<?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-6106170158843531511</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:28:30.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PONDEROSA CABIN</title><subtitle type='html'>God is Good - All the Time</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4233563287880488792</id><published>2010-05-16T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T04:58:01.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S-_b7O7q_XI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VGfLJdivozA/s1600/finalmission+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S-_b7O7q_XI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VGfLJdivozA/s320/finalmission+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471833882945584498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jambo&lt;/span&gt;! (Hello in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Swahili&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We leave today for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenya&lt;/span&gt;.  Please pray for our team of 28 as we travel - that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;British Air &lt;/span&gt;won't go on strike and that the volcanic ash situation would not affect our travels.  It is obvious that God has something powerful going on because of the potential satan has created to prevent us from doing our work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This team has worked hard and raised over $90,000 to be ambassadors the next 2 weeks for Baylor and moreover for the cause of Christ.  Here is the link to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://kenyasports10.wordpress.com/"&gt;KENYA SPORTS MINISTRY TEAM BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy our daily reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With love from a grateful heart,&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-4233563287880488792?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4233563287880488792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2010/05/jambo-hello-in-swahili-we-leave-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4233563287880488792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4233563287880488792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2010/05/jambo-hello-in-swahili-we-leave-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S-_b7O7q_XI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VGfLJdivozA/s72-c/finalmission+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4610090358582237838</id><published>2010-03-21T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:33:05.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Every Friday beginning January 22nd, I have met with  Yang "Lily" Huo.  She is an international student from China who was in my graduate class in Facility and Event Management last fall.  We have talked about Jesus and His Love each week.  In week two, I gave her a Bible and she began to read in John.  The Friday before Spring Break, I asked her if she wanted to pray to receive Jesus.  She said "no" and told me that the next day was her birthday and the next day (Sunday) she would have a "new birth day."  (Sidenote: after our meeting, I sent her an Facebook message in Chinese - thanks to Google translator :) ).  This is a picture of Lily and me and below is the email I received on the following Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S6aceRXSbMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tPxRF760MRQ/s1600-h/lilyhuo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S6aceRXSbMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tPxRF760MRQ/s320/lilyhuo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451216442849651906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hey Kim, I follow Jesus last Sunday you know.  I prayed to God "I am a sinner, I want you to save me and give me a new life.  I know I still need to face lots of difficulties, but I am afraid anymore because I know you love me."  A little boy baptized that day I am not.  My friends said it is okay.  So I think Jesus is already in my heart.  But I still confuse about I am a Christian or not since I haven't baptized.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You are really amazing! You typed Chinese! How did you do that!?  I love it!  Thanks for your love!  You are very important to me!  I don't know why this happens in Waco, TX.  I hated TX last semester.  I didn't have friends and nobody cared about me.  I suffered the most darkness life in my past 22 years.  Every day , I dreamed to back to California where has many people love me. (I never homesick since I get 100% independence in US!  My mother is a helicopter mother.  HAHA) But new Lily was born in Waco, TX where she hated for a long time.  But now, I don't hate Waco, TX anymore.  I think God gave me that period of time is to build my personality for preparing step into the fierce society.  And after suffering those painful life, I know what is the most important thing and cherish what I already get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The new life is really warm and light.  Thanks God's plan! Looking forward to seeing you after the break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4610090358582237838?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4610090358582237838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-lily.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4610090358582237838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4610090358582237838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-lily.html' title='New Lily'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S6aceRXSbMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tPxRF760MRQ/s72-c/lilyhuo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4034762871127823894</id><published>2010-02-17T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:56:18.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LENT 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S3wRToJlg3I/AAAAAAAAANM/7FzHyFIO4gA/s1600-h/easterlent1_320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S3wRToJlg3I/AAAAAAAAANM/7FzHyFIO4gA/s400/easterlent1_320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439241478849528690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the day...the first time I have ever observed Lent.  I have attended a Baptist church all of my life but never learned the "seasons of the Church" with regard to things common to the Catholic faith such as &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyadvent.html"&gt;Advent&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyepiph.html"&gt;Epiphany&lt;/a&gt;, Fat Tuesday (which I commonly attached to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mardi_Gras"&gt;Mardi Gras&lt;/a&gt; followed by &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cylent.html#Ash"&gt;Ash Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; (which is today) &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cylent.html"&gt;Lent&lt;/a&gt;, etc...so as we approached the Advent season (prior to Christmas) I began to wonder what it was really all about and began to study what I could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are 40 days and 6 Sundays of Lent, beginning on &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cylent.html#Ash"&gt;Ash      Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; and climaxing during &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyholyweek.html"&gt;Holy Week&lt;/a&gt;      with Holy Thursday (Maundy Thursday), Good Friday, and concluding Saturday      before Easter. It is widely considered a time of prayer and preparation prior to celebrating Easter.  Forty represents the number of days Jesus walked in the wilderness and endured the temptation.  My "lent partner" is &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/mtt/jones_melissa00.html"&gt;MJ Jones&lt;/a&gt;...who introduced me to Catholic worship several weeks ago and coached me up on what is common practice and why.  I have also enlisted several accountability partners just to check in with me.  Accountability is the only way I know how to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S3wRAoCfwuI/AAAAAAAAANE/2p9Xz7XkjvM/s1600-h/MJ+%26+KS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S3wRAoCfwuI/AAAAAAAAANE/2p9Xz7XkjvM/s400/MJ+%26+KS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439241152402277090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, for my first year of observing Lent I chose the traditional &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fasting from desserts and sweets&lt;/span&gt; as a worshipful act of sacrifice.  I also decided to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;forego all music and talk radio in the car when I am driving alone&lt;/span&gt; (to and from work or wherever).  This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;silence &lt;/span&gt;will give me additional time to pray for those I do life with....family, friends, students, etc.  As this came about I realized that I really rely on talk radio since I have a 25 minute commute to and from work.  So, to replace that with prayer time will be a challenge but I am confident it will reap benefits far greater than being in the know on sports or politics or news.  I am expectant and excited to see what all the Lord will do this season of Lent.&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/6106170158843531511-4034762871127823894?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4034762871127823894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2010/02/lent-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4034762871127823894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4034762871127823894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2010/02/lent-2010.html' title='LENT 2010'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S3wRToJlg3I/AAAAAAAAANM/7FzHyFIO4gA/s72-c/easterlent1_320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6321252999601621533</id><published>2009-11-14T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:48:13.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Bear Hoops in State Farm Tip-Off Classic - BAYLOR OFFICIAL ATHLETIC SITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9bvCZCwnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/bCNnBfZCvhQ/s1600-h/BB+IB2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9bvCZCwnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/bCNnBfZCvhQ/s320/BB+IB2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404138941521773170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is the &lt;a href="http://www.wbhof.com/sftoc.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;State Farm Tip Off Classic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  The &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will take on the &lt;a href="http://www.utladyvols.com/sports/w-baskbl/tennw-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tennessee Lady Vols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Knoxville, TN.  The tip off classic is usually two games; however, this year it is only one.  It is the first regular season game for both top ten ranked teams.  You can catch the game on &lt;a href="http://areyouwatchingthis.com/tv/stations/espn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESPN2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 4:02 pm CST.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sic'em Bears!  Grrr!  I BELIEVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/spec-rel/111209aac.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6321252999601621533?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6321252999601621533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/11/lady-bear-hoops-in-state-farm-tip-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6321252999601621533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6321252999601621533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/11/lady-bear-hoops-in-state-farm-tip-off.html' title='Lady Bear Hoops in State Farm Tip-Off Classic - BAYLOR OFFICIAL ATHLETIC SITE'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9bvCZCwnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/bCNnBfZCvhQ/s72-c/BB+IB2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8128903083411599203</id><published>2009-11-14T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:29:27.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9ZRQmb0LI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZXhK6qQAa_U/s1600-h/bay-mast-experience-355x88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9ZRQmb0LI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZXhK6qQAa_U/s320/bay-mast-experience-355x88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404136230916706482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a rare night when I don't have something &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BAYLOR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to be present for...but the truth be known, we had a football game this afternoon and now I am hanging out at the cabin waiting for my houseguests to arrive - watching both battles of crimson and maroon -  some &lt;a href="http://www.big12sports.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Big 12 football &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; v &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAMU&lt;/span&gt;) and some &lt;a href="http://www.secsports.com/default.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;SEC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;football (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS ST&lt;/span&gt; v &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alabama&lt;/span&gt;).  I do love college sports - especially since I work with college students.  What they can accomplish on the field or court in addition to studying and going to class truly amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9YvFL9e_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VP2DeR75Rjw/s1600-h/LP+KS+MJ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9YvFL9e_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VP2DeR75Rjw/s320/LP+KS+MJ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404135643737324530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of me and some of the BU athletes that went to Kenya together this past summer.  &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/mtt/palmer_lindsay00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lindsay Palmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/mtt/jones_melissa00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Melissa Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; play for the &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bear basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; team.  They are in Knoxville, TN right now getting ready to open the season with the &lt;a href="http://www.utladyvols.com/sports/w-baskbl/tennw-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Vols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  God has something special going on in the Lady Bear locker room.  I can't wait to see what all He has in store for this season and this team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9WesVFdwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9f_IJYGp400/s1600-h/LJ+lotto+KS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9WesVFdwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9f_IJYGp400/s320/LJ+lotto+KS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133163163547394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-soccer/mtt/johnson_lindsey00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LJ Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-soccer/mtt/smith_lotto00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lotto Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; play for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-soccer/bay-w-soccer-body.html"&gt;Lady Bear soccer&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;team.  They just finished their season in the Big 12 tournament.  They made the tournament and had a good season all around.  I will confess that I went to more soccer games this season than I have in my whole life combined.  It truly makes a difference when you actually know the players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9WeZGYzII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CgZWKZ1UzdE/s1600-h/Back+o+bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9WeZGYzII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CgZWKZ1UzdE/s320/Back+o+bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133158001626242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MJ Jones, Lindsay Palmer and &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/m-footbl/mtt/swindoll_bryan00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Bryan Swindoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/m-footbl/bay-m-footbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BU football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;are here in a shot of "the back of the bus" which I cannot divulge what  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;may &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;may not &lt;/span&gt;have happened back there, suffice it to say, these student-athletes know how to give their heart away and leave it all on the court or field, or in this case country.  The other picture is of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wes Yeary&lt;/span&gt;, the sports chaplain for Baylor.  He is our fearless leader.  I could say alot of things about Wes, but for now I will simply put it just like the Bible - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wes loves others well&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;He sure does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9We6oM9RI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jYUHpD-1cRE/s1600-h/Wes+Yeary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9We6oM9RI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jYUHpD-1cRE/s320/Wes+Yeary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133167001826578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9YvWX9awI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n8yPyLkl7zM/s1600-h/Safari+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9YvWX9awI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n8yPyLkl7zM/s320/Safari+friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404135648351054594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6106170158843531511-8128903083411599203?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8128903083411599203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-rare-night-when-i-dont-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8128903083411599203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8128903083411599203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-rare-night-when-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sv9ZRQmb0LI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ZXhK6qQAa_U/s72-c/bay-mast-experience-355x88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6797941321970730307</id><published>2009-11-08T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:39:24.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 states, 4 months, 3 countries, 2 players, 1 God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I have felt guilty for not blogging, guilty for not finishing the Kenya section, and guilty for not keeping in better touch...but today I am free...I am free to blog about the dozens of things I have done in the past (almost) 5 months I have not been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBLeFjQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cD860HcbCnY/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBLeFjQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cD860HcbCnY/s320/DSC01325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831378289790210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with a girls' trip to London in late June.  My niece, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;McKenna&lt;/span&gt;, was turning 12 so I took her on her first overseas trip to the UK.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My mom&lt;/span&gt; had never been "across the pond" so she came along.  Ironically enough, when we bought tickets it was one child, one senior, and one adult.  It has been a while since I considered myself the adult but that is just how it fell out...strickly on age.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpAt4achI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iMBf_VmGJNw/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpAt4achI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iMBf_VmGJNw/s320/DSC01333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831370347147794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw all the main sights in London from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tower &lt;/span&gt;to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eye &lt;/span&gt;to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palace &lt;/span&gt;to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard Rock Cafe&lt;/span&gt;.  We saw the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lion King&lt;/span&gt; and used the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Tube &lt;/span&gt;for most of our travel.  We also took a train to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Scotland &lt;/span&gt;and saw the castle and bought some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Scott Plaid"&lt;/span&gt; to commemorate our ancestry.  Scotland was beautiful.  When we got back, we met some friends in London and surprised mom.  Below is a picture of me with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda McGrath&lt;/span&gt; - a student who was on the Kenya trip that was in London when we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBuSjJNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QOuTvj8px8c/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBuSjJNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QOuTvj8px8c/s320/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831387636638930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First week in October, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth and Walker Williams&lt;/span&gt; came to town to reconnect with old friends, see some BU football and we had an impromptu 2nd birthday party for Walker Paul Williams.  If you scroll back two years, he was born here in Waco and lived the first 3 months of life right here in the Ponderosa.  He has grown so much.  He is so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBRiAFKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/k0wZdHv08Z8/s1600-h/IMG_2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBRiAFKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/k0wZdHv08Z8/s320/IMG_2439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831379916821666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October, I went to Colorado for the Big 12 &amp;amp; Friends Conference and also met up with some old friends.  Sherri Bearden Hutcheon from high school lives just south of Denver and Hope Rountree West, a friend from Kanakuk, lives in Highlands Ranch.  It was so good to catch up with each of them and see how the Lord has worked in their lives.  God is good.  From Colorado, I flew straight to Springfield, MO to spend the weekend with a dear friend from Branson that I used to work at Kanakuk with ever summer.  Trish Helsel is like me in that she used to coach and within one month of each other, we each switched out of coaching and teaching to what we are doing now.  Our lives are parallel except that we don't live close and she is married with 3 kids - I'm not old enough for either of those! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpB6QwM6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/4MJGC2yoAM0/s1600-h/ks+%26+th+2007+head.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpB6QwM6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/4MJGC2yoAM0/s320/ks+%26+th+2007+head.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831390850331554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very next week, I flew to Michigan to see a former student / now friend whose husband is doing his residency in Michigan.  We had a great time...the leaves were brilliant colors and we went to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"Big House"&lt;/span&gt; to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Wolverines &lt;/span&gt;pulverize DSU...oooooohhhhhwwwwweeeee!!  We also watch three of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madea's movies&lt;/span&gt; and just laughed hard.  The weekend ended with some yummy gelato...the likes of which I had not tasted since a trip to Rome, Italy about 8 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcrXCXZkeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BDTrzmb7JNQ/s1600-h/Fall+leaves+Nov.+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcrXCXZkeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BDTrzmb7JNQ/s320/Fall+leaves+Nov.+2008+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401833952826200546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that trip, we have had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baylor Homecoming&lt;/span&gt; and this past week - the beginning of basketball season....yeah baby.  How I love the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;.  This year is especially meaningful because I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenya &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Melissa Jones "MJ"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lindsay Palmer&lt;/span&gt;  along with several BU soccer players.  This is going to be a fun season because I have seen not only their athleticism but also their hearts.  More on that.  So now you are caught up  I hope the pics do justice to the glimpses I saw of God in nature as well as familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcrXoql1NI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LDcjXhyfwIY/s1600-h/Hoop+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcrXoql1NI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LDcjXhyfwIY/s320/Hoop+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401833963107243218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;God is Good&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All the Time!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All the Time&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;God is Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-6797941321970730307?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6797941321970730307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-states-4-months-3-countries-2-players.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6797941321970730307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6797941321970730307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-states-4-months-3-countries-2-players.html' title='5 states, 4 months, 3 countries, 2 players, 1 God'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SvcpBLeFjQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cD860HcbCnY/s72-c/DSC01325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7596277829293139148</id><published>2009-06-17T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:58:48.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenya Day 4 &amp; 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkSgTJqFyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dOxVwCGvnuw/s1600-h/Hope+next+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkSgTJqFyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dOxVwCGvnuw/s320/Hope+next+door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348326378585069346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkRyYCtGrI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vSemoHrN3y0/s1600-h/walker+laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkRyYCtGrI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vSemoHrN3y0/s320/walker+laugh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348325589624101554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkRyAUbVkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Qd-7NnAxv2c/s1600-h/Mr.+C-ness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkRyAUbVkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Qd-7NnAxv2c/s320/Mr.+C-ness.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348325583255983682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"My dear boy, Walker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have thought of you today and thanked God for your young life, your loving mother, your strong father and the Christian legacy of your grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am in Africa, Nairobi, Kenya to be exact. This morning we got up at 4:30 and left at 5:00 to go feed street children before the day unfolds. They are not supposed to be on the street in the daylight or they will be arrested. When we arrived we met about 30 young men, most of whom do not know their own birthday. They sleep on the street and gather bottles or papers to turn in for money. They take the money and buy glue to sniff so that they can get high to mask the hunger pangs. We shared some scriptures and prayed with them and gave them some milk and bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When I looked to the left, there were three moms each with a baby in her lap. The are all living on the street. There was Zan who had Baby Stacy (10 mo), Rachael had Baby James (14 mo) and Ann who had Baby Steven (18 mo).  They fed their babies with the milk and bread and I prayed for each of them some of the same prayers I used to pray for you when you lived at the Ponderosa. It choked me up. It was hard to see these young kids who sleep in their mother's arm on the street in the cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My dear Walker, as you get up each day, hug your mother and kiss her and tell her how you love her.  Hang onto you dad's leg or arm and feel his strength and thank him for working hard to provide for you every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And today, as your grandparents come to visit, love on them in your own way and tell them thank you for their love, encouragement and support. Zan was kicked out of her parents' home when she was 17 because she was pregnant with Stacy.  Her parents have never seen the baby and are mad that she wasted all those school fees. So, hug your grandma and grandpa today for loving your mom so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your mother has been schooled with two university degrees and she chooses to stay at home with you. That should tell you that you are loved.  You are so important to all of us. Your life has beed designed by God and you are made in His image, just like little Stacy, James and Steven except that you have the advantage of love and hope. Hold on tight to Jesus for He has ordered your steps. He has called you to a special role. You are a lover of people. You have a heart of compassion. You will make a difference in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I doubt if you will ever meet or play with Stacy or James or Steven this side of heaven; but just know that you will make a mark on this world for the name of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I love you Walker Paul Williams. I love your parents and am grateful for the way they love and care for you. Give them all the love they can handle TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your loving Aunt Kim"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-7596277829293139148?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7596277829293139148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-4-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7596277829293139148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7596277829293139148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-4-10.html' title='Kenya Day 4 &amp; 10'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SjkSgTJqFyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dOxVwCGvnuw/s72-c/Hope+next+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7638836752491782511</id><published>2009-06-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:58:23.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenya Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Crazy BU Sports Ministry Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUXKzzGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X0dwPmi-O0o/s1600-h/crazy+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUXKzzGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X0dwPmi-O0o/s320/crazy+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344548251552173154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we held a coach's clinic for soccer coaches who give their time to coach kids from Nairobi's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kibera"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kibera Slums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.   This is the largest slum in Africa.  It is very similar to those shown in Slum Dog Millionaire.  Small tin shacks with shared walls, no running water or sewage, no heat or air or protection from rainy days.  It is estimated that there are over 1.5 million people living in Kibera Slum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumVBdlpFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/KRE0KoobiqU/s1600-h/Kibera+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumVBdlpFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/KRE0KoobiqU/s320/Kibera+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344548262905226322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend 2-3 hours sharing, inspiring stories and encourageng one another.  Wes gave one of the most inspiring testimonies I have ever heard about the ministry of a coach.   He spoke of his own journey that started at an FCA coaches seminar - Billy Graham spoke.  That was the first time that he connected coaching with ministry.  And now, here he is, all these years later as Baylor's Sports Chaplain.  God is Good - All the Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUr6tpSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AvnqcnbTL_s/s1600-h/Kibera+Coaches+%26+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUr6tpSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AvnqcnbTL_s/s320/Kibera+Coaches+%26+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344548257121805602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I was most struck with from the coaches themselves is that they see this as their responsibility to "give back" and to help those kids find value and meaning and hope through the game of soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Siunx5wzwZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Sz632pOVCS0/s1600-h/Massai+Mowing+field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Siunx5wzwZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Sz632pOVCS0/s320/Massai+Mowing+field.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344549858566193554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, we met 40 kids from Kibera Slums at a soccer field.  We set up 4 stations and rotaten them around: shooting on goal, dribbling, heading and trapping, and passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiunxJV15aI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u7GqoQ9o0sc/s1600-h/Kibera+Clinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiunxJV15aI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u7GqoQ9o0sc/s320/Kibera+Clinic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344549845568185762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were working on this, a &lt;a href="http://www.africaguide.com/culture/tribes/maasai.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maasai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;herdsman brought his cattle onto the edges of the soccer field to graze...I figured it was just his day to "mow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiunxVCQSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ofp698TM2_I/s1600-h/Massai+man+ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiunxVCQSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ofp698TM2_I/s320/Massai+man+ear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344549848707254690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the drills for about an hour, we set up four fields and scrimmaged with the kids.  It began to rain which made most of the fields muddy, but no one cared.  These kids have good skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUQli3CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PXBar4pFGhk/s1600-h/Kibera+boys+soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUQli3CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PXBar4pFGhk/s320/Kibera+boys+soccer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344548249785261090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more oftern than not they use soccer as an escape from reality.  My hope is that this day - the clinic and the skill/drill demonstration would give our friend, Walter Macchio, some great exposure and credibility.  Here is his right hand in the &lt;a href="http://sportsoutreachinstitute.org/home/?cat=8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenya Sports Outreach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Wamitha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiunxiGQjCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SNezGU6FjiI/s1600-h/KS+%26+xx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiunxiGQjCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SNezGU6FjiI/s320/KS+%26+xx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344549852213709858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...we will visit the school most of these Kibera kids go to on another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-7638836752491782511?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7638836752491782511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7638836752491782511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7638836752491782511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-3.html' title='Kenya Day 3'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiumUXKzzGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X0dwPmi-O0o/s72-c/crazy+team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6350356702005728964</id><published>2009-06-05T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:28:10.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenya Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each night we debriefed together - just talking about the day and how we felt and what we thought.  We also discussed our plan for the next day.  Day 2 turned out to be on that we would want to not only remember but potentially repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij_rnhA1sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6-UTwqBFadM/s1600-h/Hope+Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij_rnhA1sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6-UTwqBFadM/s320/Hope+Kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343802082682001090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We left about 8:30 for a school called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope International&lt;/span&gt;.  This school has about 200 kids whose parents were all refugees from Burundi.  They teach french as the first language and English as the second.  Kenyan schools teach English as the first and Swahili as the second.  Most of these kids don't know the trials and tragedies their parents lived through and eventually fled from.  It was amazing that none of the dedicated teachers are paid (unless there is a large offering in the church that sponsors the school).  