episode of America's Funniest Home Videos.&amp;nbsp; Watch a funny movie.&amp;nbsp; Reminisce about funny family moments.&amp;nbsp; Be silly.&amp;nbsp; Let it go!&amp;nbsp; Erupt into laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp; What&amp;nbsp;makes YOU laugh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for creating laughter.&amp;nbsp; It is fun to picture You..."the One enthroned in heaven laugh[ing]...."&amp;nbsp; Just that thought makes me smile.&amp;nbsp; We praise You that "[You] will yet fill [our]mouth with laughter and [our] lips with shouts of joy."&amp;nbsp; We love You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7914389817869275678?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7914389817869275678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7914389817869275678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7914389817869275678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7914389817869275678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/03/laugh-with-me.html' title='Laugh With Me!!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-8546713981177084938</id><published>2011-02-25T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T14:44:47.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie Oakley I'm Not...But Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Guard the good deposit that was entrusted to you-guard it with the help of the Holy Spirit Who lives in us."&amp;nbsp; 2 Timothy 1:14 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an ongoing saga throughout my blog archives of my squirrel-y battles.&amp;nbsp; Oh, if my neighbors are watching me, they either laugh hysterically...picture my pink robe, bedhead still glaring, hair completely&amp;nbsp;askew, armed with my Red Ryder BB gun... or they live in fear of my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I love birds.&amp;nbsp; We try to provide abundantly for them, especially during the winter months.&amp;nbsp; But we have an ongoing war with the squirrels and their gluttony.&amp;nbsp; Hence the Red Ryder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning...my first free Friday in several weeks...one that I earmarked for sleeping in a little (actually glad that didn't happen), leisurely time in the Word, an appointment to do some writing, and perhaps take a walk on this lovely day.&amp;nbsp; I grabbed my coffee...in my favorite Sonny's Grill mug...and headed to my "office"...that is actually my recliner, about 6 feet away from the bird feeders (with a window between us, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As often is the case...don't know why I feel the need to confess to the masses that read my blog (lol)...the internet got in the way of my plan.&amp;nbsp; First I thought, "I'll just glance at my email."&amp;nbsp; Well, there was an email from a friend who just got married and had posted pictures of her wedding on Facebook...which I'm not on...but can go through my hubby's inactive account...to see if my daughter is "friends" with her.&amp;nbsp; Complicated.&amp;nbsp; Of course I got distracted by looking at various people's photos and walls...the reason that I don't have an account of my own!&amp;nbsp; Then I read a couple of blogs.&amp;nbsp; Poof!&amp;nbsp; Over an hour gone and no quiet time in the Word or writing done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Holy Spirit had to intervene (refer back to the verse above)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did it through squirrels...persistent little critters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's how He used them:&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp; Laughing as I write this one...to get me up and moving...part of the exercise I need to prevent "recliner booty"!&amp;nbsp; Yep!&amp;nbsp; Repeatedly I have lowered the foot rest, jumped to my feet, gotten out of slippers and into street shoes, snuck (Is that a word?) briskly out to my screened in porch, and raised the Red Ryder, cocking it repeatedly.&amp;nbsp; Surely that counts as both upper and lower body movement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I must interject here that as I wrote the remainder of this point and part of point 2, my internet went totally wonky.&amp;nbsp; I prayed for God to save my post...which kept blaring to me in angry red words that it could not save.&amp;nbsp; I kept pressing "Save Now"..."Save Now"...to no avail...hmmm, another post for another day.&amp;nbsp; So...while I was hoping for my internet to somehow miraculously reconnect and save my post, I figured that the Holy Spirit was moving me to get on some clothes and get some &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;exercise.&amp;nbsp; And I did.&amp;nbsp; Loved it...though I'm dreadfully out of shape.&amp;nbsp; The birds...and me...were lifting some sounds of praise.&amp;nbsp; The wind enveloped me with the Father's love.&amp;nbsp; Aaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've got to take care of the temple of the Holy Spirit...physically..."to guard it well, for it is my life."&amp;nbsp; (Proverbs 4:13)&amp;nbsp; That verse actually applies to instruction..."to hold on to it and not let it go"...which applies...and leads me to the next point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; Because I &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;like a devotional writer, my mind was all over what lessons I could take from my determination to guard those bird feeders...so I was led to search the word &lt;strong&gt;Guard&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;a href="http://biblegateway.com/"&gt;biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Mission accomplished!&amp;nbsp; God got me into His Word!!!&amp;nbsp; I think I read almost 200 verses with some form of the word "guard" in them...instructing me...challenging me...reminding me...and encouraging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, this is just so cool!&amp;nbsp; Psalm 97:10 tells us that &lt;em&gt;"...He guards the lives of the faithful ones and delivers them from the hand of the wicked."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;In Deut. 32:10, we are told, &lt;em&gt;"...He guarded him as the apple of His eye&lt;/em&gt;."&amp;nbsp; Don't you just love being reminded that we are the apple of His eye...and watched over by God!!!&amp;nbsp; And then in Proverbs 7:2, we are given a reciprocal challenge&lt;em&gt;..."Keep my commands and you will live; guard my teachings as the apple&amp;nbsp;of&lt;strong&gt; your&lt;/strong&gt; eye&lt;/em&gt;."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am His...and He is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this, too.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite hymns (which I just don't hear enough of these days) is&amp;nbsp;the one that says "I know&amp;nbsp;Whom&amp;nbsp;I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I've committed unto Him against that day."&amp;nbsp; I found&amp;nbsp;the basis for those words in 1 Timothy 1:12, which in the NIV says that He "is able to &lt;em&gt;guard&lt;/em&gt; what I have&amp;nbsp;entrusted to Him".&amp;nbsp; And then...so amazing...the words (from my key verse above) call us to &lt;em&gt;"Guard the good deposit that was entrusted to you."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; He guards.&amp;nbsp; We must in return also guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the reminder to &lt;em&gt;"Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it."&amp;nbsp; Prov. 4:23&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; We must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the challenges to &lt;em&gt;"Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be courageous, be strong."&amp;nbsp; 1 Cor. 16:13&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;And to &lt;em&gt;"Be on guard!&amp;nbsp; Be alert!&amp;nbsp; you do not know when that time will come."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; speaking of His return!! (Mark 13:33)&amp;nbsp; Come, Lord Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, all this from squirrels and a BB gun.&amp;nbsp; God works in some crazy ways!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You, Lord, for your persistence in drawing us into Your presence.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for standing guard over our lives...and all we have entrusted to You.&amp;nbsp; Help us to be on guard and in steady pursuit of You, keeping You and Your instruction as the apple of our eyes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9213380937620211188-8546713981177084938?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/8546713981177084938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=8546713981177084938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8546713981177084938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/8546713981177084938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/02/annie-oakley-im-notbut-learning.html' title='Annie Oakley I&apos;m Not...But Learning'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4951840997736710745</id><published>2011-02-21T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:05:36.