I thought how different that was in the US...up north we have teacher's unions - striking for higher pay and down south we have the 'career ladder' which is an incremental stair step system of pay.  I doubt many of those in the education profession would teach because the children need to learn, regardless of if they got paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij9122V9ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/G74rZqgKTS0/s1600-h/Hope+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij9122V9ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/G74rZqgKTS0/s320/Hope+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343800059573433746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played with each grade for about 45 minutes to an hour.  Their recreation area was a wide, muddy street.  We taught soccer, football, and basketball skills and tried to throw some frisbees.  The balls got muddy, the kids got muddy, we got muddy...but no one cared.  It was about the kids enjoying some time outside and the teachers were grateful for the activity.  Again, how different things are in the US...laws regulating mandatory PE and recess because we are so overweight and because the teachers deserve a conference period and a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij91pyRgiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nHNCWCCALzM/s1600-h/Hope+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij91pyRgiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nHNCWCCALzM/s320/Hope+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343800056066703906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This afternoon we met up with some members of the &lt;a href="http://www.womensenews.org/article.cfm/dyn/aid/1204/context/archive"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenyan National Soccer Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Some were single moms, most had jobs across town.  Our kids played these women on a handball court and beat them 8-7!  How fun it was to see our &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-soccer/bay-w-soccer-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BU soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; girls (and BB girls) get their game on.  But the most meaningful part came after the game...when they all sat down together in groups of 2 or 3 and talked about life...then our kids prayed for/with them and gave them a little gift of money just to say thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij92EYd3wI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9im9-8hvnjA/s1600-h/Kenyan+National+Team+%26+BU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij92EYd3wI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9im9-8hvnjA/s320/Kenyan+National+Team+%26+BU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343800063206219522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below you can see &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/mtt/jones_melissa00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Melissa Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;Lady Bear&lt;/a&gt; Hoopster) playing goalkeeper like she plays basketball...always giving 110% and saving goal - even with sacrifice of her body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij92VhArpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/QL5tAxD2JUo/s1600-h/Kenyan+Nat%27l+MJ+goalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij92VhArpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/QL5tAxD2JUo/s320/Kenyan+Nat%27l+MJ+goalie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343800067805458066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While this was finishing up outside, MJ and LP were inside teaching Strathmore College some hoops skills.  They led in some drills and then scrimmaged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij_r6URN9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/pGkAvezPdr8/s1600-h/Strathmore+BB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij_r6URN9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/pGkAvezPdr8/s320/Strathmore+BB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343802087728822226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our two held their own even with the Strathmore men.  They prayed and shared.  I had a chance to talk with the coach about her faith and how she shares it with the players.  She said her primary focus was to give the girls and education and a fair shot at life while providing a Christian foundation for life.&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/6106170158843531511-6350356702005728964?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6350356702005728964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6350356702005728964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6350356702005728964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-2.html' title='Kenya Day 2'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sij_rnhA1sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6-UTwqBFadM/s72-c/Hope+Kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-731087246312419288</id><published>2009-06-04T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:39:37.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenya Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok...here goes the journal for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenya&lt;/span&gt;.  Remember you can get a play by play as we were there from the &lt;a href="http://kenyasports09.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kenya Sports Ministry Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that the students wrote...this will be my own thoughts on several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/genrel/043008aaa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wes Yeary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had a contact through the&lt;a href="http://www.sportsoutreach.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; International Sports Coalition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; named Walter Machio.  He has started this ministry and is walking day-by-day in faith that the Lord will provide what he needs.  Here is a picture of Walter and me after one of our clinics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiefjPEaZSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RL4Z2bfd27E/s1600-h/KS+%26+Walter+Macchio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiefjPEaZSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RL4Z2bfd27E/s400/KS+%26+Walter+Macchio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343414910587659554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walter has contacts in schools, churches, and orphanages around Nairobi.  We started our first day with a stop at the &lt;a href="http://ke.christiantoday.com/article/maximum-childrens-home/5705.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maximum Miracle Children's Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Katawa Sitdura.  We met about half of the 64 orphans that live there.  They each stood up to introduce themselves followed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I love Jesus Christ"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I know Jesus as my Savior &amp;amp; Lord."&lt;/span&gt;  They were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;not ashamed&lt;/span&gt; to let Jesus Christ define who they are...unlike those of us who merely tell what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has begun the &lt;a href="http://www.michezoafrika.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afrikan Junior League&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It costs $100 for three months of soccer training for young boys (ages 4-12) - sort of like the American version of "select soccer."  They strive to transform youth through whole life coaching...equipping them with positive living values building character and confidence.  All coaches are unpaid volunteers that feel they have a duty to "give back" to the younger generation.  They have begun a revolution to change the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FROM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"How smart are you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"How are YOU smart?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Siefiwpy4FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/evf3BQTFNwE/s1600-h/Afrika+Soccer+-+Walter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Siefiwpy4FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/evf3BQTFNwE/s400/Afrika+Soccer+-+Walter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343414902422954066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played for the better part of two hours leading clinics and classes at the Search Comprehensive School and then after school hours with the Afrikan Junior League boys.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to many generous donors in America we were able to give some balls to the school and some cleats to the boys (some of whom had played barefoot!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My QT verses for this first day were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ps. 145:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Lord is near to all who call upon Him, to all who call upon Him in Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ps. 134:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thou hast enclosed me behind and before and laid thy hand upon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Almighty God, you certainly have your hand on Walter.  Protect and provide as he gives and teaches and leads these young boys off the streets and into lives rich with possibility.&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/6106170158843531511-731087246312419288?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/731087246312419288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/731087246312419288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/731087246312419288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/kenya-day-1.html' title='Kenya Day 1'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiefjPEaZSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RL4Z2bfd27E/s72-c/KS+%26+Walter+Macchio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1033748137602802327</id><published>2009-06-03T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:53:41.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Down in my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiY5Zi_IgrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zmnv8gHrEPo/s1600-h/Kibera+Joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiY5Zi_IgrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zmnv8gHrEPo/s400/Kibera+Joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343021118972789426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOY &lt;/span&gt;down in my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;deep deep down in my heart&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kibera Slums&lt;/span&gt; which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;deep deep down in my heart&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus &lt;/span&gt;keeps her there so nothing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;can destroy her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He protects her there and shows &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HIS JOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; through her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOY &lt;/span&gt;down in my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;deep deep down in my heart&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much on my heart to share about my experiences in Kenya with the BU Sports Ministry Team...and there is no doubt that I am still on Africa time...&lt;br /&gt;so for now I will give you two teasers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  It is amazing how many doors one soccer ball can open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  This is the first time I have been on a mission trip that I truly felt like we left something behind that will grow bigger and deeper for the cause of Christ...not just a one night stand or one hit wonder...this was the real deal and we have made friends not only for life but for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;STAY TUNED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;More to come.&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-1033748137602802327?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1033748137602802327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-joy-down-in-my-heart-deep-deep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1033748137602802327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1033748137602802327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-joy-down-in-my-heart-deep-deep.html' title='Joy Down in my Heart'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SiY5Zi_IgrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zmnv8gHrEPo/s72-c/Kibera+Joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3528914491580167083</id><published>2009-05-16T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:37:48.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hujambo! Kenya or Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hujambo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in Swahili which is spoken in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kenya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIWtLvcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BeZqKHUNpbo/s1600-h/CIMG0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIWtLvcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BeZqKHUNpbo/s320/CIMG0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336521610386718146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave tomorrow on a 2-week mission adventure to Nairobi, Kenya with 15 others on the &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/genrel/050209aaa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sports Ministry Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from Baylor University.  Our team consists of 2 &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/m-footbl/bay-m-footbl-body.html"&gt;BU football&lt;/a&gt; players, 2 BU &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;women's basketball&lt;/a&gt; players, 5 &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-soccer/bay-w-soccer-body.html"&gt;BU soccer&lt;/a&gt; players, 2 student trainers, 2 &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/campusrec/index.php?id=18642"&gt;club soccer&lt;/a&gt; players, 1 strength &amp;amp; conditioning coach, Baylor's Sports Chaplain (&lt;a href="http://fca-doingsportsgodsway.blogspot.com/2008/10/baylor-chaplain-wes-yeary.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wes Yeary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), and me. WES and I went to Baylor at the same time.  He returned last year to become the first full-time sports chaplain.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.baylormag.com/story.php?story=006250"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for the&lt;a href="http://www.baylormag.com/story.php?story=006250"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Baylor Magazine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;article.  I didn't join the team until about a month ago but am so excited to be a part of what God has going on in Africa.  I went to Kenya in 2005 with a Leadership Team.  We will be staying at the &lt;a href="http://www.smitsphotography.com/missions/gracia.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Gracia Guest House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Nairobi.  Baylor groups have staned here every year we have brought teams to Kenya.  I took a sports and education team to Rwanda last year.  If you want to keep up, &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/m-footbl/mtt/swindoll_bryan00.html"&gt;Brian Swindoll&lt;/a&gt;, one of the football players has created a &lt;a href="http://kenyasports09.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for our team.  I am not sure who will post but at least it will give you an idea of what we are doing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(hint: if it is underlined, I have linked to more information :) for you to explore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's our itinerary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 17-18&lt;/span&gt; travel from Waco to Dallas, fly to London and onto Nairobi on British Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 19&lt;/span&gt; work with walter Machio at Kenyatta U and Daystar U, hold soccer clinics at Kahawa Sukari Children's Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iI2HsmZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oaEOWZaOzd4/s1600-h/CIMG0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iI2HsmZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oaEOWZaOzd4/s320/CIMG0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336521618819422610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 20&lt;/span&gt; work with Walter Machio at &lt;a href="http://www.stadiumskenya.co.ke/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=26&amp;amp;Itemid=22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Coka Cola Stadium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to hold basketball and soccer clinics for SOS children's Village-BuruBuru, soccer players will scrimmage Keyan National Women's Soccer Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 21&lt;/span&gt; work with Walter Machio and International Bible Society to hold sports clinics outside &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/flash/page/0,,1793299,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kibera Slums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIqZ5T6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/k6LcwzS-qx4/s1600-h/CIMG0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIqZ5T6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/k6LcwzS-qx4/s320/CIMG0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336521615674527650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 22&lt;/span&gt; work with Pastor Boniface to feed street children and paint Boy's Home of &lt;a href="http://www.omegakids.net/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Omega Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 23&lt;/span&gt; work with Tone la Maji to hold all day multi-sports clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIRmhk3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bQEUVG7DxaI/s1600-h/CIMG0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIRmhk3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bQEUVG7DxaI/s320/CIMG0330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336521609016611698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 24&lt;/span&gt; worship at &lt;a href="http://www.thecityharvest.org/html/cityharvestchurch.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;City Harvest Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and picnic with believers, go to &lt;a href="http://lazypeter.typepad.com/evelyn_mukanda/maasai_market.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maasaih Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 25&lt;/span&gt; go to Orphanage Kikuyu, Amri Best Care/&lt;a href="http://www.orphanages.ws/African_Orphanages/East_Africa/Kizito.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;St. Kizito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; home-based Care Aids Orphan Suport Program (Pastors Joel Amutabi and Jonathan Wonjohi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iH-YropI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O7uZ_oB0mcU/s1600-h/St.+Kizito2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iH-YropI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O7uZ_oB0mcU/s320/St.+Kizito2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336521603858277010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 26&lt;/span&gt; work with Pastor Boniface to feed women and children who live on the street, visit &lt;a href="http://www.amaniafrica.org/dayAtAmani.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Amani-Auji &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2006/04/06/60minutes/main1479398.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Elephant Orphanage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 27&lt;/span&gt; return to Orphanage Kikuyu, Amri Best Care/&lt;a href="http://www.orphanages.ws/African_Orphanages/East_Africa/Kizito.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;St. Kizito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; home-based care for Aids orphans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8jydeqR5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/oSa90z6NcEA/s1600-h/St.+Kizito+School.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8jydeqR5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/oSa90z6NcEA/s320/St.+Kizito+School.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336523433270986642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 28&lt;/span&gt;  Go to Safari House - go on safari then begin the debrief process (what? so what? now what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 29&lt;/span&gt;  Continue Debrief - help students craft their stories as they return to their teams and families - return from Safari House ro &lt;a href="http://www.smitsphotography.com/missions/gracia.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gracia Guest House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 30-31&lt;/span&gt; fly from Nairobi to London and back to Dallas on British Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, there you have it...plenty to pray for the next two weeks.  In addition to that, pray for safety and health for our team.  Also pray for unity and growth as we "see the needs of the world" and ask ourselves "what can I do about it?"  It was only three years ago that a &lt;a href="http://www.baylorbears.com/sports/w-volley/bay-w-volley-body.html"&gt;BU volleyball&lt;/a&gt; player, Jenne Blackburn, from Southern California visited Kenya and asked herself this same question.  Since then, she has started the &lt;a href="http://www.omegakids.net/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Omega Kids House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...we really can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ps. 139:5,10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thou has enclosed me behind and before, and laid thy hand upon me.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thy hand will lead me and thy right hand will lay hold of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ within me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ at my right hand, Christ at my left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(St. Patrick)&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/6106170158843531511-3528914491580167083?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3528914491580167083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hujambo-kenya-or-bust_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3528914491580167083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3528914491580167083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hujambo-kenya-or-bust_16.html' title='Hujambo! Kenya or Bust!'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sg8iIWtLvcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BeZqKHUNpbo/s72-c/CIMG0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-2419432114101188617</id><published>2009-04-20T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:12:55.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring into Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sezxg5eREMI/AAAAAAAAADU/H-birug1gwc/s1600-h/bluebonnets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sezxg5eREMI/AAAAAAAAADU/H-birug1gwc/s400/bluebonnets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326898006758330562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spring time is known for two things in Texas, that is when the &lt;a href="http://aggie-horticulture.tamu.edu/wildseed/39/39.5.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bluebonnets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;come out and the prime time for track season.  I have officiated track since I graduated from Baylor.  &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/c-track/bay-c-track-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baylor Track &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Quarter-Mile U"&lt;/span&gt; because of our legendary track coach, &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/c-track/mtt/hart_clyde00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Clyde Hart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and some of his star athletes who later enjoyed Olymipc fame.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Johnson_%28athlete%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Michael Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeremy_Wariner"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Jeremy Warriner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.nbcolympics.com/athletes/athlete=1576/bio/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Reggie Witherspoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I enjoy the individual effort it takes and it is a joy to see the human body in its prime.  The PR - or personal record - will trump the place within the race.  For the past four seasons, I have been one of the starters.  For those who don't frequent the track...that is the one who starts the race - by shooting a gun.  Here is a picture of me with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Moore&lt;/span&gt;, a long-time friend, at the 3A district track meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sezxgi7pgyI/AAAAAAAAADM/q4FibghF7R0/s1600-h/Kim+%26+Joe+Track.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sezxgi7pgyI/AAAAAAAAADM/q4FibghF7R0/s400/Kim+%26+Joe+Track.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326898000707552034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The picture below is in front of my cabin...such a great sight to wake up to or wind down with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SezxhKCHIoI/AAAAAAAAADc/C5IeDcOFLPs/s1600-h/blue+%26+gold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SezxhKCHIoI/AAAAAAAAADc/C5IeDcOFLPs/s400/blue+%26+gold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326898011203641986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-2419432114101188617?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/2419432114101188617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-into-track.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2419432114101188617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2419432114101188617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-into-track.html' title='Spring into Track'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sezxg5eREMI/AAAAAAAAADU/H-birug1gwc/s72-c/bluebonnets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8812028055230818480</id><published>2009-04-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:51:08.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 yr olds &amp; King Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SeNO6Z9gMXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K3qvoCLA98w/s1600-h/prek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SeNO6Z9gMXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K3qvoCLA98w/s400/prek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324185949790286194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok...so yesterday is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.  The &lt;a href="http://www.kingdomkidsconnect.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kingdom Kids Ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was in dire need of help for the first service, so I agreed to be in room 112 with the 4 year olds.  I arrived a little before 9:00 am prepared for and hour and a half of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;small talk&lt;/span&gt;."  We played, talked, had a snack (hhmmm cookies with sprinkles - but nothing to hold the sprinkles on the cookies! :) ) and then came the craft!  If you know me, I know you are laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a transparency sheet with the outline of a cross on it.  Imagine 4 year olds and a bottle of glue (remember they have no frame of reference and they think the more the better)...lots of "globs" up and down the cross...and they were to tear (or cut neatly - ha!) off tissue paper (color of their choice) and glue it onto the cross to make a stained glass cross.  So they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were at a lull in the class after snack, after craft, with 20 mintues to go before pick-up time.  So, I held up the cross and said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"does anyone know what this is?" &lt;/span&gt; Small talk did not ensue.  Like popcorn testimonies I heard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"that's the cross that Jesus died on!"&lt;/span&gt;  As I turned to acknowledge the first answer another yells, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"yeah, and they nailed him with nails in his hands and there was blood." &lt;/span&gt; A little surprised and taken back, I took a breath to try to tie the two together, when another says, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"and he had a crown on - but it was the wrong kind of crown."&lt;/span&gt;  I said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"what do you mean?"&lt;/span&gt; The 4 year old boy said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"it had those things on it that are like stickers!"&lt;/span&gt;  I said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"you mean thorns?"&lt;/span&gt;  He said,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; "yes and they hurt - but it was still a crown."&lt;/span&gt;  Now mind you that all of this popcorn conversation was in a group setting - after snack...they were fully engaged.  I said,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; "well, who wears a crown?"&lt;/span&gt;  To which the entire group yelled out,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; "KINGS" &lt;/span&gt;and I asked,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; "who is this king?"&lt;/span&gt; To which they yelled,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; "King Jesus!"&lt;/span&gt;  Of course remembering pep rally days I said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"who is YOUR king?"&lt;/span&gt; Their response, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"King Jesus!"&lt;/span&gt;  What a precious uninhibited moment of praise from 4 year olds.  As I made my way to the second service after the reinforcements arrived, I thought to myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"will the adults in this service be as demonstrative as those 4 year olds yelling 'King Jesus'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HHhhmmm what is holding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;back?&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-8812028055230818480?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8812028055230818480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-yr-olds-king-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8812028055230818480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8812028055230818480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-yr-olds-king-jesus.html' title='4 yr olds &amp; King Jesus'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SeNO6Z9gMXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K3qvoCLA98w/s72-c/prek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1748080073644482344</id><published>2009-03-19T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:44:19.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bride &amp; Bridegroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Saturday was a first.  This is going to be as vulnerable as I have ever been on this blog. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the wedding of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Erika Walter&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chris Snapp&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;It was at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;University Baptist Church&lt;/span&gt;...filled with white candles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/ScKIXfRkXFI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4p0isXhYJQ/s1600-h/2606_610835069553_9207873_37458227_4289035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/ScKIXfRkXFI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4p0isXhYJQ/s400/2606_610835069553_9207873_37458227_4289035_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314960447364160594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They started with the Steven Curtis Chapman/Geoff Moore song, "&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ceronsongs/music/pQWADjdL/steven-curtis-chapman-listen-to-our-hearts/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listen to our Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" and Erika came down the aisle to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8welVgKX8Qo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In Christ Alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I have cried many times at weddings over what I do not have (a husband) but this was the first time that I cried at a wedding over what I do have - Christ as my Bridegroom.  This wedding was so worshipful to me.  Thank you Erika, Chris, Logan, Megan, Mason, Jeff, and Teri for letting me participate in this union for all eternity.&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/6106170158843531511-1748080073644482344?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1748080073644482344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bride-bridegroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1748080073644482344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1748080073644482344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bride-bridegroom.html' title='Bride &amp; Bridegroom'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/ScKIXfRkXFI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4p0isXhYJQ/s72-c/2606_610835069553_9207873_37458227_4289035_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4127755335722205787</id><published>2009-03-15T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:20:07.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Bears Big 12 Champs</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; defeated Texas A&amp;amp;M, 72-63, to claim the &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncw/recap?gameId=290740239"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Big 12 tournament title game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today in Oklahoma City. Baylor beat the Aggies for the third time this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1ft9KNKuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yQeZRVuiRzg/s1600-h/WCWFVKISLGWVGXE.20090315194941.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1ft9KNKuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yQeZRVuiRzg/s320/WCWFVKISLGWVGXE.20090315194941.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313508378483174114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so exciting since we lost our leading scorer two weeks ago.  The team has pulled together to make this a true TEAM sport.  They will find out their fate in the NCAA tournament Monday night on the selection show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1hNPatS2I/AAAAAAAAACY/9b5vyL9oCvg/s1600-h/VTDVPEQZMDJWXKJ.20090314012817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1hNPatS2I/AAAAAAAAACY/9b5vyL9oCvg/s320/VTDVPEQZMDJWXKJ.20090314012817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313510015471799138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-baskbl/bay-m-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BU "Man Bears"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who had a great run through the men's tournament by beating Nebraska on Wednesday, top-ranked Kansas on Thursday, texas on Friday.  They lost in the Big 12 Championship game to Mizzou.  They will most likely go to the &lt;a href="http://www.nit.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and will also find out for sure tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1iEZn48SI/AAAAAAAAACg/1AZtyCMpm9s/s1600-h/2862588.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1iEZn48SI/AAAAAAAAACg/1AZtyCMpm9s/s400/2862588.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313510963104248098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The good thing about the &lt;a href="http://www.nit.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is that we can bid to play at home for the first two games.  The semi-finals and finals are played in NYC at &lt;a href="http://www.thegarden.com/seating/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madison Square Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1ie_0kV4I/AAAAAAAAACo/DIx0cByZqjs/s1600-h/thumb-venues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1ie_0kV4I/AAAAAAAAACo/DIx0cByZqjs/s400/thumb-venues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313511420034570114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4127755335722205787?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4127755335722205787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/03/lady-bears-big-12-champs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4127755335722205787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4127755335722205787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/03/lady-bears-big-12-champs.html' title='Lady Bears Big 12 Champs'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/Sb1ft9KNKuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yQeZRVuiRzg/s72-c/WCWFVKISLGWVGXE.20090315194941.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-5458193612989541831</id><published>2009-02-27T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:58:33.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lace Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafR-L0BuMI/AAAAAAAAABw/FnG2b2rhAXg/s1600-h/ks-laceW-bb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafR-L0BuMI/AAAAAAAAABw/FnG2b2rhAXg/s320/ks-laceW-bb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307441552132520130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Man how time flies.  Last basketball season, some of my good friends were living at the cabin with me and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Walker Paul "Lacedarius" Williams&lt;/span&gt; was born.  He came home to the cabin and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Aunt Kim"&lt;/span&gt; quickly learned that early morning prayer time was also snuggle time.  This time helped me gain perspective about my day...really, nothing seemed significant compared to holding  a little person...a life, in your hands...watching him breathe and sleep...then to see him recognize familiar faces or voices and try to smile...just gums...then he was old enough to transport to the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-baskbl/bay-m-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Baylor basketball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;games...where he picked up his name "&lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-baskbl/mtt/dunn_lacedarius00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Lacedarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" or "Lace" for short.  And now, a year later &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Mr. Cutness&lt;/span&gt; is walking, running, babbling, throwing food, petting the dog, loving tractors, making car and airplane noises...wow, what a difference a year makes.  Lace, here's to you...a toddler becoming a boy...I pray that you would&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; continue to grow in wisdom, stature, favor with God and favor with man &lt;/span&gt;(Luke 2:52).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafVLXKbiBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nU70gKwqL0Q/s1600-h/ejksW+at+bubb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafVLXKbiBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nU70gKwqL0Q/s320/ejksW+at+bubb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307445077052459026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafVL6DdIYI/AAAAAAAAACA/8iX3W2Z0zdE/s1600-h/KS+WW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafVL6DdIYI/AAAAAAAAACA/8iX3W2Z0zdE/s320/KS+WW.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307445086418444674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-5458193612989541831?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/5458193612989541831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/02/lace-williams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5458193612989541831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5458193612989541831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/02/lace-williams.html' title='Lace Williams'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SafR-L0BuMI/AAAAAAAAABw/FnG2b2rhAXg/s72-c/ks-laceW-bb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-806870321636551198</id><published>2009-02-16T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:47:03.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Finally - I got my pictures from the fall off my camera..with the help of a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thanks Baker!&lt;/span&gt;  So here are a few moments from last fall to catch up on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49gSGK_I/AAAAAAAAABY/Fz4NMWbNOoc/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49gSGK_I/AAAAAAAAABY/Fz4NMWbNOoc/s320/Picture+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303543771727014898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOGS FIREPIT&lt;/span&gt; at the Ponderosa.  My Bible Study girls came out on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving and we ate some dinner and then took a hayride back to the firepit.  We had to improvise since McLennan County was under a burn ban but we all had fun...till the husbands started calling around bedtime! just kidding..but the smores and the fire and some good Titus 2 talking....here are a couple of shots to remember that night: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOGS &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BLOGS &lt;/span&gt;at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FIREPIT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49D5lfzI/AAAAAAAAABI/jkHwKOXN30c/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49D5lfzI/AAAAAAAAABI/jkHwKOXN30c/s320/Picture+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303543764108017458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, the &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/campusrec/oa/index.php?id=33593"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outdoor Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Rock&lt;/span&gt; staff came over for a little firepit action of their own, but they actually came on a warmer night and cooked out over the open fire...some were more adventuresome than those that opted for the traditional hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn5qvz72nI/AAAAAAAAABg/0ohGtsqLSCo/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn5qvz72nI/AAAAAAAAABg/0ohGtsqLSCo/s320/Picture+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303544548989590130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is good to work with students.  And, in &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/campusrec/oa/index.php?id=33593"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Outdoor Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, there is no "10-second" rule...you just have to retrieve it before the dogs or other varmits.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kelli McMahan&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Outdoor Adventure Program Director&lt;/span&gt; and it is good to actually work with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49BpXuFI/AAAAAAAAABA/N3_eCVThWIk/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49BpXuFI/AAAAAAAAABA/N3_eCVThWIk/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303543763503134802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, here is a head shot of me and my favorite bear (on my front porch). &lt;br /&gt;My sweet brother hauled him back from Red River, NM one summer and he fits perfectly&lt;br /&gt;(in the fam and on the porch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn5qz5A6HI/AAAAAAAAABo/4GdXZa0--zE/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn5qz5A6HI/AAAAAAAAABo/4GdXZa0--zE/s320/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303544550084634738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned later this week for the "Old Rattler" story and the ingenuity of my grandfather following the worst whipping of my life! &lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-806870321636551198?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/806870321636551198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-i-got-my-pictures-from-fall-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/806870321636551198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/806870321636551198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-i-got-my-pictures-from-fall-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SZn49gSGK_I/AAAAAAAAABY/Fz4NMWbNOoc/s72-c/Picture+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-144572321982702807</id><published>2009-01-19T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:07:42.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude Adjustment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;As I try to navigate this world of technology, and find myself frustrated, it only takes a moment for reality to set in...this is not my domain.  I grew up in the world of hand-written notes, party-line phones...only after college were the infamous "bag phones" created for cars, then came cell phones, the internet, email, instant messages, text messages, and Facebook.  It is a wonderful world we live in with the capability to call our friends who life on different continents or to keep up with 100's or 1000's of friends and their families with the press of a button.  My frustration melts into gratitude although I don't ever think this world will be my home...I'm just a'passin' through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SXTAz9iqreI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6fM8cUMP8kM/s1600-h/Family+Christmas+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SXTAz9iqreI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6fM8cUMP8kM/s320/Family+Christmas+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293067460993002978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am also grateful for the creation I see all around me.  There are trees, grass, clouds, along with the sun and moon and stars.  I feel the cool wind on my face and know I am alive in the natural realm.  Yesterday as I worshipped in my home church, I felt alive in the spiritual realm.  I am grateful to be alive on earth and moreover alive in Christ.  On the dawn of a new year, I am hopeful that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"...the Lord Jesus Christ Himself and God our Father loves us and had given us everlasting consolation and good hope by grace, [He will] comfort our hearts and establish us in every good word and work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; (2 Thessalonians 2:16-17).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SXTAzry2jOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xYVx3sPXSVU/s1600-h/walker+laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SXTAzry2jOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xYVx3sPXSVU/s320/walker+laugh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293067456229051618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am also grateful to have the time to catch you up on the past two months...from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOGS&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogs&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Walker Lacedarious Williams&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Will the Thrill&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;and the start of 2009...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Life is most certainly Good&lt;/span&gt;...just as is our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With a Grateful Heart.....&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-144572321982702807?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/144572321982702807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/01/gratitude-adjustment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/144572321982702807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/144572321982702807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2009/01/gratitude-adjustment.html' title='Gratitude Adjustment'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/SXTAz9iqreI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6fM8cUMP8kM/s72-c/Family+Christmas+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1746451336869392905</id><published>2008-11-28T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREED FROM.... or TO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/STALJ6dzwZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_dvt5cD3yug/s1600-h/lwcI_crd_plp_BethMoore_BreakingFree_150x198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/STALJ6dzwZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_dvt5cD3yug/s320/lwcI_crd_plp_BethMoore_BreakingFree_150x198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273727428591862162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I have no pictures but I am going to try to give you and update on some of the lessons learned from &lt;a href="http://www.lproof.org/about_beth_moore.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Beth Moore's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; teaching during the re-taping of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Breaking Free Bible Study&lt;/span&gt; mentioned earlier on this blog.  There were 10 sessions plus an introduction.  the premise of the whole Bible Study is from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaiah 61:1-4&lt;/span&gt; and it parallels the bondage of the Israelites to believers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because the Lord has annointed me to bring good news to the poor; He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound...to comfort all who mourn...to give them a beautiful headress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of priase instead of a faint spirit, that they may be called the oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord that He may be glorified.  They shall build up the ancient ruins....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several main points from the week and without stealing Beth's thunder of some of the poingant analogies I will share some thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The least likely make mighty warriors.  All of us have strongholds - those things or people that we are preoccupied with that are destructive to healthy spiritual lives.  Bonadage is anything that hinders us from being who God created us to be.  If we don't seek freedom - we will seek shelter, primarily in our strongholds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEBREWS 4:12&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword; piercing even dividing asunder soul and spirit, joint and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YOU NEED A BULLET IN YOUR &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GU&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; - Having a quiet time replete with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Word of God&lt;/span&gt; is your ammunition.  There is no substitute...not a sunset, a mountain, a beach, or any other created thing...not a song, or a poem...the only thing potent enough is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Word of God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So load up....there are shotgun shells that spray for a wide variety and their are bullets (or for shotguns - a slug) that are for a more narrow aim.  Whatever your stronghold is, The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Word of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  has the ammo you need to derail the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's your choice: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bandage or Bondage! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is. 61:1  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Spirit of the Lord is upon me...to bind up the brokenhearted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  God is much more interested in our calling than our comfort.  We are not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREED FROM&lt;/span&gt; ______ we are actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREED TO&lt;/span&gt; _______ !  Many of us are under the captivity of activity.  We do not know how to rest...we are busy, busy, busy.  We check our email, facebook, my space, our text messages, voice messages, and mailboxes.  We listen but we don't hear.  We talk but our lives don't speak.  We have been called to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;COME WITH ME...TO A QUIET PLACE...GET SOME REST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Mark 6:30-31).&lt;/span&gt;  Just because there is a need...it doesn't mean you (or I ) are called to meet it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite enough to dwell on.  The taping sessions were so applicable (as you can tell) and have given me much food for thought.  What you see here are the nuggets I will grapple with for the next few months.  How do I slow my life down enough to ...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;REST IN HIM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;REST WITH HIM&lt;/span&gt;?  Thanks for indulging me the priviledge of sharing some of the week with you.  I will say that this study will be well worth your time and will transform your heart to be more like His.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1746451336869392905?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1746451336869392905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/11/freed-from-or-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1746451336869392905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1746451336869392905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/11/freed-from-or-to.html' title='FREED FROM.... or TO?'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/STALJ6dzwZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_dvt5cD3yug/s72-c/lwcI_crd_plp_BethMoore_BreakingFree_150x198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3631624606368214598</id><published>2008-11-26T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Free from Work</title><content type='html'>Today I am off - totally off - not mentally (well, maybe) but from work at work and work at home.  I have had a terrific month of November...first, I got a good report from my Dr. about my knee...still no load-bearing exercising - until January - but I can bike and do the elliptical machine!  Then I took an entire week off November 10-15 and went to visit my good friend, Elizabeth, in Pass Christian, MS.  During the day, I got to see her new world with her precious son, Walker Paul Lacedarius Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SS1rWuiSL5I/AAAAAAAAAng/pBa2h8-fWTw/s1600-h/KsWp.shoulders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SS1rWuiSL5I/AAAAAAAAAng/pBa2h8-fWTw/s320/KsWp.shoulders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272988776913842066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about 4:30 each day we drove to New Orleans to &lt;a href="http://www.franklinabc.com/"&gt;Franklin Avenue Baptist Church&lt;/a&gt; to be a part of the re-taping of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Breaking Free Bible Study&lt;/span&gt; - live with &lt;a href="http://www.lproof.org/"&gt;Beth Moore&lt;/a&gt;!  This was such an amazing thing to witness.  There is no way I can really describe it.  I have tried and tried to see how I could actually blog about it...I am working today on narrowing down my thoughts to a few talking points....then I will post them later this week...since, as you know, I have the rest of the week off! :)  so, stay tuned for an update within the next four to five days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/KIM_SC%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SS1ue9JkhWI/AAAAAAAAAno/f_Es_0PRm1A/s1600-h/s9219002_32231808_5048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SS1ue9JkhWI/AAAAAAAAAno/f_Es_0PRm1A/s320/s9219002_32231808_5048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272992216810554722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final note on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Redemption&lt;/span&gt;....this is the prequel for the 7th season of Jack Bauer and "&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/24/dossier/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" that was aired on Sunday night.  It was set in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Africa &lt;/span&gt;and honestly hit a little close to home because it showed some rebels mounting a coup against the government and what Jack has to do to save 14 young boys...it reminded me of my time earlier this year in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rwanda &lt;/span&gt;and a bit of what it must have been like to live in fear and for children to be captured and forced to serve in the makeshift army.  Anyway, alot of thought provoking scenes...but the very last one will preach...Jack gives up his freedom so that the boys will be saved...sounds familiar. More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-3631624606368214598?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3631624606368214598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/11/breaking-free-from-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3631624606368214598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3631624606368214598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/11/breaking-free-from-work.html' title='Breaking Free from Work'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SS1rWuiSL5I/AAAAAAAAAng/pBa2h8-fWTw/s72-c/KsWp.shoulders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7207020975373462232</id><published>2008-10-18T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOWDY Interlocking BU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpF8JxAFpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/WZtanMZeTYE/s1600-h/hp3_lo_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpF8JxAFpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/WZtanMZeTYE/s320/hp3_lo_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592414624388754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know - I know - It has been way too long.  My excuse is that I don't like to post without pictures and I got a new computer in late July and can't find the program to pull my pics off the camera.  So, here is a quick and easy update for the past two and a half months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Late July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The BU Board of Regents had the courage to fire an ego-centric, selfish man who served (and I use that term lightly) as BU's president for just over two years.  His only achievement was to unite the faculty and staff on one issue: he had to go.  God's word is true - you reap what you sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Long Live the Interlocking BU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo8D0pnhuI/AAAAAAAAAmo/XxJEQ-pGQXk/s1600-h/BU_green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo8D0pnhuI/AAAAAAAAAmo/XxJEQ-pGQXk/s320/BU_green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258581551278950114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We pulled off the biggest &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/cll/move2bu/index.php?id=38629"&gt;Move In&lt;/a&gt; project of my tenure in the third week of August...3100 students in 10 hours over two days...complete with traffic patterns, 100 degree heat, safety vests, loaded down suburbans, and all the anxious parents you can ask for...with misty eyes looking back in the rearview mirrors.  Over 2400 volunteers hauled stuff up six floors (12 flights) and all is well at BU with the second largest class in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpHN4ZbsUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/GSWQDyu9JPI/s1600-h/move+in2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpHN4ZbsUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/GSWQDyu9JPI/s320/move+in2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258593818711404866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnmccain.com/"&gt;John McCain&lt;/a&gt; has the courage to tag Sarah Heath Palin to be his running mate for the 2008 Presidential Elections.  I can't say I was ever excited about John McCain although I do think of him as an American hero who does not put himself before others.  I read "A Nightingale's Song" which is the story of 5 guys who all graduated from the Naval Academy at Annapolis and how their lives each followed a path of leadership.  Some resopnded with integrity, others wasted their opportunities.  All this to say, McCain has made the most of his and I am most impressed with Cindy, his wife, who has used her wealth to serve others all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpE3HIWR9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/aJj10d213vQ/s1600-h/landing_jfc_01b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpE3HIWR9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/aJj10d213vQ/s320/landing_jfc_01b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258591228506032082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Palin"&gt;Sarah Palin&lt;/a&gt; has impressed me with her candid talk and her seemingly unshakable faith, charisma, confidence, and consistent demonstrations of grace.  I am praying for God's light to shine brightly in this election time...to illuminate the truth and to expose the lies.  I am excited about this ticket and know that God is in control, no matter what happens in the next 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I went to the Big 12 &amp;amp; Friends Conference for Recreation Directors in Norman, OK.  We started the conference with a golf tournament that my team won and I won the long-drive contest...yeah for playing from the red tees!  Below you will see me with my winning teammates: Garry Armstrong (OU), Zane Carlson (Cybex rep - former BU Baseball pitcher), and Dennis Corrington (TAMU).   On another note, more later, coming off a 15' putt on an elevated green, I stepped down on my right leg to find instability and finally face plant.  This would lead to a lateral meniscus tear to be repaired in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo_5pBgicI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8y1fjp_x0lo/s1600-h/Big+12+golf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo_5pBgicI/AAAAAAAAAmw/8y1fjp_x0lo/s320/Big+12+golf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258585774405749186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three big things so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First and most important, Walker Paul Williams turned ONE on the sixth.  He is such a sweet little man.  He was born here in Waco and came home to the Ponderosa for about three months.  We spent many early mornings cuddling and napping and praying together.  He now lives on the coast of Mississippi and I am going to visit him in less than a month.  He is all boy - like his dad and has a sweet demeanor - like his mom.  I can't wait to give that boy a squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo51DdyKWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HaBCD7S7Ql0/s1600-h/Walker+walkn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo51DdyKWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/HaBCD7S7Ql0/s320/Walker+walkn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258579098534553954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second my long-time friend and vice president, Dr. Dub Oliver resigned from Baylor to be the president of &lt;a href="http://www.etbu.edu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETBU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(East Texas Baptist University) beginning June 1.  It will be a great loss for Baylor, a long goodbye, and a terrific gain for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETBU.&lt;/span&gt;  We commuted to complete our PhD's together back and forth to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAMU&lt;/span&gt; burning up Highway 6.  I am grateful for our time together and wish him all the best as he expands his impact to more students than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo8DrZr40I/AAAAAAAAAmg/2tPEcE1fFCM/s1600-h/splash_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo8DrZr40I/AAAAAAAAAmg/2tPEcE1fFCM/s320/splash_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258581548796207938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, yesterday, I had my lateral meniscus repaired with an arthroscope done by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. JP Bramhall&lt;/span&gt;.  He did the reconstruction on my left knee about 12 years ago.  Then he scoped out the scar tissue on that same knee about 4 years ago.  I am grateful for his expertise, his professionalism, and his friendship as a fellow believer.  We have a fun tradition because he is the team Dr. for the Fightin' Texas Aggie football team and I work on the BU sidelines: we always meet each other at mid-field (like head coaches) to say "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://admissions.tamu.edu/freshmen/whyAggieland/MissionStatement/traditions.aspx"&gt;howdy&lt;/a&gt;" after the BU v. TAMU football games.  I am confident that his work this time will give me many more years of activity without pain...until the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo5009Z6jI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7cg47RIaEHw/s1600-h/A00299F02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPo5009Z6jI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7cg47RIaEHw/s320/A00299F02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258579094640650802" border="0" /&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/6106170158843531511-7207020975373462232?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7207020975373462232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/10/howdy-interlocking-bu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7207020975373462232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7207020975373462232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/10/howdy-interlocking-bu.html' title='HOWDY Interlocking BU'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SPpF8JxAFpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/WZtanMZeTYE/s72-c/hp3_lo_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7978414202680844560</id><published>2008-07-30T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Summer Sunsets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnhRtuGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YmiLiSlS5l0/s1600-h/bu+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnhRtuGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YmiLiSlS5l0/s320/bu+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228985510557235298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some things I really never get tired of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of those is summertime &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texas &lt;/span&gt;sunsets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnViW5iI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/PWjuS9h-bOE/s1600-h/sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnViW5iI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/PWjuS9h-bOE/s320/sunset.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228985507405817378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are two pictures..the one above is the one I took last night&lt;br /&gt;of the trees between my cabin and the airstrip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one below is one Miss EJ took of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baylor University's&lt;/span&gt; Eastland Lakes Retreat Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnfcp17I/AAAAAAAAAbY/2pGx2Rkai_Q/s1600-h/EL+sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnfcp17I/AAAAAAAAAbY/2pGx2Rkai_Q/s320/EL+sunset.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228985510066247602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may have passes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;100 degrees&lt;/span&gt; for the past two weeks straight,&lt;br /&gt;but these are the scenes that remind me that it is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Really now, how can anyone deny there is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He is indescribable, uncontainable..he made the&lt;br /&gt;stars in the sky and He calls them by name.&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-7978414202680844560?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7978414202680844560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/07/texas-summer-sunsets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7978414202680844560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7978414202680844560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/07/texas-summer-sunsets.html' title='Texas Summer Sunsets'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SJEWnhRtuGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YmiLiSlS5l0/s72-c/bu+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3738248510149420942</id><published>2008-07-21T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Cedar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLsnvas1I/AAAAAAAAAag/xKQtxqfjD7I/s1600-h/Big+Cedar+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLsnvas1I/AAAAAAAAAag/xKQtxqfjD7I/s320/Big+Cedar+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225455066354987858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, it's funny that you think when you graduate from college that that will be the end of family vacations; however, I have found that to be untrue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family takes a family vacation each summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLsruNwmI/AAAAAAAAAao/YZsLorfAscg/s1600-h/Big+Cedar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLsruNwmI/AAAAAAAAAao/YZsLorfAscg/s320/Big+Cedar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225455067423687266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is quite a feat to get all of us off at the same time and then to try to be in agreement as to where we should spend time together.  We have been to &lt;a href="http://www.goldeneaglelodgeredriver.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red River, NM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (a family tradition).  We have also been to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Maui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.arkansasstateparks.com/lakeouachita/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lake Quachita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Newport Beach&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Galveston&lt;/span&gt;, and this year we went to Branson, MO.  Now I know this is a hotspot for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keenagers&lt;/span&gt;, but McKenna was at &lt;a href="http://www.kanakuk.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanakuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and it only seemed logical to meet up there and experience American culture.&lt;br /&gt;We started with the amazing Sunday brunch at &lt;a href="http://www.bigcedar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Cedar Lodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISNoEKV94I/AAAAAAAAAbI/CaJQnFDJCXg/s1600-h/John+%26+Kelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISNoEKV94I/AAAAAAAAAbI/CaJQnFDJCXg/s320/John+%26+Kelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457187108026242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the things attractive about &lt;a href="http://www.bigcedar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Cedar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is that it has alot of recreational activities.  You can swim, play sand volleyball, or rent a boat (fishing, ski, pontoon, canoe, paddleboat).  It is rustic and relaxing, yet nice and quiet.  John and Kelly are the die hard water people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLtOYdEeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MLUqLrNy0gM/s1600-h/Dad.RAS.+M%26M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLtOYdEeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MLUqLrNy0gM/s320/Dad.RAS.+M%26M.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225455076727656930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now in addition to outlet mall shopping, we went down in the evening to the new &lt;a href="http://www.bransonlanding.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Branson Landing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.branson.com/lake-taneycomo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lake Taneycomo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It is anchored on one end with a &lt;a href="http://www.basspro.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Shop_10151_-1_10019?hvarAID=google&amp;amp;cm_mmc=Google_AdWords-_-Brands_General+-+Bass+Pro-_-Exact+match+search+752191645-_-bass%20pro%20shop%7C-%7C100000000000000034393&amp;amp;cm_guid=1-_-100000000000000034393-_-752191645"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bass Pro Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and on the other with the Hilton and a Marriott.  It is right on the water and is a neat waterfront to stroll on....there's also ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLs4UB9KI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bgRaVclqo4M/s1600-h/KiMia+ice+cream1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLs4UB9KI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bgRaVclqo4M/s320/KiMia+ice+cream1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225455070803522722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-3738248510149420942?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3738248510149420942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-cedar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3738248510149420942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3738248510149420942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-cedar.html' title='Big Cedar'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SISLsnvas1I/AAAAAAAAAag/xKQtxqfjD7I/s72-c/Big+Cedar+flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-2452126788507387557</id><published>2008-07-11T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shackin' Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SHgax21IovI/AAAAAAAAAaY/f9VIxd3Vv0o/s1600-h/theshackad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SHgax21IovI/AAAAAAAAAaY/f9VIxd3Vv0o/s400/theshackad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221953211770381042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one week ago, my mom told me about a book that she was finishing called, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.theshackbook.com/index.html"&gt;THE SHACK&lt;/a&gt;, by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;William P. Young&lt;/span&gt;.  Now it is one week later, I have finished the book and no less than 10 of my friends tried to share their journey while reading this book.  It is an incredible story of a man who experiences some horrific tragedies in his life.  In the most recent one, concerning his daughter, he finds God in a most unique way.  Through his encounters with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;God as Father&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Papa"&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;God as Son&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;God as Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Sarayu"&lt;/span&gt;), Mack has his preconceived notions of God redesigned to a more intimate relationship rather than a distant religion full of responsibility and expectations.  This is a story of healing and our love relationship with God, regardless of the starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book and will leave you with several quotes that will speak for themselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All love and relationship is possible for you ONLY because it already exists&lt;br /&gt;within me...I AM Love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p. 101&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust is the fruit of a relationship in which you know you are loved.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p. 126&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Grace doesn't depend on suffering to exist, but where there is suffering&lt;br /&gt;you will find grace in many facets and colors.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p. 185&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith does not grow in the house of certainty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p. 189&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-2452126788507387557?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/2452126788507387557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/07/shackin-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2452126788507387557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2452126788507387557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/07/shackin-up.html' title='Shackin&amp;#39; Up'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SHgax21IovI/AAAAAAAAAaY/f9VIxd3Vv0o/s72-c/theshackad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-2277376994245051748</id><published>2008-06-14T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rwanda Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPTf5o-4LI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vZ3WPjwBUa8/s1600-h/Rwanda+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPTf5o-4LI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vZ3WPjwBUa8/s320/Rwanda+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211741738799915186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKo6jYOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IphX2vtUPbU/s1600-h/bilingual+LILYNOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Baylor in Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Youth Sports &amp;amp; General Ministry Team&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Social Work Team,&lt;/span&gt; Religion Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has taken me so long to get here.  