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's In Your Cloud?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.&amp;nbsp; Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith...."&amp;nbsp; Hebrews 12:1-2a (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from an amazing weekend of fellowship, learning, and inspiration!&amp;nbsp; Our annual Write2Ignite! conference was fabulous!&amp;nbsp; We were greatly encouraged through our Keynote speaker, Marybeth Whalen, to seek the Lord diligently and run hard and boldly toward the dream He has placed in our hearts.&amp;nbsp; Through the lineup of workshops, attendees were instructed in a broad range of topics from beginner "how-to's" to what agents want&amp;nbsp;to the ins and outs of&amp;nbsp; publishing contracts.&amp;nbsp; We were able to meet with seasoned writers, editors, publishers and agents.&amp;nbsp; It was a blessed time of meeting with fellow Christians pursuing like interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reflect on the weekend, my heart is filled with thanksgiving for new friendships made...reunion with those whom I don't get to see as often as I'd like, and the thoughts of&amp;nbsp; "who's in my cloud"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so important to consider who we are hanging out with!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do those around you help you as you "throw off everything that hinders"?&amp;nbsp; Do they hold you accountable in keeping away from "the sin that so easily entangles"?&amp;nbsp; Do they encourage you to "run with perseverance the race marked out for [you]"?&amp;nbsp; Are the people "in your cloud" ones that challenge you to "fix [your] eyes on Jesus"?&amp;nbsp; Are they the ones that support you so that "you will not grow weary and lose heart"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&amp;nbsp; Who's in your cloud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are surrounded by that "great cloud of witnesses," give thanks and praise to the One who sent them your way.&amp;nbsp; If you are in need of some thickening of that cloud, pray for the Lord to provide!&amp;nbsp; Be watching!&amp;nbsp; He will bring them into your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our heavenly Father, thank You for Your amazing love for us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for the race that You have marked out for us...for Your desire to live in us...to work through us.&amp;nbsp; Lord, please send those our way to encourage us in our walk with You...down the path that You've designed.&amp;nbsp; Fill our clouds, Lord!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-4951840997736710745?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/4951840997736710745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=4951840997736710745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4951840997736710745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4951840997736710745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/02/whos-in-your-cloud.html' title='Who&apos;s In Your Cloud?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-9209654635974716384</id><published>2011-02-17T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:58:39.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me a Prude...Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I will set before my eyes no vile thing."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 101:3 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse played in my head for a couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't understand it.&amp;nbsp; I try to be careful what I watch on TV and&amp;nbsp;of the books I read.&amp;nbsp; I really don't hang around in places that house a lot of "vile" things.&amp;nbsp; Why was that verse resounding in my brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God foresaw the situation that I would face...and worked to prepare me.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to protect my mind...my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hairdresser was running late...about 10 minutes, he said...did I want to look at a magazine?  Interestingly, every magazine on top of the table in the waiting area was written in Chinese or Japanese...or some language I couldn't read.  So I reached for the ones in the side bin.  I expected to find the latest copy of &lt;em&gt;People&lt;/em&gt;, which for a prude like myself, is a guilty indulgence reserved for waiting rooms.  Instead, I found a magazine that begins with &lt;em&gt;Cosmo  &lt;/em&gt;and ends with &lt;em&gt;politan.&lt;/em&gt;  (I can't even bear to write the full word!)  Just a fashion magazine, I thought, remembering the days back in college when I purchased a few.  Well, even then, it probably pushed the limits of acceptable literature for one who wants her mind to remain pure.  Anyway, I opened it up.  I shouldn't have.  The article titles on the cover should have stopped me in my tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that verse had played one more time...before I looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncomfortable feeling that I had sitting next to someone that might see what I was reading should have caused me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set before my eyes &lt;em&gt;vile &lt;/em&gt;words...thoughts...images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That type of magazine should be behind a counter in a brown cover...not just&amp;nbsp;out where teenagers...or 51 year old women could get a hold of it!&amp;nbsp; (Actually, it should not be written in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slapped it closed.&amp;nbsp; I put it back in the rack.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to wash away what I had allowed into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the my hairdresser scrubbed my head, I imagined the scouring away of those thoughts from my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our generation has reached a point where vile often has become accepted...even the norm.&amp;nbsp; That's disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me mad that when I get a gift card (from my darlin' hubby for Valentine's Day)&amp;nbsp;to buy books for my NOOK that I have to scroll through book after book of smut.&amp;nbsp; It's appalling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, let's heed the words...the warning.&amp;nbsp; Those vile things come between us and the Lord.&amp;nbsp; They cripple our walk.&amp;nbsp; Let's protect our minds...our hearts...our homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, help us to remember that You are all-seeing, all-knowing...that we never escape Your presence...that&amp;nbsp;Your eyes search to and fro across the earth for those whose hearts are fully committed to You.&amp;nbsp; Help us to be fully committed...to walk in absolute obedience to Your Word.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for the words of warning that You send our way.&amp;nbsp; Cleanse our hearts, oh God.&amp;nbsp; Purify us.&amp;nbsp; Guard our hearts and minds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-9209654635974716384?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/9209654635974716384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=9209654635974716384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/9209654635974716384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/9209654635974716384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/02/call-me-prudeplease.html' title='Call Me a Prude...Please!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5015897046733678239</id><published>2011-02-14T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:09:24.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day...from me...and God!</title><content type='html'>They are posted on my mirror...verses...to remind me of God's promises...verses that I love...ones that encourage me daily to remember that He has a plan for me...that "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him."&amp;nbsp; There are verses to remind me that there are treasures hidden in darkness.&amp;nbsp; Verses to challenge me to see that He constantly is doing a "new thing."&amp;nbsp; And many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this morning my eyes were drawn to one that had almost gotten hidden behind my Kleenex box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have loved you with an everlasting love...."&amp;nbsp; Jeremiah 31:3a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day...from both of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5015897046733678239?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5015897046733678239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5015897046733678239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5015897046733678239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5015897046733678239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-dayfrom-meand-god.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day...from me...and God!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-4587280006196141495</id><published>2011-02-08T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T17:49:06.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Him Be In Charge...A Response to "What's A Girl To Do?"</title><content type='html'>Do you believe that God talks out loud?&amp;nbsp; Okay, so I didn't hear an audible voice, but I just have to share what I read...in black and white...yes, penned by someone other than God, Himself...but the words were so personal...so timely...so God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sarah Young's devotional book, &lt;u&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This was the entry for yesterday...the day that I wrote my "What's a girl to do?" post.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come to me for rest and refreshment.&amp;nbsp; The journey has been too much for you, and you are bone-weary.&amp;nbsp; Do not be ashamed of your exhaustion.&amp;nbsp; Instead, see it as an opportunity for Me to take charge of your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember that &lt;/em&gt;I can fit everything into a pattern for good, &lt;em&gt;including the things you wish were different.&amp;nbsp; Start with where you are at this point in time and space, accepting that this is where I intend you to be.&amp;nbsp; You will get through today one step, one moment at a time.&amp;nbsp; Your main responsibility is to remain attentive to Me, letting Me guide you through the many choices along your pathway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This sounds like an easy assignment, but it is not.&amp;nbsp; Your desire to live in My Presence goes against the grain of 'the world, the flesh, and the devil.'&amp;nbsp; Much of your weariness results from your constant battle against these opponents.&amp;nbsp; However, you are on the path of My choosing, so do not give up&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Hope in Me, for you will again praise Me for the help of My Presence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 8:28 (AMP); Psalm 42:11 (NASB)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿On the same date...words from Beth Moore in her devotional book, &lt;u&gt;Praying God's Word Day by Day&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Refuse to let your enemy pluck away the seeds God has planted.&amp;nbsp; Let these truths take root, and cultivate them with belief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;em&gt;Oh Lord, You have searched me and You know me.&amp;nbsp; You know when I sit and when I rise.&amp;nbsp; You perceive my thoughts from afar.&amp;nbsp; You discern my going out and my lying down.&amp;nbsp; You are familiar with all my ways.&amp;nbsp; Before a word is on my tongue, You know it completely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hem me in--behind and before.&amp;nbsp; You have laid Your hand upon me.&amp;nbsp; I do not need to feel shame or fear in Your intimate knowledge of every detail of my life, because Your Word says that your knowledge of me is wonderful! (Ps 139:1-6).&amp;nbsp; Thank You, Father.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please forgive my self-loathing.&amp;nbsp; Help me to praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.&amp;nbsp; Your works are wonderful.&amp;nbsp; I know that full well (Ps. 139:14).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank You, Lord!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Sarah and Beth...for being His instruments of encouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Girlfriends, His &lt;em&gt;knowledge of us is wonderful&lt;/em&gt;...even though He has "intimate knowledge of every detail of [our] life"!&amp;nbsp; That makes my heart glad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-4587280006196141495?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/4587280006196141495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=4587280006196141495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4587280006196141495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/4587280006196141495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-him-be-in-chargea-response-to-whats.html' title='Let Him Be In Charge...A Response to &quot;What&apos;s A Girl To Do?&quot;'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-1009043197693903188</id><published>2011-02-07T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:26:09.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's A Girl To Do...Or Not To Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I want to do what is good, but I don't.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to do what is wrong, but I do it anyway."&amp;nbsp; Romans 7:18b-19 (NLT)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you struggle with it too?&amp;nbsp; Wanting to do what's right...and sometimes you just don't.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm referring not to some big, bad sins, but to stuff like eating right...exercising...cooking healthy meals for your family (more than&amp;nbsp;3 or&amp;nbsp;4 times a week).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more important stuff like spending quality time in God's Word...praying in the proper way, with more praise and thanksgiving, and less asking, asking, asking...serving however God has called you to serve...even when you're tired...using the gifts He has given you...nurturing and growing those gifts and sharing them to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my NLT Bible, Romans 12:13 says, &lt;em&gt;"Don't just pretend to love others.&amp;nbsp; Really love them.&amp;nbsp; Hate what is wrong.&amp;nbsp; Hold tightly to what is good.&amp;nbsp; Love each other with genuine affection, and take delight in honoring each other.&amp;nbsp; Never be lazy, but work hard and serve the Lord enthusiastically.&amp;nbsp; Rejoice in our confident hope.&amp;nbsp; Be patient in trouble, and keep on praying.&amp;nbsp; When God's people are in need, be ready to help them.&amp;nbsp; Always be eager to practice hospitality."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to just write "Help me." in the margin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that sometimes I pretend to love.&amp;nbsp; I don't know that I always hate what is wrong...in fact I wasted about 30 minutes of my evening watching pure junk (and that includes fast forwarding through commercials)&amp;nbsp;on TV...and in the middle of penning these words.&amp;nbsp; Do I love with genuine affection?&amp;nbsp; Do I take &lt;em&gt;delight &lt;/em&gt;in honoring others?&amp;nbsp; And oh...my...word...&lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;be lazy???&amp;nbsp; Work hard and serve enthusiastically?&amp;nbsp; Be patient in trouble?&amp;nbsp; Help those in need?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Always &lt;/em&gt;be eager to practice hospitality???&amp;nbsp; But what about the dust bunnies?&amp;nbsp; The dog hair?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Always...&lt;/em&gt;Really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do any of it on my own.&amp;nbsp; Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is consolation...an answer...THE answer..our help..our victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thank God!&amp;nbsp; The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord."&amp;nbsp; Romans 7:25a&amp;nbsp; "And the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness."&amp;nbsp; Romans 8:26&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;And &lt;em&gt;"overwhelming victory is ours through Christ'!&amp;nbsp; Romans 8:37b (NLT)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, how it helps to know that in our weakness You are strong!&amp;nbsp; Lord, fill us to the brim with You, so that we can have the Mind of Christ...and the actions that follow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-1009043197693903188?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1009043197693903188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=1009043197693903188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1009043197693903188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/1009043197693903188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-girl-to-door-not-to-do.html' title='What&apos;s A Girl To Do...Or Not To Do?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-560711132529789201</id><published>2011-01-28T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:36:36.