First the 48 hour return trip from Kigali, Rwanda to Burundi to Nairobi, Kenya (9 hour layover) to London's Heathrow (5 hour layover) to Chicago (for Customs &amp;amp; Immigration) and then to DFW...only to get on a bus and ride another 2 hours to Waco, so that I could drive another 30 minutes home....it was exhausting but a good "re-entry" into society as we know it in Central Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRGp-31wI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xEX5VjkMV9o/s1600-h/ks+baby+close.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRGp-31wI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xEX5VjkMV9o/s320/ks+baby+close.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211739106076776194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This blog would be too long to tell you everything...so I will start with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talking points &lt;/span&gt;that you may hear in person over and over again...and if anyone is interested in exploring deeper, then a lunch or phone call or another blog may touch on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talking Point #1&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Why do I go on these trips?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel "called" to foreign missions; however, I do feel that part of my calling is to take students to see the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;needs of the world&lt;/span&gt;...to do my part in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"educating men and women for worldwide leadership and service"&lt;/span&gt; as part of Baylor's mission and purpose.  I absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;to be with Baylor students when they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GET IT&lt;/span&gt;.  They finally understand that they are among the top 10% of people in the world with regard to education, wealth, lifestyle, etc.  As they see the first HIV/AIDS infected person in a hospital in Kigali and they dig deep into their pockets to help meet her basic need for water and juice...this is when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;needs of the world &lt;/span&gt;become real.  I love being with them when they make a decision to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"deny themselves" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Luke 9:23)&lt;/span&gt; and purpose to reallocate their own resources to make a difference in someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRFcRvArI/AAAAAAAAAYw/qjKssO6QS4M/s1600-h/HIV+13+yr+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRFcRvArI/AAAAAAAAAYw/qjKssO6QS4M/s320/HIV+13+yr+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211739085217923762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talking Point #2 &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;African saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AMERICANS&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;they have watches but they have no time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was said early on in our adventure and it has really stuck with me.  We are in a hurry all the time.  We are late half the time and apologizing the rest of the time.  African culture allows you to get there when you get there as long as you have been all there - being fully present in a conversation with family or friends.  They truly value relationships.  We seem to value time over people.  Lawyers have "billable hours" and service providers have "installation fees" even counselors have "time slots" billed by the amount of time spent talking through issues.  One of the most popular series of books starts each title with "The One-Minute...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRG0uyHrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/QrI9pC5bFGE/s1600-h/vil+ch+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRG0uyHrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/QrI9pC5bFGE/s320/vil+ch+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211739108962082482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time we spent in Africa, we spent together....with each other, with our brothers and sisters from "every nation, tribe and tongue" sometimes we played, sometimes we worshiped, sometimes we shared, we traveled, we ate, we prayed - together.  What a different culture than the one I live in now...where I set alarms to prepare me for waking, eating, meeting, leaving, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LORD! Help me to understand that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you are not concerned with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIME &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but you are in control of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIMING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRGCiNJAI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3Fl6ucrPIgw/s1600-h/vil+mission+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRGCiNJAI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3Fl6ucrPIgw/s320/vil+mission+ch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211739095487554562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talking Point #3 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Re-evaluation of Community &amp;amp; Commitment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this will be a controversial topic and I don't intend to be political here.  But in 1994, the genocide in Rwanda (as depicted in Hotel Rwanda) devastated the lives of the survivors of over one million people - men, women &amp;amp; children - who were murdered with clubs, hoes, and machetes.  Women were raped by HIV infected males and children were killed in their mothers arms.  We went to the &lt;a href="http://www.kigalimemorialcentre.org/old/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kigali Memorial Centre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to see the exhibition including photographs, video, written accounts and artifacts (including skulls, clothes, bones, and pictures).  As we were there a group of young people employed to sell phone minutes with &lt;a href="http://www.mtn.co.za/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MTN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walked to the memorial as is their annual custom...so that they never forget.  We were about mid-way through as they started through.  You could hear some sobs, then some moans, then all out wailing of grief...these kids were very young and must have survived - but some of their families did not.  The memories overcame them and the sounds overcame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRF-RVCoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z2_OMt4mBIw/s1600-h/genocide+memorial+mass+grave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPRF-RVCoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z2_OMt4mBIw/s320/genocide+memorial+mass+grave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211739094343027330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"GOD FORBID that anything like this ever happen again in any place, any time, for any reason." &lt;/span&gt;This was a line from my journal written on-site.  This was one of the countries that the USA did not show up for...the scene in &lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2004/12/1209_041209_hotel_rwanda.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotel Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that was so disturbing was when the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rwandan &lt;/span&gt;said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Yes, please take the pictures and send them to America - then they will come and help us."&lt;/span&gt;  The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American &lt;/span&gt;reporter replied, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Americans will be eating dinner and see this on the news and say, 'that's terrible,' and they will go on eating their dinner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKYPTipI/AAAAAAAAAZY/dn3_uEhkXu4/s1600-h/genocide+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKYPTipI/AAAAAAAAAZY/dn3_uEhkXu4/s320/genocide+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211740269544966802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I look at the strides we have made in Afghanistan and Iraq - where women are being educated instead of raped - where democracy is in its infancy - and I cannot deny that our willingness to fight for freedom, education, religious liberty has made a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKZhs9pI/AAAAAAAAAZg/hg6w9XkT5WU/s1600-h/willing+sports+participants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKZhs9pI/AAAAAAAAAZg/hg6w9XkT5WU/s320/willing+sports+participants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211740269890565778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the political parallels, there is one spiritual aspect that I cannot possibly describe adequately in words.  The Rwandan people have not only survived but thrived.  The Hutus and Tutsies are living side-by-side in true community centering around forgiveness, healing, and growing beyond and through the tragedy.  It is not uncommon that younger people don't know what they are (as in Hutu or Tutsie)....but more importantly they are finding out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WHOSE &lt;/span&gt;they are.  Many of them are strong believers and our trip was one of encouraging the saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKo6jYOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IphX2vtUPbU/s1600-h/bilingual+LILYNOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPSKo6jYOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IphX2vtUPbU/s320/bilingual+LILYNOH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211740274021327074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with a quote originally attributed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;, and later &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Grant Teaff &lt;/span&gt;added the action step:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I AM ONLY ONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BUT I AM ONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT DO EVERYTHING, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BUT I CAN DO SOMETHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AND THAT WHICH I CAN DO,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I OUGHT TO DO,&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BY GOD'S GRACE, I SHALL DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-2277376994245051748?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/2277376994245051748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/06/rwanda-review.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2277376994245051748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2277376994245051748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/06/rwanda-review.html' title='Rwanda Review'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SFPTf5o-4LI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vZ3WPjwBUa8/s72-c/Rwanda+team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8487466775743848774</id><published>2008-05-17T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Rwanda</title><content type='html'>Well, in less than 24 hours I will embark on a journey that has already taken several turns.  over one year ago, I began to talk to several students about going to Kenya to work with orphans.  Just before Christmas the climate in Kenya changed to one of violence.  We quickly linked up with a Baylor Alum, Brenner Campbell, who has started a non-profit organization called &lt;a href="http://childrensmissionnetwork.org/"&gt;Children's Mission Network&lt;/a&gt;,  working to build a orphan community in Harare, Zimbabwe.  They partner with the &lt;a href="http://www.hohafrica.org/"&gt;Hands of Hope&lt;/a&gt;.  Then just as we were breaking for Spring Break, the elections in Harare made the country unstable.  We then decided to join with teams already going to Kigali, Rwanda.  We leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have seen the movie &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youtube.com/watch?v=mYwuXvA589A"&gt;Hotel Rwanda&lt;/a&gt;, you will remember that in 1994 the two governing tribes began to fight.  This escalated into a civil war and led to the genocide of the Tutsie tribe.  In three months over one million people were brutally murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SC8WwC1j3gI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Jb9nGWyyRXs/s1600-h/Zim+kids+praying.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SC8WwC1j3gI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Jb9nGWyyRXs/s320/Zim+kids+praying.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201401109287263746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to work with the orphans doing sports &amp;amp; activities.  Some others from our team will lead crafts and lessons, similar to VBS.  Maxey Parrish and  I will be speaking to the youth both Wednesday nights on "Purpose Driven Life for Teens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to blog while we are there....one of the miracles that is already logged in for this trip is that we found three refurbished laptops that were donated to several pastors in Kigali.  Baylor rolls them off of a cycle and laptops are hard to come by...but thanks to Rick Mattocks and his crew, we will be delivering them in person on Tuesday.  Our God is the creator and He is in control.  Maybe I can use one of them to update.  If not, I will blog the first week of June.  I will leave you with this quote - sort of a thoughtful reflection for our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;“Too often we think of God’s call (or our vocation) solely in terms of what we do. People speak of being called to the ministry or feeling called to work in healthcare or teaching. However, while doing will always be involved, vocation is much more than our occupation. It is the face of Christ we are called from eternity to show to the world. It is who we are called to be.” (David Benner)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8487466775743848774?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8487466775743848774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/05/hotel-rwanda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8487466775743848774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8487466775743848774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/05/hotel-rwanda.html' title='Hotel Rwanda'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SC8WwC1j3gI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Jb9nGWyyRXs/s72-c/Zim+kids+praying.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7738420388639062164</id><published>2008-04-29T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White House(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBeLOMGGO6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/YUDCys9P72o/s1600-h/White+House+-+Spring+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBeLOMGGO6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/YUDCys9P72o/s320/White+House+-+Spring+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194773771076385698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....Happy Spring!  It has been about 2 months since I blogged - I have thought about it but just never seem to get around to it...so here it is...in condensed "Reader's Digest" version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled with the Courtside Players to Albuquerque, NM to cheer on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt; in the NCAA tournament.  Why, you might ask, with the Courtside Players?  Well, the band director called and said he couldn't be in two places at once and would I consider going as the band sponsor with the women while he accompanied the men to the NCAA tournament in Washington DC.  I tried to explain that I HAVE NO RHYTHM but he insisted that all I had to do was watch the game and when they were about to in-bound the ball, I would cut them off.  Relying on the transferability of my skills, I likened this to calling a baserunner "SAFE" and crossing my arms then swinging them wide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is what I did...only the first time I did it - no one stopped playing.  The second time I did it, I hit one of the cheerleaders in the forehead as he was coming off the court!  Suffice it to say I could wear the t-shirt that reads: "WILL DO ANYTHING FOR NCAA TOURNAMENT TRIP."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBeLNcGGO4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/wjuKwvC7C6k/s1600-h/Kim+%26+Jenn+-+WH+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBeLNcGGO4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/wjuKwvC7C6k/s320/Kim+%26+Jenn+-+WH+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194773758191483778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go up to Washington DC to see a friend of mine.  She is working at the White House.  I signed up for a tour of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;East Wing&lt;/span&gt; which has the Library, the East Room, and the State Dining Room.  They accomodate over 2000 visitors on weekdays...because the White House is "the people's house."  All over the White House there are portraits of Presidents and First Ladies that line the corridors and hallways of the Ground and State floors.  The State Dining Room was the most intriguing - to think about all the dignitaries from around the world who had eaten in that room.  Carved into the fireplace mantel is a quotation from a letter by John Adams: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"I pray Heaven to Bestow the Best of Blessings on THIS HOUSE and All that shall hereafter inhabit it.  May none but Honest and Wise Men ever rule under this Roof."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBfRcsGGO_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/7kA0ivXmkKM/s1600-h/Press+Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBfRcsGGO_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/7kA0ivXmkKM/s320/Press+Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194850985998433266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Later that evening, we were honored to get to go on a tour of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;West Wing&lt;/span&gt; of the White House.  There is the Cabinet Room, the Situation Room, the Officer's Mess, the Press Briefing Room, and of course the Oval Office.  As we stood in the hallway and looked into the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oval Office&lt;/span&gt; I saw a painting of George Washington (which always stays there), Abraham Lincoln (the choice of the sitting president) and a Larry Dyke painting of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Texas Bluebonnets&lt;/span&gt;!  There was also a rug that was in bright yellows, cream, and muted oranges with the Presidential Seal in the middle and bright rays of sun extending out.  Bush said he wanted it to be a bright place full of positive thoughts and optimism that would remind him of the bright future of the United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBfQmsGGO9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/u8Y7egkiIUQ/s1600-h/lazyafternoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBfQmsGGO9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/u8Y7egkiIUQ/s320/lazyafternoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194850058285497298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you already know that I live in Crawford - home of the eco-friendly  "&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-us&amp;amp;vid=3448f3b9-78c9-4329-9e12-e5f131efe8f8&amp;amp;fg=rss&amp;amp;from=34"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Western White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;."  That link has a tour given by Laura Bush a week or so ago.  The inside is nice yet rustic and President Bush has hosted many foriegn dignitaries including Vladimire Putin (Russian President) in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBfTbsGGPAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aI81n4GO3Nc/s1600-h/250px-George_W_Bush_and_Vladimir_Putin_by_Limestone_fireplace_at_Texas_White_House_in_Crawford_Texas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBfTbsGGPAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/aI81n4GO3Nc/s320/250px-George_W_Bush_and_Vladimir_Putin_by_Limestone_fireplace_at_Texas_White_House_in_Crawford_Texas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194853167841819650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 10 days this beautiful land will host the wedding of his daughter, Jenna Bush.  For a great write up please see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ's blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://wacowilliamsfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Scroll down to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Historic Wedding Bells to Ring in Crawford&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the honor of visiting the Western White House and meeting the President and First Lady during his first term.  I could write a book on my impressions of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George "W" Bush&lt;/span&gt; but I will simply say that he is a humble man who seeks God each day.  He is not concerned with popularity or really politics - he gets up early each day and seeks God's wisdom on how to lead our nation.  Etched in my mind is the picture of him on top of the rubble at Ground Zero in September 2001 giving that historic line: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;America today is on bended knee in prayer...&lt;/span&gt;" To watch the bull horn speech click &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MiSwqaQ4VbA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To watch the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;post 9/11 speech&lt;/span&gt; click &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMiqEUBux3o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I leave you with his words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Our Country is Strong...Great people are moved to defend a great nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They cannot dampen the steel of American resolve....&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NO ONE WILL KEEP OUR LIGHT FROM SHINING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  We stand together...I ask for your prayers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-7738420388639062164?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7738420388639062164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/04/white-houses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7738420388639062164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7738420388639062164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/04/white-houses.html' title='White House(s)'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/SBeLOMGGO6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/YUDCys9P72o/s72-c/White+House+-+Spring+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-377630048290738173</id><published>2008-02-18T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim = Khem = "Happy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my new friend - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;KHEM&lt;/span&gt;!  She told me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khem &lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kim &lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a believer in Thailand who serves as a tour guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIPviJkNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YIv23IeEqi4/s1600-h/ks+khem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIPviJkNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YIv23IeEqi4/s320/ks+khem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168522957656002770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has been a long time since I posted but I have had alot happening.  On Christmas Eve, I was reflecting on the year and remembered that the pastor had asked for volunteers to help with a missions conference in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thailand&lt;/span&gt;.  One question I asked myself was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"what is holding me back?"&lt;/span&gt;  When I tried to come up with the answers I realized that each and every one was temporal.  So I called to discuss the needs and within a week, I committed to lead the youth part of the retreat.  This is in a land that is 95% Buddist but these 50 families are in China serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pNqPiJkRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Z5TI1DZoDgo/s1600-h/big+buddah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pNqPiJkRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Z5TI1DZoDgo/s320/big+buddah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168528910480675090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Chiang Mai, we stopped for a day in Bangkok.  I got to see Kat Ford (recent BU grad) and Kirk and Suzie Persons and family (they are also BU folks serving in Bangkok).  It was a fun and quick reunion.  Then we took a short long-tail boat ride to tour Bangkok on our way to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Palace"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Temple of the Emerald Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pNqfiJkSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/cgTczCcCrpQ/s1600-h/monk+gr+palc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pNqfiJkSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/cgTczCcCrpQ/s320/monk+gr+palc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168528914775642402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then flew to Chiang Mai where we had until 2:00 pm the next day to see the sights in Chiang Mai...we went to an &lt;a href="http://www.elephanteco.com/html/welcome.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MaeTang Elephant Camp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to see and feed the elephants. We saw them play soccer, play harmonicas, work with logs and paint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIQviJkPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_NkXIb4auw8/s1600-h/ele+ride+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIQviJkPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_NkXIb4auw8/s320/ele+ride+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168522974835871986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rode them across the pass to the village of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"long-necked people." &lt;/span&gt; They are supposedly Christian in their beliefs but at the age of 5 these iron rings are placed on the necks of the girls to make their necks long...the rings never come off but they add one each year.  It struck me as bondage but then I thought that their bondage is visible...whereas, ours here in America may not be visible but is just as uncomfortable and our burdens just as heavy.  This village broke my heart...but we stood in the middle and prayed out loud for the freedom of these Burma refugees and the power of the Word that is spoken in that town to release them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pNpviJkQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/p3pUhRAVJq0/s1600-h/long+neck+girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pNpviJkQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/p3pUhRAVJq0/s320/long+neck+girl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168528901890740482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retreat was for 50 families serving all over &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.washburn.edu/cas/history/stucker/ChinaProvModEACPok.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.washburn.edu/cas/history/stucker/ChGeogMeaning.html&amp;amp;h=562&amp;amp;w=616&amp;amp;sz=156&amp;amp;tbnid=BXbwzgIprxZZhM:&amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;amp;tbnw=136&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dchina%2Bmap%26um%3D1&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=images&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/a&gt;They all work for &lt;a href="http://www.christar.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/a&gt;based in Pennsylvania.  We all met in&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chiang_Mai"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Chiang Mai, Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.imperialhotels.com/chiangmai/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Imperial Chiang Mai Sports Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (i know...suffering for Jesus!).  The facilities were great but the people were the ones who won my heart.  I had 7 girls and James had 4 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIPPiJkMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BO1va9C_zN8/s1600-h/girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIPPiJkMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BO1va9C_zN8/s320/girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168522949066068162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Girls: &lt;/span&gt;Irina J, Margie, Charlotte &amp;amp; Emily C, Becca T, Alicia V &amp;amp; Nicole B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIO_iJkLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hOTb7GUQSbE/s1600-h/guys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIO_iJkLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hOTb7GUQSbE/s320/guys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168522944771100850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The guys:&lt;/span&gt; Michael B, Caleb O, Matthew J, Paul C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We spent 5 days together...talking about ourselves and our faith.  We also played water polo and went white water rafting down the Mae Ping River over some class 4 rapids.  We had a great time and laughed and screamed for about 10 miles.  Sarah Rogers put it best when she said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"I feel like I stepped into the Discovery Channel."  &lt;/span&gt;It was a surreal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pUffiJkTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-l0qpcd7Rxo/s1600-h/WW+Rafting+Thailand+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pUffiJkTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-l0qpcd7Rxo/s320/WW+Rafting+Thailand+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168536422378475826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have left out so many things...but one really neat part is that one of the girls that I had coached and had in Sunday School at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woodway &lt;/span&gt;over 10 years ago was on the trip - on our team with her grandmother.  This was a sweet reunion for us.  We laughed and prayed and worshipped and finally decided that we would get together on a regular basis back in Waco to pray and share and lift up our new friends.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sarah &lt;/span&gt;is one young woman who knows the hand of the Lord and experiences Him in creative and unique ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIQPiJkOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/l8-1C-8QD6k/s1600-h/ks.sr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIQPiJkOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/l8-1C-8QD6k/s320/ks.sr.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168522966245937378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is Good - All the Time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-377630048290738173?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/377630048290738173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/02/kim-khem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/377630048290738173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/377630048290738173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2008/02/kim-khem.html' title='Kim = Khem = &amp;quot;Happy&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R7pIPviJkNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YIv23IeEqi4/s72-c/ks+khem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-2089529221331686903</id><published>2007-12-26T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Christmas Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;...it has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;for-stinkin-ever&lt;/span&gt; since I have posted....so here is the thumbnail sketch update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 28-30&lt;/span&gt; - went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Orlando &lt;/span&gt;for an &lt;a href="http://www.athleticbusinessconference.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Athletic Business Conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - unfortuantely...by myself.  Disney is not worth seeing if you can't see it through the eyes of a child and share the experience with others (see previous blog about whose hands you hold).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/KIM_SC%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KoHS61nZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zlNckx9Rat4/s1600-h/1208whiterock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KoHS61nZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zlNckx9Rat4/s320/1208whiterock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148362167329070482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 9th&lt;/span&gt; - After a month of working on strategic plans and budgets I accomplished one of my life goals...I completed the &lt;a href="http://www.runtherock.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;White Rock Half Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Dallas Texas with two friends: Jennifer Baker and Rachael Johnson.  I dressed for the weather...it was supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60 degrees&lt;/span&gt;...but about 2 miles in in started to drizzle and the temperature did not get over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;45 degrees&lt;/span&gt;...but the three of us completed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13+ miles&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/spt/stories/120807dnsporocklede.218b0f6.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will Butts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.tsrhc.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Scottish Rite Hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KnFi61nYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/F9pTZ9d0Dqg/s1600-h/4n+Muir+woods+NF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KnFi61nYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/F9pTZ9d0Dqg/s320/4n+Muir+woods+NF.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148361037752671618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 14-17&lt;/span&gt; - I flew to San Francisco to meet up with some friends to see the city and see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#10 ranked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; play the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5 ranked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gostanford.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/sched/stan-w-baskbl-sched.html"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stanford Cardinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  We had a great time in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unionsquareshop.com/"&gt;Union Square&lt;/a&gt;, China Town, &lt;a href="http://www.ghirardellisq.com/ghirardellisq/"&gt;Ghiradelli Square&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.pier39.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pier 39&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;..the trolley was a bit frosty but dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheesecake Factory &lt;/span&gt;on the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 8th floor of Macy's&lt;/span&gt; overlooking Union Square was unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KnFi61nXI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ios7DyLRQCs/s1600-h/hear+see+speak+no+evil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KnFi61nXI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ios7DyLRQCs/s320/hear+see+speak+no+evil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148361037752671602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 19th&lt;/span&gt; - my stubborn dad took a tumble while clearing out some land and split his eyebrow and gave himself a black eye...the most frustrating part was that he refused to go to the doctor...thanks to our community nurse, Elaine Walker for making a house call!  Now we all know where the Scott "tuffskin" genes come from!  But he's still cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KnFC61nVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jzXMChVx2wY/s1600-h/dad+eye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KnFC61nVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jzXMChVx2wY/s320/dad+eye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148361029162736978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-2089529221331686903?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/2089529221331686903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/12/pre-christmas-festivities.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2089529221331686903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2089529221331686903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/12/pre-christmas-festivities.html' title='Pre-Christmas Festivities'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/R3KoHS61nZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zlNckx9Rat4/s72-c/1208whiterock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4687662433708468958</id><published>2007-11-10T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hand You Hold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;The only thing more precious than the air you breathe is the hand you hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 10 years, I have been blessed to have many young men and women to share life experiences with both on campus and off.  I have been to weddings, seen babies, prayed for work assignments and relocations, and achieved life goals with some of these friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyX0v-DOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KiyFm3jqBhg/s1600-h/KS+bay+at+wedding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyX0v-DOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KiyFm3jqBhg/s320/KS+bay+at+wedding.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131273841569303778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the most recent of these...the wedding of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bailey McKissack to Andrew Heard&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a beautiful wedding that honored the Lord through commitment and simplicity.  You can see His Beauty in Bailey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best parts of this wedding was to reconnect with students who have graduated and moved on in life.  In this picture, are many former spirit squad members who have traveled all over the US together.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave and Jennifer Burggraaf&lt;/span&gt; were the coed coaches.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Mullings &lt;/span&gt;is the current coed captain.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halie Baker&lt;/span&gt; is on the coed squad now. Amanda and Halie are two of the 10 students I am taking to Africa in May of 2008 (more to come on that). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erin Richardson&lt;/span&gt; was on the coes squad with Bailey and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura Blalock&lt;/span&gt; gets married today to Seth McCall...she was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bruiser&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robby Mullens &lt;/span&gt;and  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt Witt&lt;/span&gt; were both on the squad with Bailey.  I was the "bus driver."Life goes on and so do friendships that are built on a strong foundation and nurtured over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyYUv-DPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/RGWFpWiPlLA/s1600-h/Spirit+Bay+wed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyYUv-DPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/RGWFpWiPlLA/s320/Spirit+Bay+wed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131273850159238386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morgan Smith&lt;/span&gt; is a graduate student that I have known for five years.  We have spent alot of time together talking about the mysteries of God.  We went to Bailey's wedding together and today we are going to Laura's up in Southlake, Texas.  These pictures remind me of that song (that I think I have quoted before): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Life is Precious Life is Sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been blessed to hold the hand of God through these..."friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No longer do I call you students...I have called you friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyYkv-DQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wVwzybDW6Ig/s1600-h/morgan+ks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyYkv-DQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wVwzybDW6Ig/s320/morgan+ks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131273854454205698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4687662433708468958?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4687662433708468958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/11/hand-you-hold.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4687662433708468958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4687662433708468958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/11/hand-you-hold.html' title='The Hand You Hold'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RzXyX0v-DOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KiyFm3jqBhg/s72-c/KS+bay+at+wedding.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6425014549026558703</id><published>2007-10-22T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H-Trophys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x0zZQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/a0ZkQlYEi0M/s1600-h/Heisman+Trophys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x0zZQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/a0ZkQlYEi0M/s320/Heisman+Trophys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124377102980808386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so as amazing as this picture is in the sports world...three &lt;a href="http://www.heisman.com/"&gt;Heisman Trophys&lt;/a&gt; in one room at the &lt;a href="http://armanebraska.com/Gallery/11-15-06NEStaduimTour/IMG_1398"&gt;University of Nebraska&lt;/a&gt;...it can't hold a candle to the miracle of life brought about by our great and good creator God who breathed the whole world into existence and who chooses to use us to accomplish His purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x1jZQ_tI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Xocsi5kB5CY/s1600-h/WW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x1jZQ_tI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Xocsi5kB5CY/s320/WW.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124377115865710290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Here is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Walker Paul&lt;/span&gt; - the newest edition to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Williams &lt;/span&gt;family, that is staying at the Ponderosa.  He was born just over two weeks ago and I have thought several times about how his very presence seems to put things into proper perspective.  I will call him a "human trophy" for alliteration sake but he is one little guy who can stop your heart with one of those little baby gurgles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have been a morning person for as long as I can remember so it was only natural for me to volunteer for "the morning shift" with Walker.  EJ feeds him about 4:30 or 5:00 and then gives him to me as she tries to catch some sleep before I go to work.  He just nuzzles in and finds me to be a good human pillow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x1zZQ_uI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DNXj6gGz2Cc/s1600-h/WW+nap+KS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x1zZQ_uI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/DNXj6gGz2Cc/s320/WW+nap+KS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124377120160677602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;As he begins to realize he hasn't eaten in the last 2-3 hours he begins to make himself known.  One morning as I was walking him around and talking to him, assuring him that his needs would not go unmet and that his mother would be right with him and that he was loved...I began to giggle at how upset he was when he didn't get fed at that very moment that he realized he was in need.  Then it donned on me that God must giggle too...as we scream about not having our own needs met and about the timing and such...when He has "more than enough" blessing for us and will most assuredly meet our needs - because He knows them better than we do ourselves.  I guess about the time I thought I might be feeding on spiritual meat...I realized that I am still a baby in many senses...dependent on the Lord God Almighty for every need - even the ones I don't know I have - and I just need to calm down and let God work in His abundantly wise and methodical ways to meet me where I am and help me grow into who He wants me to be.&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-6425014549026558703?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6425014549026558703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/10/h-trophys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6425014549026558703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6425014549026558703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/10/h-trophys.html' title='H-Trophys'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rx1x0zZQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/a0ZkQlYEi0M/s72-c/Heisman+Trophys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7310028316838338447</id><published>2007-10-08T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Helloooooooooooo Blog Nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wow! It has been forever since I felt like I had anything worthy of blogging.  But Saturday night, I was at the lackluster Baylor game when I got a call from Forrest saying that Elizabeth's water had been broken and she was admitted into Labor and Delivery with an epidural waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9FDWpisI/AAAAAAAAAUY/BUsg3Y00HOk/s1600-h/williams+3+tele.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9FDWpisI/AAAAAAAAAUY/BUsg3Y00HOk/s320/williams+3+tele.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118971083468933826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F &amp;amp; EJ have been living at the cabin since June and her due date is October 20th.  She got up Saturday and said that she thought she was having contractions....fast forward.....I leave the BU game and head to &lt;a href="http://www.hillcrest.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hillcrest Baptist Medical Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just in time to visit with EJ for about an hour before they decided "it is time to start pushing."  That was at 7:35 pm.  By &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8:23 pm&lt;/span&gt; Walker had arrived and I was headed back to see the new family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo_jzWpiwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yxq1KGYAJyY/s1600-h/Walker+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo_jzWpiwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yxq1KGYAJyY/s320/Walker+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118973810773166850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Walker Paul Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;8 pounds and 11 ounces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;20.5 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9FjWpitI/AAAAAAAAAUg/MpPlfgk5-I8/s1600-h/EJ+walker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9FjWpitI/AAAAAAAAAUg/MpPlfgk5-I8/s320/EJ+walker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118971092058868434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9GTWpiuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/iLWRANF_9b4/s1600-h/F+%26+Walker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9GTWpiuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/iLWRANF_9b4/s320/F+%26+Walker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118971104943770338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been six years since I have visited the hospital to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Miracle of Life&lt;/span&gt;.  It was Heather having Mia, Erica having Caden, and Gretchen having Bailey.  Little people with little features and little systems...all in place ad functioning...wow, what struck me is that our great big God is also&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Creator and Sustainer of life&lt;/span&gt; and He says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"before you were in your mother's womb...I KNEW YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is ... the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Miracle of Life&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9GjWpivI/AAAAAAAAAUw/f6kd9Jn6hJQ/s1600-h/ks+%24+walker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9GjWpivI/AAAAAAAAAUw/f6kd9Jn6hJQ/s320/ks+%24+walker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118971109238737650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I passed Elizabeth's test on diaper changing, holding, burping, cleaning, and rocking so I guess I may be helpful when they bring him home from the hospital today.  It will probably be later this evening...between 7 and 8:00 pm (just in time to see his first Cowboys game on MNF).  The adventure begins....thank you God and thank you Forrest and Eliazbeth for letting be experienced the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Miracle of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; through the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Family of God!&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-7310028316838338447?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7310028316838338447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/10/miracle-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7310028316838338447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7310028316838338447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/10/miracle-of-life.html' title='The Miracle of Life'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rwo9FDWpisI/AAAAAAAAAUY/BUsg3Y00HOk/s72-c/williams+3+tele.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-5618081346971475846</id><published>2007-10-03T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suite Prayer</title><content type='html'>I am away...here in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nebraska &lt;/span&gt;for a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big 12 &amp;amp; Friends&lt;/span&gt;" regional conference.  As I sit through seminars and dinners I am reminded, and saddened, that I am not "at home."  I live in Texas which is in the Bible Belt.  The &lt;b&gt;Bible Belt&lt;/b&gt; is an informal term for an area of the United States of America in which socially conservative &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christianity" title="Christianity"&gt;Christian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evangelicalism" title="Evangelicalism"&gt;Evangelical&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Protestantism" title="Protestantism"&gt;Protestantism&lt;/a&gt; is a dominant part of the culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RwOENRyfRNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0Bbzr5SmeZE/s1600-h/280px-BibleBelt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RwOENRyfRNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0Bbzr5SmeZE/s320/280px-BibleBelt.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117078965271348434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am surrounded by good people doing good work on campuses across the region, and even nation.  They do not live for the same thing I do.  I hope this does not come across as judgemental, but rather an observation.  I need to be reminded that life is not always as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am staying at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://embassysuites.hilton.com/en/es/brand/about.jhtml;jsessionid=RFYOZYZPKETU2CSGBJF2VCQ?xch=79265771,EE3BDEA80FDF85D531E6036680386CC9.etc34&amp;amp;"&gt;Embassy Suites&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  I was pleasantly surprised to find a copy of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bible &lt;/span&gt;(not the Koran or Book of Mormon or nothing) in the bedside table and this prayer sitting on my pillow the first night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In ancient times there was a prayer for "The Strangers Within our Gates"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this hotel is a human institution to serve people, and not solely a money-making organization, we hope that God will grant you peace and rest while you are under our roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this suite and hotel be your "second" home.  May those you love be near you in thoughts and dreams.  Even though we may not get to know you, we hope that you will be comfortable and happy as if you were in your own house.&lt;br /&gt;May the business that brought you our way prosper.  May every call you make and every message you receive add to your joy.  When you leave, may your journey be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all travelers.  From "birth till death" we travel between the eternities.  May these days be pleasant for you, profitable for society, helpful for those you meet, and a joy to those who know and love you best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How refreshing it is to know that there are some who will go against the flow and say what they mean and have what they say mean something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-5618081346971475846?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/5618081346971475846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/10/suite-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5618081346971475846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5618081346971475846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/10/suite-prayer.html' title='Suite Prayer'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RwOENRyfRNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0Bbzr5SmeZE/s72-c/280px-BibleBelt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3706549622975287819</id><published>2007-08-30T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLYING HIGHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;I just wanted to give you a quick look at my staff.  This is a picture of most of my staff - professional, graduate students, and undergraduate students.  The week before school started, they came over to my house and we had a picnic and took a staff photo...which we will make into a poster entitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;CAMPUS RECREATION&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FLYING HIGHER&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtdJbCnuWMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JnpW-A4CiR0/s1600-h/Airplane8717_8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtdJbCnuWMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JnpW-A4CiR0/s320/Airplane8717_8x10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104629431556528322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6106170158843531511-3706549622975287819?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3706549622975287819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/08/flying-higher.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3706549622975287819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3706549622975287819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/08/flying-higher.html' title='FLYING HIGHER'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtdJbCnuWMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JnpW-A4CiR0/s72-c/Airplane8717_8x10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3853531821662306007</id><published>2007-08-26T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Readin' Writin' and 'rithmatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;what a whirlwind last few weeks&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;two major projects &lt;/span&gt;that originate in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.baylor.edu/campusrec/splash.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Campus Recreation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt; have occurred with several smaller sidebars.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIuCSnuWJI/AAAAAAAAATw/zX8aYMFnPb8/s1600-h/Move+In+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIuCSnuWJI/AAAAAAAAATw/zX8aYMFnPb8/s320/Move+In+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103191944657262738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On August 15th and 16th we moved in over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3000 incoming students&lt;/span&gt;.  We started with about 1000 on Wednesday and had the big Freshmen Halls on Thursday.  Over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2500 volunteers&lt;/span&gt; helped direct traffic, carry boxes, clothes, and "stuff" into dorm rooms that are barely over 150 sq ft.  This annual event, affectionately called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.baylor.edu/pr/news.php?action=story&amp;story=46284"&gt;MOVE IN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, grew this year into two days after last year being a 5:00 am - 4:00 pm ordeal in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;106 degree temperatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIuDCnuWKI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RMLgKzUQir8/s1600-h/Move+In+photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIuDCnuWKI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RMLgKzUQir8/s320/Move+In+photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103191957542164642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;School started on Monday, August 20th and we held our annual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Late Night at the SLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; on Friday.  This year we had over 100 organizations with booths set up all over the SLC and over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;150 dodgeball teams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in the kickoff intramural event of the year.  We have been touted as having the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"largest collegiate dodgeball tournament in the nation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; which I have always disputed because actually, no one measures.  But this year, that became a self-fulfilling prophecy.  Our new IM Coordinator had wide eyes and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GREAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Late Night&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIvhSnuWLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/R_xRN-Eyejk/s1600-h/db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIvhSnuWLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/R_xRN-Eyejk/s320/db.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103193576744835250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last but not least, on a more meaningful note, I have read several books the latter part of the summer.  Non-fiction, I have read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Gospel-According-Starbucks-Living-Passion/dp/1578566495/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-7481400-6579853?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1188180293&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Gospel According to Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Leonard Sweet) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Heart-Seven-Rules-Live/dp/1401303331/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-7481400-6579853?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1188180336&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;From the Heart, Seven Rules to Live By&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Robin Roberts) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Same-Kind-Different-Modern-Day-International/dp/0849900417/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-7481400-6579853?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1188180400&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Same Kind of Different As Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; (Ron Hall and Denver Moore).  I have also read several fiction books like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Last-Sin-Eater-Francine-Rivers/dp/1414315716/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-7481400-6579853?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1188180457&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last Sin Eater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Francine Rivers), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Plain-Truth-Jodi-Picoult/dp/0671776134/ref=pd_bbs_2/103-7481400-6579853?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1188180505&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Plain Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Jodi Picoult), and am almost finished with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Kite-Runner-MTI-Khaled-Hosseini/dp/0385665202/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2/103-7481400-6579853?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1188180561&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; (Khaled Hosseini).  Each of them has taught me something and led me to think about things beyond my life here on earth.  I recommend all of these books and will leave you with a little prayer of prose from Robin Roberts' family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;LIGHT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;of God Surrounds Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;of God Enfolds Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;POWER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;of God Protects Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;PRESENCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;of God Watches Over Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;WHEREVER I AM, GOD IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-3853531821662306007?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3853531821662306007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/08/readin-writin-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3853531821662306007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3853531821662306007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/08/readin-writin-and.html' title='Readin&amp;#39; Writin&amp;#39; and &amp;#39;rithmatic'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RtIuCSnuWJI/AAAAAAAAATw/zX8aYMFnPb8/s72-c/Move+In+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1928344892348941730</id><published>2007-08-07T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlB-2JXAiI/AAAAAAAAASw/VXkTpeKoHX8/s1600-h/girls10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlB-2JXAiI/AAAAAAAAASw/VXkTpeKoHX8/s320/girls10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096177001288892962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish they all could be &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bI9XUeQoGcE&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;CALIFORNIA GIRLS&lt;/a&gt;....here is a pic of my favorite California girls.  My 1st cousin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trina &lt;/span&gt;and her daughter &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt;, then "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaby&lt;/span&gt;" then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dee Dee&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aunt Sue&lt;/span&gt;.  If I ever left the Great State of Texas I would become a card-carrying CA girl for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlB_WJXAkI/AAAAAAAAATA/qdQJBgMZlu4/s1600-h/late+night+fire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlB_WJXAkI/AAAAAAAAATA/qdQJBgMZlu4/s320/late+night+fire2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096177009878827586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend started out on Friday night at the &lt;a href="http://www.stockteam.com/hsbch.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Huntington Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; around a fire pit.  We roasted hot dogs and smores and had about 5 family members and about 20 friends.  The Pacific Ocean was warm enough even in the evening to go it (some of the guys went in at 9:30 just before closing).  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEmWJXAmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4MyWPQfEPjM/s1600-h/smores+ron+adam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEmWJXAmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4MyWPQfEPjM/s200/smores+ron+adam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096179878916981346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time of relaxing by the fire and it was the first time in my life that I donned a jacket in the month of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEmGJXAlI/AAAAAAAAATI/9NvIZUsXsLw/s1600-h/kim+gaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEmGJXAlI/AAAAAAAAATI/9NvIZUsXsLw/s200/kim+gaby2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096179874622014034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, I went over to pick up my 90 year old grandmother "Gaby" to take her to get an &lt;a href="http://www.in-n-out.com/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN n OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burger &lt;/span&gt;and to pick up some "bridge mix" at &lt;a href="http://www.sees.com/about.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See's Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shop.  It was a good time to get her out and for us to visit since I didn't make it out in May for her b-day party.  She is a bit forgetful these days but her laugh is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEp2JXApI/AAAAAAAAATo/xtb5ZlcpfBg/s1600-h/ron+sue+b-day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEp2JXApI/AAAAAAAAATo/xtb5ZlcpfBg/s200/ron+sue+b-day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096179939046523538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Sunday after church, we all went to my Aunt Sue and Uncle Don's condo for a family celebration of Ron's birthday.  It is on &lt;a href="http://www.stockteam.com/hbwelcom.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Huntington Harbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  The weather was unbelievably nice and being with family is beyond words.  I am grateful for the fellowship and true kindred spirits we share and treasure each time we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEnmJXAnI/AAAAAAAAATY/NppxCi4C-QE/s1600-h/CA+fam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlEnmJXAnI/AAAAAAAAATY/NppxCi4C-QE/s200/CA+fam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096179900391817842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1928344892348941730?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1928344892348941730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/08/california-girls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1928344892348941730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1928344892348941730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/08/california-girls.html' title='California Girls'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RrlB-2JXAiI/AAAAAAAAASw/VXkTpeKoHX8/s72-c/girls10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-2855269933503037868</id><published>2007-07-30T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A few quick summer pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYmJXAgI/AAAAAAAAASg/I1nPkCDyIQw/s1600-h/Bella+%26+Bear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYmJXAgI/AAAAAAAAASg/I1nPkCDyIQw/s320/Bella+%26+Bear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093197767159251458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bella &lt;/span&gt;(EJ &amp; Forest's American Bulldog) poses by my new friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;on the front porch of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ponderosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sX2JXAdI/AAAAAAAAASI/GH8TJlR5CqI/s1600-h/Mia+surf+close.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sX2JXAdI/AAAAAAAAASI/GH8TJlR5CqI/s320/Mia+surf+close.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093197754274349522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mia &lt;/span&gt;practicing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surfing &lt;/span&gt;with her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CA cousins &lt;/span&gt;in town...goggles and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYGJXAeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/we4j7ZHW5Yw/s1600-h/McK+Brady.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYGJXAeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/we4j7ZHW5Yw/s320/McK+Brady.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093197758569316834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McKenna &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brady &lt;/span&gt;enjoying an afternoon at the pool. &lt;br /&gt;This is a typical summer day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Brady LOVES to swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYWJXAfI/AAAAAAAAASY/1VPP3Uyp3kI/s1600-h/lake+waco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYWJXAfI/AAAAAAAAASY/1VPP3Uyp3kI/s320/lake+waco.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093197762864284146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lake Waco&lt;/span&gt; at the peak of the flooding rains. &lt;br /&gt;Our lake rose over&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 23 feet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the pavillion almost totally submerged. &lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-2855269933503037868?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/2855269933503037868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2855269933503037868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2855269933503037868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-pics.html' title='Summer Pics'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq6sYmJXAgI/AAAAAAAAASg/I1nPkCDyIQw/s72-c/Bella+%26+Bear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6107198553749983811</id><published>2007-07-29T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Surf - We Shoot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1cb2JXAaI/AAAAAAAAARw/gWW9MhSYw1w/s1600-h/S%26A+at+BU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1cb2JXAaI/AAAAAAAAARw/gWW9MhSYw1w/s320/S%26A+at+BU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092828387086893474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I cannot keep up with the "current events" here at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scottwood &lt;/span&gt;but better late than never.  You may or may not know that my mother grew up in Southern California.  My dad was stationed in the navy in Long Beach and met her and the rest is history.  So, half my family is still in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SO.CAL&lt;/span&gt;.   I have been out there recruiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;for the past 8 years and I put enough bugs in my cousins ears (and enough shirts on their backs) that Shane (class of 2009) decided to seriously consider &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as a college option.  So my cousin DeeDee and Ron, Shane (17) and Austin (15) came for a &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/admissions/index.php?id=23182"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sic'em Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on campus.  After the official recruiting tour, I gave them the real tour.  Here you can see some of the time we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1cbmJXAZI/AAAAAAAAARo/XjqQCUdO6jM/s1600-h/M%26M++S%26A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1cbmJXAZI/AAAAAAAAARo/XjqQCUdO6jM/s320/M%26M++S%26A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092828382791926162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nieces, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;McKenna &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mia &lt;/span&gt;met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Shane &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Austin &lt;/span&gt;in the pool and immediately formed the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;crush&lt;/span&gt;."  The boys were really sweet and cute in how they played with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1ccGJXAbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IRfwkUj4V0k/s1600-h/3+musketeers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1ccGJXAbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IRfwkUj4V0k/s320/3+musketeers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092828391381860786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad took the guys to shoot pistols and then later skeet.  They loved it.  I don't know if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;sold them or my way cool dad who let them shoot guns but I think the trip was a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1eImJXAcI/AAAAAAAAASA/WOhltxFekvo/s1600-h/Austin+Target.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1eImJXAcI/AAAAAAAAASA/WOhltxFekvo/s320/Austin+Target.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092830255397667266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One little serious thought&lt;/span&gt;: Because we did not grow up together, without making the effort, we would have never really known them other than brief holiday visits.  Some of my family, like DeeDee and Ron's family, are believers that are experiencing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"abundant life"&lt;/span&gt; that Christ has designed for them.  Many of my family out there are not.  It really brings many things in to perspective when you have family members that you love and care about who do not know him.  It highlights the scripture &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"they will know we are Christians by the way that we love one another"&lt;/span&gt; which causes me to ask the familiar question, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"how then should I live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do I live like I love them?  Can they tell a difference? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Besides the fact that they surf and we shoot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6107198553749983811?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6107198553749983811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/they-surf-we-shoot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6107198553749983811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6107198553749983811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/they-surf-we-shoot.html' title='They Surf - We Shoot!'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rq1cb2JXAaI/AAAAAAAAARw/gWW9MhSYw1w/s72-c/S%26A+at+BU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1834023947841275752</id><published>2007-07-21T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POTTER-Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG4WJXAXI/AAAAAAAAARY/UgszctZNrww/s1600-h/HP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG4WJXAXI/AAAAAAAAARY/UgszctZNrww/s320/HP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089708462713536882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It is hard for me to believe all the hype over the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; book release.  Parties at midnight, pre-sales, dressing up like the characters.  Men, Women, Children alike have been taken captive by this fiction writing.  What is hard for me to believe is that there is a book that has been out for centuries, it has been on the best-seller list for as long as it has existed.  It comes in most every language spoken.  It is not fiction, but rather chronicles tales of the great adventure of history through the eyes of heroes and villians.  It tells the story of redeeming love, supreme sacrifice...it shows the power and majesty of the Creator of the Universe and His desire to be in relation with those He loves and has created in His own image.  The Bible tells the story of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Truth&lt;/span&gt;.  Yet very few get excited about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bible&lt;/span&gt;.  Very few celebrate the telling of The Story (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt;tory).  Very few will buy-in early and even fewer will "dress themselves" like the main character.  They will know we are Christians by the way that we love one another...so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"PUT ON love." &lt;/span&gt;Colossians 3:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG4WJXAWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PwdG8FwVdBw/s1600-h/potter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG4WJXAWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PwdG8FwVdBw/s320/potter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089708462713536866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see a little Muslim lady in a little village in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Morocco&lt;/span&gt;.  She is a potter.  She has no spinning wheel, she has no kiln, she has no electricity or running water.  But from May of 2004 when I visited until today, she has had many encounters with vessels.  Our church has taken on Morocco as one of our "people-groups" and have made numerous visits to this little family and their village.  Pray that those of us who call ourselves vessels, created by the Master's hand, will pour out love on this family and one day they would meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;THE POTTER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG9mJXAYI/AAAAAAAAARg/xOiDexgMHuY/s1600-h/Morocco+Fam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG9mJXAYI/AAAAAAAAARg/xOiDexgMHuY/s320/Morocco+Fam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089708552907850114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1834023947841275752?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1834023947841275752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/potter-mania.