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Lingers When You're Gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing."&amp;nbsp; 2 Corinthians 2:15 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it skunk season or what???&amp;nbsp; As I drove last weekend from Charlotte (and spending the weekend with my parents...my Daddy recovering nicely), I was overcome with the putrid smell of not just one, but two dead skunks...miles apart...&amp;nbsp;that met their demise on those byways.&amp;nbsp; I had to drive for several minutes with my windows down...on a very cold day...to get that odor out of my car and my nostrils!&amp;nbsp; Phew!&amp;nbsp; They surely left their "mark" and got the last word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That experience did cause me to ponder.&amp;nbsp; What mark do we leave?&amp;nbsp; If we get the last word, what is it?&amp;nbsp; What aroma is left behind when we leave a room...and even more so when we leave this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a beautiful mark...a visual sign of God's grace in our lives?&amp;nbsp; Are they encouraging, kind words...that come from a heart that overflows with His love?&amp;nbsp; Do we leave a pleasing aroma...one that proves that we've spent time in the presence of the Lord?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Let's strive to be the fresh air that blows off the stench that&amp;nbsp;this world often spews forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, help us to&amp;nbsp;be the aroma of Christ...the pleasant scent of joy, encouragement, hope...the bearers of kind words, and&amp;nbsp;a testament to your power in our lives.&amp;nbsp; Let the fragrance that lingers be Yours.&amp;nbsp; We love You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-560711132529789201?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/560711132529789201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=560711132529789201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/560711132529789201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/560711132529789201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-lingers-when-youre-gone.html' title='What Lingers When You&apos;re Gone?'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3043474932245215641</id><published>2011-01-18T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:04:05.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Did It....He Took the Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Surely He took up our pain and bore our suffering....He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on Him, and by His wounds we are healed."&amp;nbsp; Isaiah 53:4-5 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear him groaning over the phone as I talked with my Mother.&amp;nbsp; When I arrived at the hospital, the furrowed brow and body flinching with each movement broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked at him laying in that hospital bed, I remember thinking, "I wish it was me.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could bear his pain.&amp;nbsp; I would gladly take it if I could."&amp;nbsp; And I know that if the roles were reversed he would have exactly the same thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's love.&amp;nbsp; Deep love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered that pain...and that love, God impressed something deeply into my heart and mind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;/strong&gt;took the pain.&amp;nbsp; He looked down from His heavenly throne and saw His children suffering in their sin.&amp;nbsp; He had the same thought.&amp;nbsp; "I wish it was me.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could bear that pain.&amp;nbsp; I would gladly take it if I could."&amp;nbsp; And He could.&amp;nbsp; And He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of a Father...our Abba, Daddy...sent His own Son to take our pain...not temporary, earthly pain...but hellish, eternal pain. A perfect, sinless Being bore the wrath of our sin, our disobedience. Every bitter thought...every evil deed. He took it all upon Himself because of His love for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of His love...because of His pain, we have hope...even in the midst of our pain...hope for healing...hope for freedom...hope for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abba, words can't begin to express our thankfulness for the pain that You took for us.&amp;nbsp; In our earthly sufferings, it only allows us a tiny glimpse of the pain You endured on our behalf...because of Your love...a love that defies comprehension.&amp;nbsp; Help us through our days on this earth, in these temporary tents that we occupy, to persevere in the hope that comes from You!&amp;nbsp; We love You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/ubGCISQQ7Zo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ubGCISQQ7Zo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ubGCISQQ7Zo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3043474932245215641?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3043474932245215641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3043474932245215641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3043474932245215641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3043474932245215641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/01/god-did-ithe-took-pain.html' title='God Did It....He Took the Pain'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2287809491941553799</id><published>2011-01-11T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:29:23.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake is Not Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"This is what the LORD says:&amp;nbsp; 'In the time of my favor I will answer you, and in the day of salvation I will help you; I will keep you and will make you to be a covenant for the people, to restore the land and to reassign its desolate inheritances, to say to the captives, 'Come out,' and to those in darkness, 'Be free!'"&amp;nbsp; Isaiah 49:8-9a (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&amp;nbsp; I admit it.&amp;nbsp; There are things about me that are fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, there's my haircolor.&amp;nbsp; It is my &lt;em&gt;original &lt;/em&gt;color, but not the one that is currently sprouting naturally.&amp;nbsp; I'm just not ready to be totally gray...although many people look very lovely that way...so I frequent the haircolor aisle at the nearest Target or CVS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is harder for me to admit.&amp;nbsp; My nails are fake.&amp;nbsp; I never dreamed that fake nails would appeal to me or be something that I would even consider a valid part of my budget.&amp;nbsp; I don't think of myself as the kind of girl that has fake nails.&amp;nbsp; But when my own nails were faring miserably, I reconsidered.&amp;nbsp; And I love them...not in an idolatrous way.&amp;nbsp; I could give them up at any time.&amp;nbsp; But they make me feel better about how my hands look...and for a children's author and teacher whose hands are frequently holding up picture books before an audience, I can justify the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahh..the cost.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost of my haircolor isn't so bad, since I do it myself.&amp;nbsp; But it does involve the cost of my time...frequently.&amp;nbsp; Pretty nails hit my wallet a little harder...even more frequently...and also take a chunk of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fake-ness is not free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fake in other ways too.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I look happy when I'm not...wearing a mask that conceals what's really going on inside.&amp;nbsp; At times I may appear to "have it all together"...when portions of my life are in total disarray.&amp;nbsp; I may seem to be at home in a crowd...but I can be quite insecure...and am a homebody who loves being alone.&amp;nbsp; I try to act lovingly...but sometimes I don't &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;love...and sometimes my actions show that.&amp;nbsp; I believe that "All things work together for good..." but find myself frequently begging God to "Help me in my unbelief."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that type of fake comes at a cost as well.&amp;nbsp; A cost that causes me to suffer...and those around me as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffer because I try to bear those burdens alone.&amp;nbsp; Other people suffer because they are carrying their own burdens and feeling alone in their situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where I think we need to "Get Real."&amp;nbsp; I don't mean wearing your heart on your sleeve.