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1834023947841275752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1834023947841275752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/potter-mania.html' title='POTTER-Mania'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RqJG4WJXAXI/AAAAAAAAARY/UgszctZNrww/s72-c/HP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-2480391098199009789</id><published>2007-07-06T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GWC, Backpacks &amp; Crosses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I got a big shot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;empathy&lt;/span&gt;.  I wouldn't say it is my number one strength (thank goodness for the difference that Jesus makes!).  I leave in just under a week to go backpacking, rock climbing, and whitewater rafting in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Colorado &lt;/span&gt;with 40 incoming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;freshmen.  Do I have a great job or what?  To prepare my legs and cardiovascular system, I have been walking a few miles five times a week and last week I started carrying a backpack with 10 pounds in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ro78LEuetAI/AAAAAAAAARA/pc7nQLDXtvg/s1600-h/kim-thill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ro78LEuetAI/AAAAAAAAARA/pc7nQLDXtvg/s320/kim-thill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084278296525321218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For three days, I stayed at 10 lbs.  Then two days at 20 lbs.  Today I added another 10 lbs to total 30.  As I started walking, it donned on me that I was carrying the same amount of weight on my back that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;, my good friend and sister in Christ, is carrying in front as she is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Great With Child&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;25 weeks great!&lt;/span&gt;).  Within the first 100 yards I could feel the difference in my knees and ankles.  I have a whole new appreciation for what she is going through as her body changes and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Baby Walker"&lt;/span&gt; grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ro70nkues_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fOp4rtYUnys/s1600-h/EJ+gwc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ro70nkues_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fOp4rtYUnys/s320/EJ+gwc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084269990058570738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am reminded that we all have burdens to bear.  Some are like pregnancy and have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessing beyond the pain&lt;/span&gt;.  Some are like backpacks and we load stuff in and carry it around until we hand it over to the Lord to carry for us.  Some are like crosses that we are asked to carry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"for our good and His glory." &lt;/span&gt; In each of those situations, we will come to the point of thinking that our load is unbearable only to realize that it was made just for us - He designed it to fit who He designed us to be.  When Jesus says in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 11: 28-30&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="sup" id="en-NIV-23489"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for  I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="sup" id="en-NIV-23490"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." &lt;/span&gt; As I put the backpack on, I realize that it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"fits me" &lt;/span&gt;just like the yoke Christ asks us to carry.  Because it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"fits us"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it will seem easy and light.  So whatever your cross, backpack, or burden...just know that He chose you and you will never walk alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-2480391098199009789?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/2480391098199009789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/gwc-backpacks-crosses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2480391098199009789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/2480391098199009789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/gwc-backpacks-crosses.html' title='GWC, Backpacks &amp;amp; Crosses'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ro78LEuetAI/AAAAAAAAARA/pc7nQLDXtvg/s72-c/kim-thill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6246901825760618791</id><published>2007-07-05T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparklers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwCUues-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/7PXx5FKAS94/s1600-h/Mia+4July.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwCUues-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/7PXx5FKAS94/s320/Mia+4July.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083702002108511202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4th of JULY&lt;/span&gt; is my favorite holiday.  It highlights &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FREEDOM &lt;/span&gt;in every sense of the word...we are free to go where we want, to think what we want, to worship the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord God Almighty&lt;/span&gt; as we choose, even express ourselves as we desire.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Freedom &lt;/span&gt;gets many people in trouble because they have no filter or discipline but it should not be taken for granted.  Many men and women gave their lives so that we might live in freedom each day.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ Jesus&lt;/span&gt; gave His life so that we might be free from sin's power and penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwCEues9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/J8fAvLXHwCE/s1600-h/McK+4th.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwCEues9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/J8fAvLXHwCE/s320/McK+4th.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083701997813543890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here you can see our safe celebration of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th of July&lt;/span&gt; with sparklers.  Both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;McKenna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mia&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed lighting up and drawing in the air with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sparklers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Newsboys &lt;/span&gt;have a song that is appropriate for the day: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I AM FREE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am free to run, I am free to dance; I am free to live for you, I am free.&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;through you the Kingdom comes, through you the battle's won, through you I am not afraid, through you the price is paid, through you there's victory,  because of you my heart sings&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;who the son sets free is free indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwBkues8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/PnnkjjiWXJI/s1600-h/sparkler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwBkues8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/PnnkjjiWXJI/s320/sparkler.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083701989223609282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6246901825760618791?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6246901825760618791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/sparklers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6246901825760618791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6246901825760618791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/sparklers.html' title='Sparklers'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozwCUues-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/7PXx5FKAS94/s72-c/Mia+4July.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-5620208982549377731</id><published>2007-07-05T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozrQUues6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5nT2JSgN2BE/s1600-h/Gator,Dad+%26+Brady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozrQUues6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5nT2JSgN2BE/s320/Gator,Dad+%26+Brady.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083696745068540834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain has been in the forecast and on the ground for the past few months.  This is the wettest spring/summer we have had in years....like over 15  years since the rivers and lakes have been this high. By now the normal Texas summer climate is called the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; "dog days of summer" &lt;/span&gt;because it is usually over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;100 degrees&lt;/span&gt;...last year we went 31 consecutive days over the century mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rozq2Eues5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/EKyDfJfaYAQ/s1600-h/Brady+%26+flooded+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rozq2Eues5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/EKyDfJfaYAQ/s320/Brady+%26+flooded+river.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083696294096974738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here are some shots of my dad and his new (Father's Day) &lt;a href="http://www.deere.com/en_US/ProductCatalog/GT/servlet/com.deere.u90785.cce.productcatalog.view.servlets.ProdCatProduct?pNbr=1934W&amp;tM=GT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;John Deere Gator Utility Vehicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...he loves it and has used it over and over again.  He checks the Middle Bosque which runs about a mile behind our houses...but as you can see, the river has overrun its banks and has started up the road.  Brady is doing as a Golden Retriever does...swimming.  She loves the water be it pool or river or lake or sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rozq1kues3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/RdJiO7qrnAU/s1600-h/2TX+sage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rozq1kues3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/RdJiO7qrnAU/s320/2TX+sage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083696285507040114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing that happens when it rains...the indigenous plants take a hearty drink and bloom like never before.  Here  you see a native plant - the evergreen, purple blooming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Texas Sage&lt;/span&gt;.  This one is enjoyed by few because of its location behind the SLC on the BU campus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-5620208982549377731?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/5620208982549377731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5620208982549377731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5620208982549377731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RozrQUues6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/5nT2JSgN2BE/s72-c/Gator,Dad+%26+Brady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4001936979317633827</id><published>2007-06-03T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilds Wedding in the Forrest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN-p0AHicI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cm9jxQIHoLg/s1600-h/processional.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN-p0AHicI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cm9jxQIHoLg/s200/processional.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072036862148184514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN9A0AHiZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dcUBG0q6FWM/s1600-h/to+alter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN9A0AHiZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dcUBG0q6FWM/s200/to+alter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072035058261920146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I mentioned last blog that I went to a wedding in Asheville, NC.  Actually, it was in the &lt;a href="http://www.cs.unca.edu/nfsnc/recreation/wncwaterfalls/lookingglassfalls.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisgah National Forrest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Dathan proposed to my friend Regan (whom I met at &lt;a href="http://www.kanakuk.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kanakuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;over 10 years ago) there and they decided to get married there.  He went out the night before and built a small alter.  We all walked about a mile down a hiking trail to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;waterfall&lt;/span&gt;.  The weather was threatening but was dry ... until the wedding was almost over then, God Himself being in attendance, rained down &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"showers of blessing"&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Wilds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmOA0UAHieI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kf76erJQ_CM/s1600-h/R3+Wilds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmOA0UAHieI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kf76erJQ_CM/s320/R3+Wilds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072039241560066530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN-qEAHidI/AAAAAAAAAPo/giaPsf41DdE/s1600-h/Homewood+nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN-qEAHidI/AAAAAAAAAPo/giaPsf41DdE/s200/Homewood+nite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072036866443151826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little shower, we carpooled to a place close to downtown Asheville called &lt;a href="http://www.mybelovedhomewood.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Homewood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It was built in 1927 and is located in the Historic Montford neighborhood.    It was a beautiful place to celebrate with all the friends of the bride and groom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN9BUAHibI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bFd84tUA5j8/s1600-h/R3+%26+ks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN9BUAHibI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bFd84tUA5j8/s200/R3+%26+ks1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072035066851854770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Regan works at &lt;a href="http://www.graceinfo.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Grace Community Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as a counselor and Dathan is going to school at &lt;a href="http://www.unca.edu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;UNC Asheville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Congratulations Regan and Dathan Wilds...it was a beautiful, yet wet, wedding and a reception that celebrated your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNION&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Honeymoon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN9BUAHibI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bFd84tUA5j8/s1600-h/R3+%26+ks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4001936979317633827?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4001936979317633827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/06/wilds-wedding-in-forrest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4001936979317633827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4001936979317633827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/06/wilds-wedding-in-forrest.html' title='Wilds Wedding in the Forrest'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN-p0AHicI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cm9jxQIHoLg/s72-c/processional.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3178374346548574319</id><published>2007-06-03T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GWC &amp; FCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN4VUAHiWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mtKCfLuSXGw/s1600-h/jed+%26+hope.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN4VUAHiWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mtKCfLuSXGw/s320/jed+%26+hope.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072029912891099490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A common cliche' is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"take a stroll down memory lane."  &lt;/span&gt;This weekend I did just that.  I flew to Charlotte, NC and spent Thursday with my friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope West&lt;/span&gt;.  We met each other at Kanakuk 11 years ago.  Here is a picture of Hope (who is 19 weeks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jed &lt;/span&gt;(her 18 month old son).  Her husband Keith, was at work.  They actually live in Denver, but they relocate for 4 months to work.  The rest of the year, they do odds and ends and spent alot of time together...at least a month in Hawaii. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Great With Child&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, I drove to find the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.blueridgeassembly.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Ridge Assembly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Black Mountain, North Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.  It is just outside of Asheville.  My main purpose for this trip was a wedding of another dear Kanakuk friend in Asheville.  Almost 30 years ago, I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.fca.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; (Fellowship of Christian Athletes) Camp at the Blue Ridge Assembly.  I was 16 and it was really the first time I realized that God wanted all parts of my life, including the sports part.  He could be found in nature, in competition, in teammates, and in sports.  I was going to be the Captain of our Midway High School FCA Huddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1qkAHiRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/X5y8YPYwHcg/s1600-h/FCA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1qkAHiRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/X5y8YPYwHcg/s200/FCA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072026979428436242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In these pictures you can see the Robert E. Lee building as it is today and as it was all those years ago.  Now, don't think I am weird, but I (for some strange reason) kept that FCA shirt.  I have the picture of me in it on the steps of the Robert E. Lee building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1q0AHiSI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kmiBrnPrwMc/s1600-h/FCA1+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1q0AHiSI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kmiBrnPrwMc/s200/FCA1+pic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072026983723403554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1rUAHiUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/sH7W1yakEn4/s1600-h/FCA+shirt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1rUAHiUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/sH7W1yakEn4/s200/FCA+shirt1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072026992313338178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was fun to see that my memory served me well.  One of the things I remembered specifically was that we would run down a trail through the pine trees to come out on a field cut right out of the trees.  Some things never do change...and I am glad...this is one of the first places I knew that the best place for me to meet God was through nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1rEAHiTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6Hv2rElry6Y/s1600-h/FCA+field.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN1rEAHiTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6Hv2rElry6Y/s200/FCA+field.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072026988018370866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-3178374346548574319?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3178374346548574319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/06/gwc-fca.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3178374346548574319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3178374346548574319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/06/gwc-fca.html' title='GWC &amp;amp; FCA'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RmN4VUAHiWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mtKCfLuSXGw/s72-c/jed+%26+hope.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4849283905185435737</id><published>2007-05-21T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My! how things change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RlGAdEAHiPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YRkAWZb6wzw/s1600-h/baseball+score.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RlGAdEAHiPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YRkAWZb6wzw/s320/baseball+score.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066972292547315954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! Who knew that so much could happen in a week where I am out of touch with the world.  I leave on retreat Monday morning early and don't have any contact with the world in which I live until Friday afternoon.  When I finally catch up on the news of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;greater outside world&lt;/span&gt;, I find out that Jerry Falwell and Martin Luther King's daughter have died.  I check the web for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;sports to find out that &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-tennis/bay-m-tennis-body.html"&gt;Baylor Women's and Men's Tennis&lt;/a&gt; made it to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sweet Sixteen&lt;/span&gt; as well as the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-softbl/bay-w-softbl-body.html"&gt;Baylor Softball&lt;/a&gt; team sweeping the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regional Tournament&lt;/span&gt; and hosting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Michigan &lt;/span&gt;this weekend in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Super Regional&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-basebl/bay-m-basebl-body.html"&gt;Baylor Baseball&lt;/a&gt; swept &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kansas State&lt;/span&gt; in their last home series (picture of me with dad included) to earn a 6th place seed at the Big 12 tournament this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RlGAdkAHiQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VPHbMOK6qo0/s1600-h/dad+%26+ks+at+Baseball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RlGAdkAHiQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VPHbMOK6qo0/s320/dad+%26+ks+at+Baseball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066972301137250562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;California &lt;/span&gt;are finally coming for a visit - to check out &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/admissions/index.php?id=16687"&gt;Baylor&lt;/a&gt;, none the less! And my dear friends, &lt;a href="http://www.williamsfamilyontoalabama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Forrest and Elizabeth Williams&lt;/a&gt; are having a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  I call them &lt;a href="http://photos-910.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v73/200/38/9219757/n9219757_32740910_8855.jpg"&gt;MSU (Mississipi State or missionary) couple&lt;/a&gt; because they were called to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Alabama &lt;/span&gt;for a year and now will be moving...last week I left thinking they were moving to Waco, when I returned, I heard that they were interviewing at least one more time in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mississippi&lt;/span&gt;.  Who can blame them for wanting to be close to family as they begin their own.   Let's just say that they are walking by faith and letting God lead the way...I guess we might know something by Friday (their last day in their house).  But no matter where they are...they are having a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sic 'em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6106170158843531511-4849283905185435737?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4849283905185435737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-how-things-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4849283905185435737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4849283905185435737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-how-things-change.html' title='My! how things change'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RlGAdEAHiPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YRkAWZb6wzw/s72-c/baseball+score.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7441332499041811209</id><published>2007-05-13T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firewheels &amp; the Hill Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLXaDbFqI/AAAAAAAAANw/lNsaF9VGaiA/s1600-h/blue+%26+gold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLXaDbFqI/AAAAAAAAANw/lNsaF9VGaiA/s200/blue+%26+gold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064169540248344226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spring Time in Texas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an incredible time it is deep in the heart of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Last month I showed you the bluebonnets and yellow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, that same field in front of my house is filled with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Indian  Blankets&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Firewheels&lt;/span&gt;.  They bloom from April to June.  It is combination of red, orange, and yellow and somewhat resembles a brightly woven tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLWaDbFpI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZBY3WOCpMso/s1600-h/field+IP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLWaDbFpI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZBY3WOCpMso/s200/field+IP.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064169523068475026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is undeniable proof that God is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Creator of the Universe and the Sustainer of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How can anyone deny it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLVKDbFnI/AAAAAAAAANY/X7Z1Re9K7oA/s1600-h/IP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLVKDbFnI/AAAAAAAAANY/X7Z1Re9K7oA/s200/IP.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064169501593638514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Do you take time to see the flowers and&lt;br /&gt;wonder at the awe of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am headed out of town on a true, albeit faculty, retreat.  Almost 50 of us from Baylor will travel 3+ hours south, just outside Kerrville, TX to &lt;a href="http://www.laitylodge.org/"&gt;Laity Lodge&lt;/a&gt; for a 4 day, 4 night retreat in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hill Country&lt;/span&gt;.  We will have reflection and recreation, small group time, morning and evening prayer, and vocational sessions.  This retreat sight is void of technology (no cell reception, no internet, and no television) and abundant with natural surroundings.  So, I will be out of touch with friends and family until Friday, but hopefully in touch with co-workers, colleagues, and most importantly, God Himself.  It is awsome to work in an organization that sees this sort of opportunity as valuable.  I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLVKDbFnI/AAAAAAAAANY/X7Z1Re9K7oA/s1600-h/IP.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-7441332499041811209?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7441332499041811209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/firewheels-hill-country.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7441332499041811209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7441332499041811209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/firewheels-hill-country.html' title='Firewheels &amp;amp; the Hill Country'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RkeLXaDbFqI/AAAAAAAAANw/lNsaF9VGaiA/s72-c/blue+%26+gold.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4637180295170935915</id><published>2007-05-06T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Precious Life is Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LIFE IS PRECIOUS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;LIFE IS SWEET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...like the earth beneath my feet,&lt;br /&gt;though I know I am passing through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know I belong to you&lt;/span&gt;.... (Wes King song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What an emotional weekend...it is all jumbled together up there in my head so I am going to try to sort out my thoughts in this blog...bear with me...this week at &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/pr/news.php?action=story&amp;story=45643"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/a&gt;we lost our sixth &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/WacoTrib/Obituaries.asp?Page=SearchResults"&gt;student &lt;/a&gt;, Caitlyn Creed, to a car accident...it has been a long, hard year in terms of understanding the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;whys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;Then later this week, we had some very serious weather pass through.  High winds and lots of thunder and lightening.  This particular storm found a &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/WacoTrib/Obituaries.asp?Page=Lifestory&amp;PersonId=87761736"&gt;young mother&lt;/a&gt;, Melissa Brinegar,  of 28 walking back from the lake hand-in-hand with her 5-year old daughter.  Lightening struck her and killed her.  She was 8 weeks pregnant.  Her 5-year old is in Mia's (my niece) kindergarten class.  The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;whys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;grow larger for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after church as we headed to Fuddruckker's, Mia was sitting in the front seat and said to me... "today I want to take the training wheels off!"  This comes on the heels of her riding up and down my parent's driveway on her bike with the training wheels.  I have given her a hard time - just kidding around - about it.  This statement came without any prompting.  So, we decided to meet on the tennis court and work on the independence of two wheels v. four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sqaDbFkI/AAAAAAAAANA/zAvJb7a-A78/s1600-h/kmm+bikes1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sqaDbFkI/AAAAAAAAANA/zAvJb7a-A78/s320/kmm+bikes1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061602507015001666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I ran up and down the middle of the court holding the seat and trying to encourage her to "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;steer &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pedal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;steer &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pedal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" I finally figured out that she was afraid to fall.  She would rather quit than fall.  How true of all of us.  We would rather give up when it gets hard.  We would rather put the brakes on, put our feet down, or change directions than risk a fall that could injure or scar us.  So, we stopped for a talk... I explained that she WAS going to fall.  It is ok and we have all experienced it.  She found the courage to keep trying.  She fell.  She got up and tried again.  This is what I love about coaching...you know you were called to coach when you find  greater satisfaction in the small successes of your students than if you did it yourself.  I suppose the same can be said about parents.  All in all it was a great afternoon.  I worked with both Mia (6) and McKenna (9) on riding their bikes.  They both made progress.  We all felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sq6DbFmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/23kugj4nFZY/s1600-h/bike+wrk1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sq6DbFmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/23kugj4nFZY/s320/bike+wrk1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061602515604936290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;whys&lt;/span&gt;" still loom.  Why was her life (and that of her small baby) cut short?  Why should a 5-year old have to go through life without her mom?  Why do most of us fear things that are so small (like falling off a bike)?  Fear can only exist where God is absent.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 John 4&lt;/span&gt; says "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;God is Love...&lt;/span&gt;"  later in that chapter is says, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There is no fear in love; perfect love casts out fear...&lt;/span&gt;"  The words "Fear Not" appear 23 times in the New Testament. Jesus says to us...His beloved children...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEAR NOT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am with you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEAR NOT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will never leave you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEAR NOT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have overcome the world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sqqDbFlI/AAAAAAAAANI/r5kflFzWBko/s1600-h/mmk+bikn1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sqqDbFlI/AAAAAAAAANI/r5kflFzWBko/s320/mmk+bikn1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061602511309968978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Carpe Diem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Seize the Day!&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seize TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4637180295170935915?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4637180295170935915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-is-precious-life-is-sweet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4637180295170935915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4637180295170935915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-is-precious-life-is-sweet.html' title='Life is Precious Life is Sweet'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rj5sqaDbFkI/AAAAAAAAANA/zAvJb7a-A78/s72-c/kmm+bikes1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4250044599878016328</id><published>2007-05-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scopes &amp; Doctors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Some reading this really won't appreciate it...so here is fair warning:  If you have an adversion to medical terminology you may want to proceed with caution.&lt;br /&gt;I promise it is not going to be graphic in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am amazed by the technological advances that we have come to take as common place.  Every day you talk to friends who are going in for an ultrasound or who are going to have a stint or pacemaker put in their heart or who have just had "the scope" on their knee.  Our great big God makes the wisdom of men seem like foolishness.  We know and are cared for by the Creator and Sustainer of Life itself.  He orchestrates the events and places people in our lives "for our good and His Glory."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As one who has experienced more than a few surgeries (mainly knees) I am always amazed by what the doctors can do with less and less "invasion" or trauma to the body.  Recovery time is minimal and overnight hospital stays are rare on many things that used be considered major surgeries.  With very little research and experience, this is what I have learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Endoscopy&lt;/b&gt; means &lt;i&gt;looking inside&lt;/i&gt; and typically refers to looking inside the human body for medical reasons using an instrument called an &lt;b&gt;endoscope&lt;/b&gt;.  Endoscopy is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minimally_invasive" title="Minimally invasive"&gt;minimally invasive&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diagnostic" title="Diagnostic"&gt;diagnostic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medical_procedure" title="Medical procedure"&gt;medical procedure&lt;/a&gt; (MIS) used to assess the interior surfaces of an organ by inserting a tube into the body. The instrument may have a rigid or flexible tube and not only provide an image for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visual" title="Visual"&gt;visual&lt;/a&gt; inspection and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Photograph" title="Photograph"&gt;photography&lt;/a&gt;, but also enable taking biopsies and retrieval of foreign objects. It delivers light to an organ under inspection through a fiber optic system and it also allows the entry of medical instruments such as heart valves and pacemakers or others used to repair damaged tissue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RjegoqDbFfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CgQ5uKSF6IQ/s1600-h/200px-Flexibles_Endoskop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RjegoqDbFfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CgQ5uKSF6IQ/s320/200px-Flexibles_Endoskop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059689326717900274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Laparoscopic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; surgery is any MIS done in the abdomen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Knee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;arthroscopy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;is surgical procedure in which a small camera is used to examine tissues inside the knee joint. Arthroscopy allows for the visualization of the interior of a joint through the use of optic instruments. Surgery can now be performed on larger joints using direct visualization and miniaturized techniques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RjegoqDbFgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aiKzOtFkWLc/s1600-h/knee+scope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RjegoqDbFgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aiKzOtFkWLc/s320/knee+scope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059689326717900290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final thoughts regarding the amazing technological advancements and medical procedures turn to those of the highly trained doctors and nurses that have chosen a profession in which they have the honor of working for the Creator.  Two of my three specialists are believers that are quick to give the glory for their success to the Lord.  Each of them live out what they believe and are not afraid or ashamed to call upon the Almighty God for His hand of protection and wisdom.  I am grateful to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Edward Contreras&lt;/span&gt; (Gastroenterologist and Internal Medicine)  and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. J.P. Bramhall&lt;/span&gt; (Medical Director and Orthopedic surgeon for Texas A &amp;amp; M) taking care of me as God's hands extended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4250044599878016328?