&amp;nbsp; Or walking around like a "sad sack."&amp;nbsp; Or spewing details with everyone you meet.&amp;nbsp; But rather, praying for discernment in finding friends that you can trust...that you can share honestly with...&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; for the ear to hear when there are those that need to hear your struggles and receive ministry from the knowledge that they are not alone...to receive encouragement and prayer support...and hope for the future.&amp;nbsp; And freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, we know that You came to set the captives free.&amp;nbsp; We know that You created us to love and to share Your love.&amp;nbsp; Help us to find freedom in that love.&amp;nbsp; Lord, help us not to fall victim to the lies of the enemy...who wants us to feel alone and&amp;nbsp;inadequate, who uses deception to keep us in bondage.&amp;nbsp; We know that You are greater than he who is in the world...You reign over the enemy.&amp;nbsp; Help us to cling to&amp;nbsp;You...and to build those relationships that encourage us and&amp;nbsp;spur us on toward You.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for Your love that is REAL...and unfathomable...and&amp;nbsp;merciful...and forgiving.&amp;nbsp; We praise You and love You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2287809491941553799?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2287809491941553799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2287809491941553799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2287809491941553799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2287809491941553799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/01/fake-is-not-free.html' title='Fake is Not Free'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7740665930489151561</id><published>2011-01-08T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:03:00.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Story Pops Up"!</title><content type='html'>God has plans that often amaze us.&amp;nbsp; He uses us...no matter how ill-equipped we believe we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to see my precious Daddy in the Charlotte Observer...in an article about our books!&amp;nbsp; (My Mommy is wonderful too...even though she's not pictured!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charlotteobserver.com/2011/01/08/1963515/a-story-pops-up.html"&gt;See him here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks be to God...and His plans...even involving groundhogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Daddy...what a treasure we've shared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Yonat Shimron and the Charlotte Observer (&amp;amp; News and Observer) for sharing our story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7740665930489151561?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7740665930489151561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7740665930489151561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7740665930489151561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7740665930489151561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-pops-up.html' title='&quot;A Story Pops Up&quot;!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2204891943270453004</id><published>2011-01-04T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:34:51.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Resolve...Fresh Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."&amp;nbsp; Galatians 6:9 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that God tried to stop me.&amp;nbsp; I didn't let Him.&amp;nbsp; I plunged right on in to failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I have resolved to work toward reaching a healthy weight in this new year.&amp;nbsp; I must confess that our start date was a bit delayed.&amp;nbsp; We were on vacation on January 1st...and the day after...and the day after.&amp;nbsp; It's a rule to eat what you&amp;nbsp;want on vacation...isn't it??&amp;nbsp; So today was Day 1.&amp;nbsp; I did well at breakfast...Special K.&amp;nbsp; I did well at lunch...spinach salad.&amp;nbsp; Then as I headed out the door to pick up my daughter at school, my tummy was a little rumbly.&amp;nbsp; I thought, "I'll never make it till dinner.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll have a spoon of peanut butter...a little protein."&amp;nbsp; Now, all you weight watchers out there, don't even think about telling me what a no-no that is!&amp;nbsp; And don't worry.&amp;nbsp; I didn't eat it.&amp;nbsp; God stopped me.&amp;nbsp; It was a new jar...complete with vacuum sealed protective covering under that lid.&amp;nbsp; And I couldn't get it off.&amp;nbsp; I remember thinking, "God, you're helping me out, aren't you?"&amp;nbsp; I put the peanut butter back on the shelf.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw them.&amp;nbsp; A box of Godiva truffles that one of my students gave me for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I pulled back the decorative elastic band wrapped around the box.&amp;nbsp; I lifted the lid.&amp;nbsp; God tried to stop me again, knowing that I needed to get on out the door and to the school carline.&amp;nbsp; Yes, those four delectable delights were wrapped in cellophane.&amp;nbsp; I thought, "God, I didn't know you cared so much about my weight!&amp;nbsp; You really are an ever-present help in time of trouble!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...with&amp;nbsp;a quick little swipe with my kitchen scissors, I pulled that dark chocolate luscious creamy&amp;nbsp;filled treat from the box and took a bite.&amp;nbsp; (It&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; was &lt;/em&gt;DARK chocolate.&amp;nbsp; That makes it a little healthier...right???)&amp;nbsp; I finished it off on my way to the school...the feeling of failure washing over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sunk into my recliner and chosen to admit the failure of today...and try again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; But I decided to act.&amp;nbsp; I put on my coat and scarf and took a brisk walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I've made many resolutions.&amp;nbsp; I've broken many of them...to exercise more...to read my Bible more...to write more...to love more.&amp;nbsp; But it would be so sad if with each&amp;nbsp;failure that I faced&amp;nbsp;I'd just plopped down and given up.&amp;nbsp; We can't!&amp;nbsp; We've got to pull up our bootstraps and press on...keep trying...over and over.&amp;nbsp; "At the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, help us to resist the "chocolate truffles" in our lives...the things that deter from our pursuit of what's best.&amp;nbsp; Help us not to grow weary in doing good...to persevere...and not to give up.&amp;nbsp; Help us to yield our bodies, our hearts, and our minds to You and Your plans for us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for loving us...even when we fail.&amp;nbsp; We love you!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2204891943270453004?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2204891943270453004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2204891943270453004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2204891943270453004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2204891943270453004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2011/01/fresh-resolvefresh-failure.html' title='Fresh Resolve...Fresh Failure'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3290627802583785951</id><published>2010-12-27T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T14:04:27.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost...and Found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"For the Son of Man came to seek and save the lost."&amp;nbsp; Luke 19:10 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read that verse again.&amp;nbsp; That's Christmas...after the "Christmas story".&amp;nbsp; That's why He came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of the line in Amazing Grace that says, "I once was lost, but now am found."&amp;nbsp; Yes, that grace &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; amazing.&amp;nbsp; For that grace I am so thankful...for myself...and for others...those who've experienced that grace...and those that have yet to.&amp;nbsp; We must keep praying...and remember that HE is still seeking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; The children...and the grownups..."were nestled all snug in our beds"&amp;nbsp; when I was awakened to the sounds of whispering.&amp;nbsp; It was my niece.&amp;nbsp; I thought she was talking in her sleep.&amp;nbsp; The last thing I heard her mumble was "Whatever."&amp;nbsp; I think I chuckled at that beautiful teenager&amp;nbsp;before dozing back off.