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4250044599878016328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/scopes-doctors.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4250044599878016328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4250044599878016328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/05/scopes-doctors.html' title='Scopes &amp;amp; Doctors'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RjegoqDbFfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CgQ5uKSF6IQ/s72-c/200px-Flexibles_Endoskop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-9059118064688238536</id><published>2007-04-22T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ritscf-ifFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7DwmchR6sCk/s1600-h/MOA+-+outside+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ritscf-ifFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7DwmchR6sCk/s320/MOA+-+outside+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056254243529456722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ritsc_-ifGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fOjfDlEhHdA/s1600-h/MOA+inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ritsc_-ifGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fOjfDlEhHdA/s320/MOA+inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056254252119391330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;...and I am not really a big shopper...but this place is Amazing!  There are over 30 places to eat and over 500 stores on four floors anchored by Sears, Macy's, Bloomingdale's, and Nordstrom's.  In the middle is an amusement park with a ferris wheel and roller coaster...16 movie theaters and believe it or not plenty of parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Minneapolis &lt;/span&gt;for a conference and after the sessions were over for two nights, while my colleagues were our enjoying the nightlife, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;staff headed over to the &lt;a href="http://www.mallofamerica.com/map_directory.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mall of America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  We didn't even put a dent in this mall, but it was fun to experience it.  For you shoppers out there...this is well worth the trip.  I suspect that you could spend days in here and not make it to each store...maybe the ones that interested you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one interesting thought I had as I dodged people with packages, teens in their herds, and baby strollers, was ... man, we (America) are the picture of desire...maybe even decadence.  It is almost embarrasing that we don't think twice about going to get a new outfit for a special occaison and there are people who are half-naked and starving...yet we leave food on our plate all the time.  It hit me that we are enamored with stuff.  We are busy, but are we doing things that matter in light of eternity?  We are loaded with stuff, but do we possess the character qualities that God cares about?  We are geared to strive for more, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;there are many with so much less that are far more rich&lt;/span&gt;.  Now don't get me wrong, I am not condemning shopping, but I think for me I will set a "policy" for myself...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;for each thing I buy, I must give something away&lt;/span&gt;.  I will not accumulate more than I already have and I will make the effort to simplify and weed out those thing that are extraneous.  Hopefully, someone can benefit in some way from those things I choose to give away.  You my friends, please hold me to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-9059118064688238536?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/9059118064688238536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/mall-of-america.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/9059118064688238536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/9059118064688238536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/mall-of-america.html' title='Mall of America'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Ritscf-ifFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7DwmchR6sCk/s72-c/MOA+-+outside+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1718366406313228120</id><published>2007-04-16T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:21.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackberries &amp; Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQejKDn9LI/AAAAAAAAALo/P5j-1BhbV60/s1600-h/blackberry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQejKDn9LI/AAAAAAAAALo/P5j-1BhbV60/s320/blackberry1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054198271160349874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.discoverblackberry.com/discover/"&gt;Blackberry&lt;/a&gt; - This is a brand of "smart phone."  It will allows users to enjoy email, mobile phone, text messaging, organizer/calendar, contacts and web browser in an  all-in-one mobile solution.  I broke down and traded in the regular cell phone for a Blackberry.  It synchronizes with my  computer and the Baylor server instantaneously.  My goal was accomplished this past weekend.  I was able to leave for a relaxing weekend with friends, leave the laptop at home, and still not return to a jammed inbox.  I don't know who thinks of these things or really how any of them work but I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQejqDn9MI/AAAAAAAAALw/hDnsVrJchuc/s1600-h/ks+%26+th1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQejqDn9MI/AAAAAAAAALw/hDnsVrJchuc/s320/ks+%26+th1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054198279750284482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQej6Dn9NI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dzTY-seGFcc/s1600-h/th+%26+ks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQej6Dn9NI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dzTY-seGFcc/s320/th+%26+ks1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054198284045251794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cream&lt;/span&gt;: you have heard of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Cream of the Crop"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Cream rises to the top"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Creme de la Cream."&lt;/span&gt;  All three phrases allude to the best of the best.  This picture is of one of my Creams.  Trish and I have been friends for over a decade.  We met at Kanakuk on my second tour of duty.  We are the same age and yet at very different stages in life.  She is the Executive Women's Director at &lt;a href="http://www.kanakuk.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanakuk Kamps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Inc.  She is a mother of three and wife to John.  Her two boys love sports and are 100% active.  Trish's daugher, Shayla (pictured here) is one of those athletic dancers who enjoys sports (mostly watching her brothers) and all things girl (thus the purple Princess bedroom).  As I experienced this weekend, Trish runs the kind of home that I would want to have if I had teenagers.  Her house is the place to be.  She stocks her panty and refridgerator with food (as a draw I suppose) and opens her home up to all the boys' friends.  While I was there for just over 48 hours, over 12 different kids spent time over at the house.  Trish bathes her family in prayer.  She also covers her staff with prayer.  She runs her own &lt;a href="http://www.arbonne.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arbonne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;business while John runs a fireworks business.  Both Trish and John have individual identities as well as the "two become one" unity of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQekKDn9OI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-UqVPH0bFVw/s1600-h/ks+%26+shayla1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQekKDn9OI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-UqVPH0bFVw/s320/ks+%26+shayla1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054198288340219106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cream&lt;/span&gt;...rarely have I had the opportunity in my life to find a friend that I respect professionally and admire in their personal life.  Trish is one of those people to me.  We have never lived in the same town, except for those three month stints I was in Branson for the summers.  We developed our friendship the very first summer and since that time we have lived well, laughed hard and loved much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Proverbs 27:17&lt;/span&gt; says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ecclesiates 4:12&lt;/span&gt; says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"...a cord of three strands is not quickly broken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been through alot over the years and it has only served to push us to communicate and become stronger.  I am thankful for something as insignificant as a blackberry and moreover, someone as priceless as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trish the Dish&lt;/span&gt;...she's the Cream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1718366406313228120?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1718366406313228120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/blackberries-cream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1718366406313228120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1718366406313228120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/blackberries-cream.html' title='Blackberries &amp;amp; Cream'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RiQejKDn9LI/AAAAAAAAALo/P5j-1BhbV60/s72-c/blackberry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8783441678697085449</id><published>2007-04-09T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    So many of my friends are deeply involved in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miracle of Life&lt;/span&gt;.  From those who are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; (Great With Child) now, to those who have taken a few turns in that seat, to those who are in the stage of teaching the ABC's or the birds and the bees...all who are parents are involved in the Miracle of Life.  Our Great Big God is the Giver and Sustainer of Life.  He says in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 11:25&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"I am the Resurrection and the Life."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been the Creator since the dawn of time.  His ways and thoughts are higher than ours.  In fact, He is infinite and we are finite.  We cannot understand how or when or why about birth.  That is why we come to Him in faith.  There are so many amazing miracle stories of conception through birth among my friends.  In fact, several of my friends are presently &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;now, watching that baby grow as each week passes.  I am so thankful for their stories of pain and patience, faith and family.  Three of my friends are all due within about two weeks of each other:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Elizabeth, Hope, and Kristin&lt;/span&gt;.  October will be a month of celebration for sure.  Three other of my friends are parents of toddlers and spend their days chasing little ones around the home teaching all along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhq2vudz8iI/AAAAAAAAALg/NrUJVjLR1mk/s1600-h/close+up+jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhq2vudz8iI/AAAAAAAAALg/NrUJVjLR1mk/s320/close+up+jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051550863092609570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one friend in particular who has experienced the most recent miracle.  Six years ago, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel &lt;/span&gt;finally gave birth to her son &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Parker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;She stayed in the hospital for a cumulative total of three months prior to her C-section.  When Parker was born, he spent 2.5 weeks in the hospital.  Six years later, after several pregnancies and miscarriages, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel and Gary&lt;/span&gt; decided to pursue adoption.  They got a call to visit with a pregnant young woman.  Within 2 weeks, she gave birth and they were the new parents of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Addison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;Less than two weeks later, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel &lt;/span&gt;found out she was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;.  Eight months later, she gave birth to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jackson &lt;/span&gt;(see picture).  This time around, she had zero complications (except for the time that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Addison &lt;/span&gt;decided to start crawling at seven months!) and took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jackson &lt;/span&gt;home as a healthy, strong baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to agree with the song, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is Good ~ All the Time ~ ~ ~ All the Time ~ God is Good!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8783441678697085449?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8783441678697085449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/miracle-of-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8783441678697085449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8783441678697085449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/miracle-of-life.html' title='Miracle of Life'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhq2vudz8iI/AAAAAAAAALg/NrUJVjLR1mk/s72-c/close+up+jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4075530915668365789</id><published>2007-04-08T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Easter Sunday 2007&lt;/span&gt;...with snow the day before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt;, it was different than any other from the standpoint of weather.  However, the Easter Sunday service at &lt;a href="http://www.fbcwoodway.org/"&gt;First Woodway&lt;/a&gt; had several traditions that have always been meaningful to me.  As we sang a melody of hymns about the Cross: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Crown Him with Many Crowns&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We Fall Down&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Crown Him King of Kings&lt;/span&gt;, children ages 5-12 walked up and laid a crown at the foot of the cross.  The lump in my throat grew so large that I could not sing aloud.  As my heart sang the words of these powerful songs, I had two thoughts: 1) I am so thankful that we are teaching our children to approach the foot of the cross and lay things down...an act of worship and submission, and 2) What is it that I need to lay down today?  Am I willing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RhmEBudz8gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/z98CKxwMoIQ/s1600-h/easter+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RhmEBudz8gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/z98CKxwMoIQ/s320/easter+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051213622260527618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As I spent the afternoon with my sweet nieces, McKenna and Mia, I found myself thankful to worship a King who came to earth to make a way for all of us to spend eternity with Him.  I am also thankful that our King is personal and desires a relationship with us here on earth prior to us spending eternity with Him.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He is the King of Glory&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He is risen&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;He is Lord&lt;/span&gt;.  I hope your Easter was meaningful and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RhmECOdz8hI/AAAAAAAAALY/J9xfkt8cT6k/s1600-h/easter+crazy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RhmECOdz8hI/AAAAAAAAALY/J9xfkt8cT6k/s320/easter+crazy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051213630850462226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4075530915668365789?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4075530915668365789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-sunday-traditions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4075530915668365789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4075530915668365789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-sunday-traditions.html' title='Easter Sunday Traditions'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RhmEBudz8gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/z98CKxwMoIQ/s72-c/easter+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3514384086810541726</id><published>2007-04-07T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Snow Bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhl85udz8fI/AAAAAAAAALI/fuQKHL6fsJg/s1600-h/snowing+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhl85udz8fI/AAAAAAAAALI/fuQKHL6fsJg/s200/snowing+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051205788240179698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unstinkin' Believable!!!&lt;/span&gt;  Instead of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Frosty the Snowman&lt;/span&gt;, we are building &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Floppy the Easter Snow Bunny&lt;/span&gt;....I am not sure just yet how long it has been since it snowed in Central &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Texas &lt;/span&gt;in April.  I mean really now, we are already enjoying the Bluebonnets and now it snows (1st picture).  It started snowing this afternoon at about 12:30 and it is supposed to snow through the night.  Who knew that I would be able to build a fire and enjoy the snow in April?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhl85Odz8eI/AAAAAAAAALA/LJ6eVIAMZQs/s1600-h/snowing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhl85Odz8eI/AAAAAAAAALA/LJ6eVIAMZQs/s200/snowing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051205779650245090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So let's see...this time last week it was flooding, three days ago it was 84 degrees and sunny, and of course today it is snowing...you know what they say: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, if you don't like the weather, just wait a minute and it will change."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proof.  What in the Phat World?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhg5pudz8aI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cV9S90ZEZbs/s1600-h/ks+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhg5pudz8aI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cV9S90ZEZbs/s200/ks+movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050850371106501026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhg5pudz8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/av018-atWDA/s1600-h/snow+%26+bluebonnets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhg5pudz8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/av018-atWDA/s200/snow+%26+bluebonnets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050850371106501010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhg5p-dz8bI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yGTwGr6KcIg/s1600-h/snow+cabin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-3514384086810541726?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3514384086810541726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-snow-bunnies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3514384086810541726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3514384086810541726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-snow-bunnies.html' title='Easter Snow Bunnies'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rhl85udz8fI/AAAAAAAAALI/fuQKHL6fsJg/s72-c/snowing+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1014583110631853367</id><published>2007-04-01T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Water Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oKxSolVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/t9EYiau_t68/s1600-h/front+ditch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oKxSolVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/t9EYiau_t68/s200/front+ditch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048438610289268050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oLBSolWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g5yuaDxnpNE/s1600-h/driveway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oLBSolWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g5yuaDxnpNE/s200/driveway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048438614584235362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It has rained 10 inches in the past week here in the Heart of Texas.  We had been in drought conditions since the summer and officials had already started discussing water rations for next summer.  Then the sky opened up and began to rain down....I can't do the math but here are the numbers:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;10 inches of rain&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bosque River&lt;/span&gt; rose 22 feet, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lake Waco&lt;/span&gt; is up 12 feet (and I am not going to show any pictures of how high the grass and weeds are).  Here you can see my driveway (which looks like a river) and the front of our land down by the road...which the water ran over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oKhSolUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sd6iQJPEsx0/s1600-h/Marina+Flooding+3.30.07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oKhSolUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sd6iQJPEsx0/s200/Marina+Flooding+3.30.07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048438605994300738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Marina &lt;/span&gt;on campus was flooded with motor boats sinking, tethered sailboats standing on end, and just down Lake Brazos, our river boat the &lt;a href="http://www.wacotrib.com/news/mplayer/news/13322"&gt;Brazos Bell&lt;/a&gt; went down when their pumps wouldn't work.  Thank goodness it was tethered.  I felt sorry for the Chi Omegas who were supposed to have their formal on the &lt;a href="http://www.brazosbelle.com/"&gt;Brazos Belle&lt;/a&gt; on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I take away from all of this?  Besides the green trees and growing grass, I am reminded of Jesus story of the two foundations in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Matthew 7:24-27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Therefore, everyone who hears these words of Mine, and acts upon them, may be compared to a wise man, who built his house upon the rock.  And the rain descended and the floods came, and the winds blew, and burst against that house and yet it did not fall, for it had been founded upon the rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;."  How much better we have it who build our house upon the ROCK.  He is our firm foundation when the winds of life blow and the trials rain down, and the flood of emotions and consequences come...we know Who we believe and believe that He is able to deliver us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1014583110631853367?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1014583110631853367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/water-water-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1014583110631853367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1014583110631853367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/04/water-water-everywhere.html' title='Water Water Everywhere'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rg-oKxSolVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/t9EYiau_t68/s72-c/front+ditch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-462056634093086633</id><published>2007-03-25T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluebonnets &amp; Bibles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbNAe_4C1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Wb-2431weSI/s1600-h/blue+%26+gold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbNAe_4C1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Wb-2431weSI/s320/blue+%26+gold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045945840719891282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bluebonnets &lt;/span&gt;- the State Flower of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;.  Historian Jack Maguire so aptly wrote, "It's not only the state flower but also  a kind of floral trademark almost as well known to outsiders as cowboy boots and  the Stetson hat." He goes on to affirm that "The bluebonnet is to Texas what the  shamrock is to Ireland, the cherry blossom to Japan, the lily to France, the  rose to England and the tulip to Holland."   This picture is looking at the field in front of my house from my front porch...am I blessed or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbPTe_4C4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rzZ7kt1QlDI/s1600-h/Bible+new+%26+old.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbPTe_4C4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rzZ7kt1QlDI/s200/Bible+new+%26+old.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045948366160661378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbPVu_4C5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gGUmAR_vllA/s1600-h/Bible+Ps+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbPVu_4C5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gGUmAR_vllA/s200/Bible+Ps+103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045948404815367058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just before Christmas, I was listening intently to Beth Moore teach through the book of Daniel.  She started one lesson by explaining that she was using a new Bible because her daughter told her to quit leaning on her old one and all the writing she had in it.  That hit me between the eyes, so I decided that I would get myself a new Bible...a parallel version with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NASB &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;.  A local store, The Compass was going out of business and I found one for half price...but it didn't have "the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red letter&lt;/span&gt; edition."  Anyway, it sat in my car for several weeks and I didn't use it...for various reasons (mostly lame excuses).  About a month ago, my 4 year old niece Mia told me after church one day that my Bible was old and I needed to get a new one (she was only looking at the outside).  I took the new Bible to church today for the first time.  God is going to have His way...He speaks directly to us and when we don't listen, He uses those people closest to us.  Little did Mia know that she was being used by God to spur me on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-462056634093086633?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/462056634093086633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/bluebonnets-bibles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/462056634093086633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/462056634093086633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/bluebonnets-bibles.html' title='Bluebonnets &amp;amp; Bibles'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbNAe_4C1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Wb-2431weSI/s72-c/blue+%26+gold.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4668150166944758023</id><published>2007-03-25T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Building Character</title><content type='html'>March Madness has been just that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MADNESS&lt;/span&gt;!  The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt; made it to the second round of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NCAA tournament&lt;/span&gt; but lost a heartbreaker to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NC State&lt;/span&gt; in Raleigh, NC.  Just yesterday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NC State&lt;/span&gt; lost to UConn in the Sweet 16.  There are some terrific women who coach women's basketball.  Besides our flashy Coach Mulkey...there's the amazing story of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Kay Yow&lt;/span&gt;, 31 year head coach of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NC State&lt;/span&gt; who is in stage 4 cancer but came back to coach her team to the Sweet 16.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  In 1987, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yow &lt;/span&gt;was diagnosed with breast cancer, which went  into remission. In 2004, the cancer  returned, and she underwent diet changes, oral hormonal therapies and radiation. However, in November 2006, it was reported that the cancer was  progressing and Yow announced that she would take a leave of absence from the team for an  indefinite period of time to focus on her health, including chemotherapy.  On January 22, 2007, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yow &lt;/span&gt;returned as head coach for the  Wolfpack.  Her players vowed to play each minute of each game like it was their last, emmulating their coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbIwu_4C0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bAxi4g8D4Ko/s1600-h/Duke+fame+BB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbIwu_4C0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bAxi4g8D4Ko/s320/Duke+fame+BB.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045941172090440514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last night, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lady Blue Devels&lt;/span&gt;, coached by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Duke &lt;/span&gt;coach Gail Goestenkors, ranked #1 in the country all year long, lost by one point to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rutgers&lt;/span&gt;.  They were down by one point with .1 second to go with their best player, Lindsey Harding on the line with two shots.  She missed both.  &lt;a href="http://www.goduke.com/ViewArticle.dbml?DB_OEM_ID=4200&amp;ATCLID=833006"&gt;Coach G's post game talk&lt;/a&gt; was short and directed straight at Harding: "I will not allow you to let this one moment define who you are.  You have never taken credit for our wins, when without you we would not have been here; so you will not take the blame for this loss.  It does not define you or your career here at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Duke&lt;/span&gt;, and it does not define our team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two coaches are more interested in coaching young women to be women of character...not just basketball players.  Oh if such could be said of all of us who work with young men and women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4668150166944758023?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4668150166944758023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/basketball-building-character.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4668150166944758023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4668150166944758023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/basketball-building-character.html' title='Basketball Building Character'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgbIwu_4C0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bAxi4g8D4Ko/s72-c/Duke+fame+BB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-7038977431704249129</id><published>2007-03-24T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duke Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgVF1e_4CxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/omI8US-5Lvc/s1600-h/Duke+Chapel1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgVF1e_4CxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/omI8US-5Lvc/s320/Duke+Chapel1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045515742694869778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two decades, I have been a &lt;a href="http://goduke.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Duke Basketball Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I liked their coach and what he stood for, I liked their style of play, and most of all I liked the integrity that they demonstrated on and off the court.  My favorite team, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor Bears&lt;/span&gt; - or in this story the Lady Bears - made it to the "Big Dance" again.  We traveled to Raleigh, North Carolina for the first and second rounds.  On the off days (days without games) we took the yell leaders to see the campuses of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;University of North Carolina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Duke&lt;/span&gt;.  All were within about 20 minutes of each other.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;UNC&lt;/span&gt; was chartered in 1795 making it 50 years older than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor&lt;/span&gt;.  When you walk on campus you have the feeling of nostalgia and history.  Then we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Duke&lt;/span&gt;.  Duke, formerly known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trinity College&lt;/span&gt; (Methodist),  was bought by a tobacco family, moved to Durham, NC and renamed after the Duke family.   In the history of the Methodist Church and higher  education in the United States, Duke has much in common with other Methodist  related universities like Northwestern, Syracuse, Vanderbilt, or the University  of Southern California. Duke  University has   symbolic ties to the Methodist Church but it always has been independent in its  governance.  The chapel you see here was built in the 1920's but looks much older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgVF1-_4CyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/656BadSPry0/s1600-h/Duke+practice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgVF1-_4CyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/656BadSPry0/s320/Duke+practice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045515751284804386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We snuck into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cameron Indoor Stadium&lt;/span&gt; to see the court that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Blue Devils&lt;/span&gt; played on.  These shades cover all the portal entrances into the arena.  We walked on the court and tried to take pictures, but the lights were out.  I am trying to lighten them so you can see the unbelieveable number of championship banners hanging from the rafters.  Rumor has it that Coach K will not hang a banner until everyone on that team has graduated!  We had a great time, except for getting lost driving in the Duke Forrest, exploring other institutions of higher education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Basketball&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bluebonnets&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Babies&lt;/span&gt;.......stay tuned this is "catch up weekend."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-7038977431704249129?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/7038977431704249129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/duke-dream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7038977431704249129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/7038977431704249129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/duke-dream.html' title='Duke Dream'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RgVF1e_4CxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/omI8US-5Lvc/s72-c/Duke+Chapel1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-5918441256893177842</id><published>2007-03-11T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We will not Forget!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTONrJS6nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mYmeH5S7iwU/s1600-h/faith+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTONrJS6nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mYmeH5S7iwU/s320/faith+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040880617249761906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;This past week we traveled to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oklahoma City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Big 12 Basketball Tournament.&lt;/span&gt;  Both the Baylor men and women played in the last time slot of the day - around 8:30 pm.  So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;to enrich the Baylor experience through life changing programs and services resulting in an integrated education known for leadership, service, Christian faith and the total development of students &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;- we tried to make history come alive by taking the spirit squads to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.oklahomacitynationalmemorial.org/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oklahoma City Bombing Memorial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;on Thursday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLKLJS6kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/aEXMNN5ppjM/s1600-h/okc+chairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLKLJS6kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/aEXMNN5ppjM/s320/okc+chairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877258585336386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLKbJS6mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jBCR8veItyc/s1600-h/time+okc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLKbJS6mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jBCR8veItyc/s320/time+okc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877262880303714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This first picture is of the memorial itself.  It includes a reflecting pool that stretches between two walls.  On one wall the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; which represents the time just before the bomb went off.  The other wall has the time of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; which represents the moment when life changed forever.  The reflection pool stretches between so as to remind us to reflect on this moment that two Americans sought retribution through terrorism. Each chair represents one of the 168 people who died.  The large chairs are adults, the small chairs are for children.  Each chair has a base that has the individual name on it and lights up at night.  The chairs are arranged in rows according to what floor they worked on so that it is easy for family and friends to find their loved one.  This memorial is breathtaking both in the daytime and in the night.  This is a beautiful memorial that stands for one of the most tragic events in American history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLKLJS6lI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RPza6UHu92I/s1600-h/wall+of+support.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLKLJS6lI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RPza6UHu92I/s320/wall+of+support.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877258585336402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What you see here is a wall of tiles made by schoolchildren around the country to show support of the survivors and family members of the bombing victims.  