&amp;nbsp; I re-entered wakefulness and decided to just check on the girls (my niece and daughter) sleeping at the foot of our bed to be sure they were covered up.&amp;nbsp; My niece wasn't there.&amp;nbsp; I checked the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; I walked downstairs...oh so quietly to avoid waking anyone else...or cause undue concern.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;tiptoed back up...looked&amp;nbsp;more carefully at the air mattress.&amp;nbsp; Not there.&amp;nbsp; Back downstairs to the sofa where her brother was sleeping...knowing she wouldn't fit there, but checked anyway.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; I went and listened at the door where her other brother was sleeping.&amp;nbsp; Couldn't hear anything.&amp;nbsp; I woke up my husband.&amp;nbsp; He just turned over.&amp;nbsp; I thought, "Hmmm...maybe she went to her Dad's room."&amp;nbsp; So I&amp;nbsp;looked...not only disrupting his sleep, but his little doggy's too.&amp;nbsp; Not there.&amp;nbsp; I told him that I'd try the brother's room again.&amp;nbsp; Ah, whew!&amp;nbsp; There she was...wrapped in a blanket on the floor.&amp;nbsp; She looked up at me and said, "I couldn't sleep because of Uncle John's&amp;nbsp;snoring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed back to bed...rejoicing...silently.&amp;nbsp; I shared the good news with her Dad...and John...who smiled and turned over again.&amp;nbsp; I could return to sleeping in heavenly peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you experienced that feeling...of someone being lost?&amp;nbsp; Maybe at the mall...or the grocery store...or in your neighborhood?&amp;nbsp; It's a&amp;nbsp;scary feeling that can fill you with panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I thought back over the scenario, my mind went to the&amp;nbsp;parables of the lost sheep and the lost coin...both found...and rejoiced over.&amp;nbsp; Just past that passage in Luke 15 is the parable of the lost son...the prodigal.&amp;nbsp; Along with the sheep and coin, he was found.&amp;nbsp; And there was great rejoicing and celebration.&amp;nbsp; Jesus said, "In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of angels of God over one sinner who repents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know of someone who is lost...not just temporarily, but eternally?&amp;nbsp; A friend?&amp;nbsp; A family member?&amp;nbsp; A spouse?&amp;nbsp; Don't give up.&amp;nbsp; Keep praying.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is searching.&amp;nbsp; He longs to&amp;nbsp;find them.&amp;nbsp; That's what He came for...to seek and save the lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord Jesus, thank You for coming as a babe in a lowly manger, walking through life sinless, and yielding&amp;nbsp;Your life as atonement for our sins.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for all You endured for us.&amp;nbsp; Lord, please draw those to Yourself who are lost...like sheep without a shepherd.&amp;nbsp; We long to rejoice with&amp;nbsp;You and with the angels!&lt;/em&gt;&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/9213380937620211188-3290627802583785951?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3290627802583785951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3290627802583785951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3290627802583785951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3290627802583785951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/12/lostand-found.html' title='Lost...and Found!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-6099641930554779211</id><published>2010-12-04T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T08:43:08.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good!</title><content type='html'>It doesn't get much better than this...a fun morning at ChickfilA with some of my favorite friends (and Santa &amp;amp; Elf Cow)...a little Christmas shopping...a Peppermint Mocha from Starbuck's...&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, life is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TPsWyja6GkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fi2_9QyfYdk/s1600/IMG_4446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TPsWyja6GkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fi2_9QyfYdk/s320/IMG_4446.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gracie and Grover were excited too...hmmmm...next book...Gracie &amp;amp; Grover's Snowy Day????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please hop over to my &lt;a href="http://www.graciesgrounds.com/"&gt;Gracie's Grounds&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog to see all of the fun we've been having!!!&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse here...&lt;br /&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/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TPuWrW5CgtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FeUU7-RbPtM/s1600/IMG_4435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TPuWrW5CgtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FeUU7-RbPtM/s320/IMG_4435.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Santa Cow and Elf Cow even participated in storytime!!!&amp;nbsp; They are great bell jinglers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-6099641930554779211?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/6099641930554779211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=6099641930554779211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6099641930554779211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6099641930554779211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TPsWyja6GkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fi2_9QyfYdk/s72-c/IMG_4446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-3258057245888638784</id><published>2010-11-30T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:57:06.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes You Can!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I pray that...you may know...His incomparably great power for us who believe."&amp;nbsp; Ephesians 1:18-19 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hang with me here.&amp;nbsp; This is going to start off a little strange...but I do know where it's going.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little, my great-grandmother lived in a house with no indoor&amp;nbsp;"facilities"...and most people used the outhouse.&amp;nbsp; I didn't like it very much...ewwwwww...dirty, snake-y and spider-y.&amp;nbsp; I preferred the cold, metal, (I think) porcelain covered white pot with the red rim...on the screened in back porch.&amp;nbsp; Chilly..really chilly...but safer...and less dirty...and less made of wood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure that this poem actually went with that potty experience, but that's the memory&amp;nbsp;accompanying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Who took me from my warm, warm spot&lt;br /&gt;And put me on this cold, cold pot?&lt;br /&gt;Who said I could&lt;br /&gt;When I could not?&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, I'm through!"&amp;nbsp; (And that "through" is said in two syllables.)&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...do you ever feel that you've been plucked up from a nice, comfy situation...and placed in another that's not quite so comfortable...even uncomfortable?&amp;nbsp; Are there voices...from those around you...or even just those in your head...that say, "You can!"&amp;nbsp; when you're thinking, "There's no way on earth that I can do this!"?&amp;nbsp; (And I didn't even begin to know how to punctuate that last sentence.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just a reminder...from God's Word that says "Yes, You Can!"&amp;nbsp; We are told in Philippians 4:13 that "[We] can do &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;things through Christ who gives [us] strength."&amp;nbsp; Did you get that?&amp;nbsp; It doesn't have to be in our own strength...but in the strength He gives!&amp;nbsp; In 2 Corinthians 12:9, Paul shares that the Lord said, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."&amp;nbsp; Can you believe that?&amp;nbsp; He uses our weakness...our inability...to show His great power!!&amp;nbsp; Paul went on to say, "Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me."&amp;nbsp; Do you just love thinking about Christ's &lt;em&gt;power&lt;/em&gt; resting on you!?!?&amp;nbsp; And he continues in saying, "That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties.&amp;nbsp; For when I am weak, then I am strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of His incomparably great power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...wrap your arms around that!&amp;nbsp; Yes, you can!!!&amp;nbsp; Whatever it is!&amp;nbsp; Yes, you can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait...before you know it, you will be able to say, "I'm through!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, we're trusting You to be our sufficiency...to have Your power, that is incomparably great, resting on us.&amp;nbsp; We yield our weakness to You, knowing that in You we can be strengthened!&amp;nbsp; You are our Yes!&amp;nbsp; Show us Your glory!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-3258057245888638784?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/3258057245888638784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=3258057245888638784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3258057245888638784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/3258057245888638784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/11/yes-you-can.html' title='Yes You Can!!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-6186565398879226364</id><published>2010-11-24T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:13:25.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Give thanks to the LORD, for He is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;His faithful love endures forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Give thanks to the God of gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;His faithful love endures forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Give thanks to the Lord of lords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;His faithful love endures forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Psalm 136:1-3 (NLT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ah, yes, let's give Him thanks.&amp;nbsp; His love never fails.&amp;nbsp; It endures forever.&amp;nbsp; &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/9213380937620211188-6186565398879226364?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/6186565398879226364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=6186565398879226364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6186565398879226364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/6186565398879226364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-5211418216813282241</id><published>2010-11-20T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:22:45.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tending the Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"When they landed, they saw a fire of burning coals there with fish on it, and some bread....Jesus said to them, 'Come and have breakfast.'...Jesus came, took the bread and gave it to them, and did the same with the fish."&amp;nbsp; John 21:9, 12a, 13 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TOg75YQp2MI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TAeiXouuWlc/s1600/IMG_4409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TOg75YQp2MI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TAeiXouuWlc/s320/IMG_4409.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire was dancing in the firepit...in&amp;nbsp;the backyard...not on&amp;nbsp;a distant&amp;nbsp;shore.&amp;nbsp; It was more like a late night snack than breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The fare&amp;nbsp;included s'mores and hot chocolate&amp;nbsp;rather&amp;nbsp;than bread and fish.&amp;nbsp; And those enjoying the warmth and sweet indulgences were women instead of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing was the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a very present guest...in each&amp;nbsp;conversation...in every testimony...in the moments of prayer...and in the laughter of girls who love their Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend, Amy, the tender of the fire...in her firepit...and in the friendships that unite us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Lord Jesus, thank You for the blessing of friendships.&amp;nbsp; Thank You that You are Emmanuel...God with&amp;nbsp;us.&amp;nbsp; We love every minute of Your presence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-5211418216813282241?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5211418216813282241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=5211418216813282241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5211418216813282241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/5211418216813282241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/11/tending-fire.html' title='Tending the Fire'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwJoqYt_qfQ/TOg75YQp2MI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TAeiXouuWlc/s72-c/IMG_4409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2560786830851381185</id><published>2010-11-19T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:23:06.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"You do not have, because you do not ask God."&amp;nbsp; James 4:2b (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring was lovely...a blue topaz with tiny sparkly diamonds...emphasis on tiny...around it and on the band.&amp;nbsp; And it was on sale...&lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;on sale...for two days.&amp;nbsp; We went on the evening of the second day.&amp;nbsp; Sold out...had been since that morning.&amp;nbsp; Checked online where they had been available the night before.&amp;nbsp; Sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have made a nice Christmas gift.&amp;nbsp; It was really quite perfect...simple, yet elegant...small,&amp;nbsp;nicely suited for&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;little hands...and inexpensive.&amp;nbsp; I'm not one who is inclined to costly jewelry, so it was just right!&amp;nbsp; The frequent TV advertisements and the flyer that came in the mail screamed out my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my darlin' husband was ready to order it online that first night.&amp;nbsp; He would give me anything...within reason...and definitely that ring...at that price!&amp;nbsp; But I wanted to see it...to try it on.&amp;nbsp; Oh well...too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering what lovely thing is before your eyes?&amp;nbsp; And I'm not talking about material things...not jewels...but something God can give...the fulfillment of a dream...bright hope for your future.&amp;nbsp; Are you being bold in your asking?&amp;nbsp; Are you praying...and believing?&amp;nbsp; Are you coming to the Giver of all good and perfect gifts with a pure heart and praying according to His will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Words says that &lt;em&gt;"The prayer of a righteous man [or woman]&amp;nbsp;is powerful and effective."&amp;nbsp; James 5:16b&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Do we believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading Steven Furtick's book &lt;u&gt;Sun Stand Still&lt;/u&gt;, about audacious praying.&amp;nbsp; What a challenge and an encouragement it has been to my prayer life!&amp;nbsp; And to the faith to take some bold steps in pursuing some work that only God can do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is looming in the realm of possibility that you have not because you ask not?&amp;nbsp; Go ahead!&amp;nbsp; Do it!&amp;nbsp; Ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, forgive us when we fall into that category of "ye of little faith."&amp;nbsp; Help us to seek You, to knock at Your door,&amp;nbsp;to ask believing in Your incomparably great power!!&amp;nbsp; Act on our&amp;nbsp;behalf according to Your will.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You are so great and mighty!&amp;nbsp; We bow in Your presence...and rejoice knowing what You have the ability to do!&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/9213380937620211188-2560786830851381185?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2560786830851381185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2560786830851381185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2560786830851381185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2560786830851381185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/11/ask.html' title='Ask!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-850537285685182370</id><published>2010-11-07T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:38:59.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But Take Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words are right there in black and white...or red...words that Jesus spoke. "In this world you will have trouble." Do you wish He would have not verbalized that reality? Do you wish He could take that back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like trouble. And I really don't like trouble that batters and pummels and mangles...and just when you hope that it might possibly be ending...that maybe, just maybe there's light at the end of the tunnel...packs another wallop that threatens to totally undo you...the kind that makes you look up and go, "God are You there? Do You see what's going on here? I'm having a hard time seeing You in this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "But take heart." You said, "I have overcome the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please show us some victory. Remind us that You reign. We believe. Help us in our unbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until You do...help us to remember that You are with us...through the fire...through the valley.&amp;nbsp; Please give us peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/QtNzOpKvPfw/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtNzOpKvPfw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtNzOpKvPfw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-850537285685182370?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/850537285685182370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=850537285685182370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/850537285685182370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/850537285685182370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-you-want-me-to-w-lyrics.html' title='But Take Heart'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-7183554713337849608</id><published>2010-10-14T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:59:25.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Bushes and Maple Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"So now, go.&amp;nbsp; I am sending you...."&amp;nbsp; Exodus 3:10a (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never actually &lt;em&gt;seen &lt;/em&gt;a burning bush...at least not one that "did not burn up."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have seen&amp;nbsp;maple trees radiating the most brilliant orange and red hues with&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;such a fiery appearance&amp;nbsp;that it got me thinking about burning bushes...and how I&amp;nbsp;can't even begin to imagine the sight that Moses beheld.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've surely never heard God's audible voice coming from a burning bush.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In a much more subtle manner,&amp;nbsp;I've known His call...in a whisper in my mind...or in a preacher's message...or straight from His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really imagine Moses' fear...a burning bush...talking...with God's voice!&amp;nbsp; I have experienced fear on my own level...sometimes just in sweaty palms...a mouth struggling to produce saliva...heart palpitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes me feel good that Moses asked, "Who am I that I should go?"&amp;nbsp; Yes, I've asked that question too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God's response remains the same.&amp;nbsp; "I AM."&amp;nbsp; It really doesn't have anything to do with &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's all about Him...His presence...His power...His purpose...His plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about you?&amp;nbsp; Have you had a "vision" that could only be from God?&amp;nbsp; Have you heard His unmistakable voice...in whatever form it took?&amp;nbsp; Have you ever truly KNOWN that you were standing on holy ground?&amp;nbsp; Did you, as Moses, want to hide your face in fear???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder, my friend, that same God...the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob, the God of Moses hasn't changed!&amp;nbsp; He is still the great I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has He called you to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has He called you to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your answer to Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh God...our God...the One who endures from generation to generation, help us to hear Your voice.&amp;nbsp; Remove the fear that threatens to undo us...and to thwart Your plan.&amp;nbsp; Help us to be bold enough to remove our sandals and step onto that holy ground!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-7183554713337849608?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/7183554713337849608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=7183554713337849608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7183554713337849608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/7183554713337849608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/10/burning-bushes-and-maple-trees.html' title='Burning Bushes and Maple Trees'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213380937620211188.post-2809572930231620063</id><published>2010-10-07T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:36:15.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dehydrated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"'Come!' Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life."&amp;nbsp; Revelation 22:17 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought she was going to die.&amp;nbsp; On my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning as I got up, she didn't.&amp;nbsp; She didn't move.&amp;nbsp; Her eyes blinking sluggishly were the only sign of life.&amp;nbsp; I put my hand on her heart to feel the beat...slow...maybe a little unsteady.&amp;nbsp; Her breathing was shallow.&amp;nbsp; I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rubbed her head, her neck.&amp;nbsp; The skin hung.&amp;nbsp; She was dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got water and brought it right to her lips.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully she drank.&amp;nbsp; The night before she had refused...no matter how close I got it to her mouth...no matter how I pleaded.&amp;nbsp; You really can't force someone to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lifted her from her bed...and she walked.&amp;nbsp; She ate breakfast.&amp;nbsp; She drank more water.&amp;nbsp; I rejoiced.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wagged her tail.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I'm talking about my 15 year old dachshund, Cocoa.&amp;nbsp; She's my faithful companion.&amp;nbsp; She has her own chaise right beside my bed.&amp;nbsp; She goes to bed when I do.&amp;nbsp; She gets up when I do.&amp;nbsp; She sits beside me on my recliner...so much so that even if she's not there, I sit way over practically down in the crack of the left side, saving her space...and just out of habit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is old.&amp;nbsp; I know that "her time will come."&amp;nbsp; I will be sad, but I will move on.&amp;nbsp; And probably buy a new sofa and chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I saw a spiritual lesson yesterday...as I wanted so desperately for her to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a tragedy, really.&amp;nbsp; People are suffering from dehydration...spiritually.&amp;nbsp; The drink is offered, but they are refusing it.&amp;nbsp; Oh, how sad it must make the Father to hold it out before us over and over...living water...and we turn up our noses.&amp;nbsp; We turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jesus said to the woman at the well, &lt;em&gt;"Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst.&amp;nbsp; Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life."&amp;nbsp; John 4:13-14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His sermon on the mountainside, Jesus said,&lt;em&gt; "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled."&amp;nbsp; Matthew 5:6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you dehydrated?&amp;nbsp; Listless?&amp;nbsp; Struggling to move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "water" is there!&amp;nbsp; Drink!&amp;nbsp; And make His heart...and yours...rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, thank You for being our very source of life!&amp;nbsp; Thank You for providing all we need to live and to thrive.&amp;nbsp; Help us to drink so that we may be blessed...and so that we may please You.&amp;nbsp; Make our "wellsprings" bubble to overflowing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9213380937620211188-2809572930231620063?l=kristibutler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/2809572930231620063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9213380937620211188&amp;postID=2809572930231620063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2809572930231620063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9213380937620211188/posts/default/2809572930231620063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristibutler.blogspot.com/2010/10/dehydrated.html' title='Dehydrated!'/><author><name>Kristi Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16028243971764320954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKVXgToZDhw/TwUE824iNZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZuNg-WdVOUk/s220/Blog%2Bshot%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