What you cannot see are the tiles of slate/chalkboard on the floor in front to give others a chance to express themselves even today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLJ7JS6jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/t4biB9fQVIU/s1600-h/okc+memorial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTLJ7JS6jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/t4biB9fQVIU/s320/okc+memorial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877254290369074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally, there are several engraved stones that form a wall of observation just outside the memorial museum.  I like several of them because of what they say and moreover what they represent of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  My reflections are varied.  This is the fourth time I have visited the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OKC Memorial site&lt;/span&gt;.  The first time I went with someone whose mother was killed in the bombing...it was quite emotional.  The second time I was with a friend from Kanakuk who was in OKC when the bomb went off.  The last two times I went with students when we were there for a sports event.  Each time I am reminded of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;courage &lt;/span&gt;of Americans.  Each time I am stunned by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;generosity &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;empathy &lt;/span&gt;demonstrated by visitors.  I am also in awe of the creativity of those who put so much thought into designing a lasting and meaningful memorial.  I am proud to be an American...here is the inscription on the walls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We come here to remember those who were killed, those who survived and those changed forever. May all who leave here know the impact of violence. May this memorial offer comfort, strength, peace, hope and serenity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;®&lt;/sup&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/6106170158843531511-5918441256893177842?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/5918441256893177842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-will-not-forget.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5918441256893177842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5918441256893177842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-will-not-forget.html' title='We will not Forget!'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RfTONrJS6nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mYmeH5S7iwU/s72-c/faith+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8610840493999865435</id><published>2007-03-06T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so Extreme Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am slowly but surely adding to my little cabin in the woods. This week I got a trunk I will try to use for a coffee table. My "great room" is about 25' x 25' and I have the majority of it in free space. I like things to be open but it has even seemed to be a bit barren to me...so here is the trunk...let me know what you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Re5Sz7-ct-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/OOrifgl5YI8/s1600-h/trunk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Re5Sz7-ct-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/OOrifgl5YI8/s320/trunk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039056085300590562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Also, I have had the same plaid patchwork quilt on my log bed for 10 years.  It was a gift from the parents of some good friends that I met at &lt;a href="http://www.kanakuk.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanakuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Keith and Hope West.  Keith's mom has a little quilt shop in Culowee, NC and she gave me the quilt.  But after a few years of rinse and spins in the old washer, it is ready to be retired.  So I got this one...a bit more feminine but I really liked it and my "while you were out" friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;gave it a double thumbs up as did my "I think I will upgrade my kitchen this month" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mom &lt;/span&gt;and my "I used to work in a furniture store and go to market" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;, all of whom have great taste.  So here's to branching out and trying something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Re5Szb-ct9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CyorlwPue7s/s1600-h/log+bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Re5Szb-ct9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CyorlwPue7s/s320/log+bed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039056076710655954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8610840493999865435?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8610840493999865435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-so-extreme-makeover.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8610840493999865435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8610840493999865435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-so-extreme-makeover.html' title='Not-so Extreme Makeover'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Re5Sz7-ct-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/OOrifgl5YI8/s72-c/trunk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4601801273680251812</id><published>2007-03-05T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wham! Leaving a Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Quick update before we head to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Big 12 tournament in OKC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;...in the past 3 weeks I have had the unfortunate experience of being in not one but TWO wrecks. In both, we were rear-ended. The first in Little Rock on a rainy evening and the girl's brakes just didn't hold on the pavement...I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;driving.  Then last weekend, I was sitting at a light and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;WHAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;! Hit from behind...here is a pic of my sad bumper - ripped by the front bumper of a three-quarter ton pickup truck. I am thankful not to be seriously hurt...just a little soreness in the shoulders and neck area...good thing we have a massage therapist on staff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RezgbL-ct8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/nSUN8MJyFJs/s1600-h/0305071832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RezgbL-ct8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/nSUN8MJyFJs/s320/0305071832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038648840796551106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In thinking about these two incidents I was reminded how we are so blessed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;!  We (or at least I) view these as mere annoyances.  They put a kink in our schedule by having to get with the insurance company then the repair company, talk through fault and deductibles and all the rest.  The real question is...do people mean as much to us as our "possessions" that we spend time, energy, and money on?  Are we just as annoyed when our friends are persecuted?  Are annoyed to the point of action when someone is falsely accused?  Where is our inheiritance?  My pastor said this past Sunday that before we can leave a legacy, we must build one.  I questioned myself..."how do I act or react when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;happens?"  Can you tell I am a believer in Christ by how I handle adversity?  Or do I look just like the rest of the world and think that it all revolves around me anyway?  Are my actions, reactions, and interactions representative of Christ?  What legacy am I presently building and what legacy will I leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;One last thought...from my dad when I was in my first wreck when I was 17 years old - I was in a 16 car pile-up - yes I was rear-ended, actually sandwiched between two other cars and my seemingly unemotional dad said something I will never forget, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Kim, I can buy another car but I can't buy another daughter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Where do you place your value? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4601801273680251812?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4601801273680251812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/wham-leaving-legacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4601801273680251812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4601801273680251812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/03/wham-leaving-legacy.html' title='Wham! Leaving a Legacy'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RezgbL-ct8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/nSUN8MJyFJs/s72-c/0305071832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1780806094890300252</id><published>2007-02-26T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Out or Wipe Out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/ReLRBAw4zsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HUARejyXXtE/s1600-h/0225071229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/ReLRBAw4zsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HUARejyXXtE/s320/0225071229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035817148668759746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Baylor got into the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;White Out&lt;/span&gt;" craze...even though our colors are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Green &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;.  We filled the Ferrell Center with 9200+ screaming fans and every fan had a white t-shirt on their seat.  The idea is to look united in support of your team.  The&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had a good game against the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Lady Aggies&lt;/span&gt;, but could not pull it out at the end.  This dashed their hopes of a conference championship for 2007.  They will still get a bye in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big 12 tournament&lt;/span&gt; and go on to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;NCAA tournament&lt;/span&gt; - which is quite a huge accomplishment in that there are only two seniors and five true freshmen! &lt;sidenote&gt; (this pic was taken with my camera phone... so it is not the highest quality...but you get the idea)  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sic 'em Bears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sidenote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1780806094890300252?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1780806094890300252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/white-out-or-wipe-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1780806094890300252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1780806094890300252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/white-out-or-wipe-out.html' title='White Out or Wipe Out?'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/ReLRBAw4zsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HUARejyXXtE/s72-c/0225071229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-5461143391917557016</id><published>2007-02-21T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rdw4vww4zrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FYsaaW93FQc/s1600-h/rwj.ejw.ks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rdw4vww4zrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FYsaaW93FQc/s320/rwj.ejw.ks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033960876688330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;College Sports!&lt;/span&gt; It's game day!  This picture was taken at the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-baskbl/bay-m-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor Men's Basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; game last weekend where the bears dropped a heartbreaker to texas by one point in the last 11.3 seconds.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Coach Scott Drew&lt;/span&gt; is so close to putting the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bears &lt;/span&gt;on the map...maybe tonight is the breakthrough game...timing would be perfect with the &lt;a href="http://www.big12sports.com/sports/w-baskbl/spec-rel/big12-w-baskbl-championship.html"&gt;Big 12 Tournament&lt;/a&gt; two weeks away.  The next day, our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt; whipped up on arch-enemy number one: the texas women.  The &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are tied for the conference lead and are exceeding all expectations with 10 on the roster and five being true freshmen!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sic 'em Bears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though college sports provides us with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat"&lt;/span&gt; there is a far greater thrill in life...which is that of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;.  Our lives are filled with touchpoints created by our need for meaningful human contact.  Friendship meets a need for connection with others.  It is modeled throughout the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bible&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ruth and Naomi &lt;/span&gt;as well as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;David and Jonathan&lt;/span&gt; in the Old Testament and of course &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jesus and the disciples &lt;/span&gt;along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Paul and Timothy and Barnabas&lt;/span&gt; in the New Testament.  We would be miserable if we didn't have friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed beyond all measure in my lifetime to have a steady stream of friends whose lives I can share in through the times of joy and the times of sorrow.  In fact, I believe that especially for believers, our deep desire to connect with Christ Himself is met many times through friends.  These two friends,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; Rachael Johnson&lt;/span&gt; (left)  and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Elizabeth Williams&lt;/span&gt; (right) are often asked if they are sisters because they look so much alike...when in reality they should answer "yes" because they both belong to the Family of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Two are better than one...for if one falls, the other will lift him up...a cord of three strands is not quickly torn apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Eccl. 4:9-12) &lt;/span&gt; We are all better because of our friends.  We share experiences along with our hearts and walk through life together; on a journey toward the same destination...Thank God for friends who serve as His hand extended in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-5461143391917557016?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/5461143391917557016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/twins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5461143391917557016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/5461143391917557016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/twins.html' title='Twins!'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/Rdw4vww4zrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FYsaaW93FQc/s72-c/rwj.ejw.ks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1237282199121227026</id><published>2007-02-04T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friends - Queen Esther</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/KIM_SC%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Over the past week I have watched two of my dearest couple friends endure painful moments as their dreams and hearts have been crushed under the weight of political posturing and  the advancement of personal agendas.   Both of them have an eternal vantage point and still have their marriages, families, friends, and  each other.  They have weathered undeserved criticism and smiled in the face of adversity.  Losing your job has to be a very painful ordeal but it is truly when you find out who your friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcZ6b5Ghd2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/3fCOowZ_JAY/s1600-h/180px-Aert_de_Gelder_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcZ6b5Ghd2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/3fCOowZ_JAY/s320/180px-Aert_de_Gelder_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027840653608974178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today in Sunday School, we started studying about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Esther"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen Esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  She was orphaned at an early age and adopted by her uncle, Mordecai.  Under Mordecai's Godly influence, Esther developed courage and Godliness and through her bold actions with King Xerxes, saved the nation of Israel.  In the meantime, one of the King's ungodly captains, Haaman, plots to kill Mordecai.  The plot fails and Haaman is hanged on the gallows he built for Mordecai.  I was reminded that when you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"let your light shine"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (1)&lt;/span&gt; those who are open to the things of the Lord are drawn to you - because they want more of Christ.  Those who are threatened by the light of those who &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"follow hard"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after Christ many times try to play the power card or exercise their own agendas.  It is in those times that you learn who your friends are...are they happy for you?  Do they cry with you?  Are they on their knees for you?  Do they stand by you?  Do they want the best for you?  The Bible says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness sake, for they will inheirit the Kingdom of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt; (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; So, dear friends who are struggling under the weight of the world's pressures, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;These things I have spoken to you, so that  in Me you may have peace  In the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt; you have tribulation, but  take courage;  I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;overcome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This momentary light affliction will produce for you an eternal weight of glory." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Matthew 5:16&lt;br /&gt;(2) Matthew 5:10&lt;br /&gt;(3) John 16:33&lt;br /&gt;(4) 2 Corinthians 4:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1237282199121227026?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1237282199121227026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-friends-queen-esther.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1237282199121227026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1237282199121227026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-friends-queen-esther.html' title='True Friends - Queen Esther'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcZ6b5Ghd2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/3fCOowZ_JAY/s72-c/180px-Aert_de_Gelder_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3729715587178321173</id><published>2007-02-03T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies &amp; Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVVqJGhd1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vReG6wUedso/s1600-h/allergy+arm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVVqJGhd1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vReG6wUedso/s200/allergy+arm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027518741515171666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The past two weeks have been quite revealing to me personally.  It all began with a new round of allergy testing.  There are two methods of testing, one is a simple blood test and the other is a series of 48 pricks with antigen that cause reactions.  This is the preferred method of my Allergist which precludes the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.nationaljewish.org/disease-info/diseases/allergy/treatments/therapy/index.aspx"&gt;immunotherapy&lt;/a&gt; (weekly shots).  Here you see one of my arms after the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now I have had allergies all of my life but this test revealed some allergies that I either developed recently or never knew I had.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food allergies!&lt;/span&gt;  It was such a shock to hear that I was allergic to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;wheat, eggs, peanuts, citrus fruits (oranges, lemons, limes, grapefruit) and tomatos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.  So for the past week I have been ridding my panty of these things...I never knew how healthly I had gotten with all of the wheat/whole grain products (bagels, bread, spaghetti, noodles, etc.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My other high allergies were &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mold &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dust mites&lt;/span&gt;.  They recommend that you wash and dry your sheets and all bedding once per week in the highest heat possible. So, I took that to mean that I needed to replace my 10 year old quilt and get a new one.  This is the updated look of my log bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVUQJGhdxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6uU5Kl_m-O0/s1600-h/new+spread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVUQJGhdxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6uU5Kl_m-O0/s320/new+spread.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027517195326945042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;One last little note.  Several of my friends are incredibly creative.  I look at magazines and can tell what I like but rarely can do anything remotely resembling the project I liked.  Here is a very primative attempt at displaying a family memory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVUQZGhdyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AMazZ-MezVw/s1600-h/C%26E+frame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVUQZGhdyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AMazZ-MezVw/s320/C%26E+frame.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027517199621912354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This is a picture of my paternal grandparents, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cecil and Eloise Scott.&lt;/span&gt;  The background is one if my grandmother's handkerchefs.  I am not sure how I ended up with them; but I am glad I did.  I framed one and overlaid a picture and gave this to my brother for his birthday.  Maybe one day, I will try this again with all the proper tools.  I have the heart but I lack the patience or foreplanning to do it how it should be done.  But maybe you can get inspired to display some old family memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-3729715587178321173?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3729715587178321173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/allergies-family.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3729715587178321173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3729715587178321173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/allergies-family.html' title='Allergies &amp;amp; Family'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcVVqJGhd1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vReG6wUedso/s72-c/allergy+arm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-636238883705038157</id><published>2007-02-03T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Show-Me Friendly"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzpGhdvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MiWBvZ61x6s/s1600-h/ks+%26+th+2007+head.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzpGhdvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MiWBvZ61x6s/s320/ks+%26+th+2007+head.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027327589700695794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Trish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Missouri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(the "show-me" state) and I am from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Texas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(the "friendly" state).  We have been friends for 12+ years.  We met while working together at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.kanakuk.com/"&gt;Kanakuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in the mid-90's and our friendship has weathered distance, missed meetings, misunderstandings, and just the changes in life.  We see each other a couple of times a year, but I think we both know that if the other "whistled" we would each "come running" to help however we can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These pictures are from her last visit to Waco...we were eating at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" href="http://www.mcalistersdeli.com/"&gt;McAlister's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.  As we walked in, she turned to me and said, "this place reminds me of EJ" who is a much loved mutual friend of ours.  The strong pull of relational connections is both evident and Biblical.  God did not create us to walk this journey alone.  He created friends to share the joys and triumphs, to share memorable moments and funny times.  There is the verse in Eccl. that states that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"two are better than one for if one falls the other is there to help him up; and a cord of three strands is not quickly broken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  There is also the beautiful picture of friendship between Jonathan and David in 1 Samuel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;: what are your thoughts on friends?  Do you have enough?  Are they in there for the long haul or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just come running in times of crisis?  Do they lift you up or drag you down?  Do they get in your face  and have your back all at the same time?  What kind of friends do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzJGhduI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_owwIgRyD1M/s1600-h/ks+%26+th+2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzJGhduI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_owwIgRyD1M/s320/ks+%26+th+2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027327581110761186" border="0" /&gt;We can learn alot about friendship from our dogs...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzJGhduI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_owwIgRyD1M/s1600-h/ks+%26+th+2007.JPG"&gt;who are appropriately dubbed &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzJGhduI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_owwIgRyD1M/s1600-h/ks+%26+th+2007.JPG"&gt;"man's best friend."  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnz5GhdwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wvSU8wUlMAE/s1600-h/Brady+sleep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnz5GhdwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wvSU8wUlMAE/s320/Brady+sleep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027327593995663106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Brady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sleeps in funny positions.  She has to stay out in the cold or heat all day long (doing her own thing) while I am at work...but every day - every single day...when I come home from work, I give a whistle and she comes running.  She is happy to see me every time - without exception.  We take walks together, we go swimming together, we nap and eat - she even watches TV with me.  She is loving and protective.  She is affectionate and always wants to be close.  Dogs are great examples of a friend...they forgive and forget and act as if the injustices or misunderstandings never happened.  Not one time has Brady ever brought back up some time that I forgot to feed her or that I didn't go for a walk with her.  How I would like to be like her...except of course in the all-exposed sleeping position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6106170158843531511-636238883705038157?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/636238883705038157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/friendly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/636238883705038157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/636238883705038157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/02/friendly.html' title='&amp;quot;Show-Me Friendly&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RcSnzpGhdvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MiWBvZ61x6s/s72-c/ks+%26+th+2007+head.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-54531580271364347</id><published>2007-01-15T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr...Little House on the Prairie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkD7Ng09I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Vt6ksFw3Pb4/s1600-h/fire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkD7Ng09I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Vt6ksFw3Pb4/s320/fire.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020427334463837138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkEbNg0-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/zjOfSO-cwRI/s1600-h/side+yard+ice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkEbNg0-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/zjOfSO-cwRI/s320/side+yard+ice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020427343053771746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkErNg0_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/GX0TBoX52to/s1600-h/ice+shrub.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkErNg0_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/GX0TBoX52to/s320/ice+shrub.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020427347348739058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkE7Ng1AI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wggBGgFG63w/s1600-h/wood+pile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkE7Ng1AI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wggBGgFG63w/s320/wood+pile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020427351643706370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;If you have kept up with the weather, a winter storm has been hovering over Texas for the past 48 hours.  Over 300 flights were canceled, roads were sanded, the wind howled, and there was no electricity or water when frozen limbs fell on electric lines.  Utilities were out for about 10 hours and literally, living in a log cabin, I felt like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Laura &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Little House on the Prairie&lt;/span&gt;.  I got up to no heat and went out to gather wood and build a fire.  Honestly, it was refreshing to read by the light of the sun and build a fire and not be bombarded with noise from the TV or Computer.  I wish I had more days like this to simply enjoy life.  However, I will admit, when my cell phone went dead, I went out to start my car and left it running to de-ice it and charge my cell phone. :) I met up with my nieces and parents around lunch to have an inside weinie roast - yep: hot dogs and smores.  You forget how much electricity is part of our everyday lives.  I enjoyed the challenge for the day but prefer to live in the 21st century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-54531580271364347?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/54531580271364347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/01/brrrlittle-house-on-prairie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/54531580271364347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/54531580271364347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/01/brrrlittle-house-on-prairie.html' title='Brrr...Little House on the Prairie'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RawkD7Ng09I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Vt6ksFw3Pb4/s72-c/fire.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-1151320165220041000</id><published>2007-01-08T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>0007 ZooLoo Whiskey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMHNjs_KVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WHJjq8N98tk/s1600-h/da40180_ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMHNjs_KVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WHJjq8N98tk/s320/da40180_ds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017862339324488018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMHODs_KWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Gqn04Es3nRQ/s1600-h/cain+Christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMHODs_KWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Gqn04Es3nRQ/s320/cain+Christmas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017862347914422626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMGOTs_KSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JJLXxhR1JdY/s1600-h/plane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMGOTs_KSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JJLXxhR1JdY/s320/plane.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017861252697762082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMGOjs_KTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CU7DIWhIzbw/s1600-h/Bellaksej.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMGOjs_KTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CU7DIWhIzbw/s320/Bellaksej.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017861256992729394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMGOjs_KUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FBc9S4IGawU/s1600-h/whining.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMGOjs_KUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FBc9S4IGawU/s320/whining.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017861256992729410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have rarely been known to do things spontaneously; however, I tried to "just do it" this Christmas.  Here you can see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cabin at Christmas &lt;/span&gt;with my girl Brady.  Two days later I hitched a ride on this &lt;a href="http://www.diamondair.com/aircraft/da40180_ds.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Diamond Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brenner Campbell&lt;/span&gt; over to Alabama to see my good friends Elizabeth and Forrest Williams (and his parents, and his grandma, and his uncle, and his cousin and his sister and her family)...their philosophy was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"the more the merrier." &lt;/span&gt; Brenner is a pilot and was going to go to West Point for some racoon hunting with Forrest. I volunteered to be his co-pilot.  Here is his plane with us ready to go.  It only took a little over 2 hours to get there.  It was so fun to be in a fully loaded (GPS system, auto-pilot - see top picture) plane with an excellent pilot.  After we got to West Point the family time began.  Honestly, that is the way holidays should be - laid back and inclusive of family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to be there and to experience &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas the William's way.  &lt;/span&gt;Some serious gifts, some thoughtful gifts, some funny gifts - all were meaningful gifts.  Here's one little example of a sign given to "granny williams" whose real name is Joel.  I can't show Sylvia's gift from Arbelle because it might be used to incriminate the innocent.  And I would show you Elizabeth's gift...she got for the Clement's Athletic Banquet - for one whole dollar - but you know how it is...family secrets must stay in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I thought over the course of this little southeastern adventure are actually the words to an old gospel song:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"I'm so glad I'm a part of the family of God; I've been washed in the fountain, cleansed by His blood.  Joint heirs with Jesus as we travel this sod, I'm so glad I'm a part of the family of God.  ~~  You will notice we say brother and sister around here; it's because we're a family and these folks are so dear.  When one has a heartache we all share the tears and rejoice in each victory in this family so dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-1151320165220041000?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/1151320165220041000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/01/0007-zooloo-whiskey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1151320165220041000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/1151320165220041000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/01/0007-zooloo-whiskey.html' title='0007 ZooLoo Whiskey'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMHNjs_KVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WHJjq8N98tk/s72-c/da40180_ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-318389080988368831</id><published>2007-01-08T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the 405 from Huntington to Westwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMAvDs_KQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/X7321xGPr-4/s1600-h/bay+boat+lights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMAvDs_KQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/X7321xGPr-4/s320/bay+boat+lights.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017855218268711170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMAvTs_KRI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZnmXhU2sCU/s1600-h/lit+up+boats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMAvTs_KRI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZnmXhU2sCU/s320/lit+up+boats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017855222563678482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaL_mjs_KNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ciOcnQf8MnQ/s1600-h/Pauley+Pavillion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaL_mjs_KNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ciOcnQf8MnQ/s320/Pauley+Pavillion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017853972728195282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaL_nDs_KOI/AAAAAAAAADA/id6w24dlN58/s1600-h/wooden+court.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaL_nDs_KOI/AAAAAAAAADA/id6w24dlN58/s320/wooden+court.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017853981318129890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaL_nTs_KPI/AAAAAAAAADI/R5ZPtzrRwDY/s1600-h/ucla+score.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaL_nTs_KPI/AAAAAAAAADI/R5ZPtzrRwDY/s320/ucla+score.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017853985613097202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy New Year!  &lt;/span&gt;I finally found my camera cord - you know, it was in that safe place, right where I put it when I had to stash the junkie stuff when it was party time.  Over the holidays, between December 14th and December 19th I flew (commercially) to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;California &lt;/span&gt;to see my family.  The day I got to Huntington Beach, we piled into my uncle's "Duffy" to take a self-guided tour of the Huntington Harbor.  Each year those who live on the water light up their boats and bayside homes and they hold a parade of lights.  Here are two pictures from our tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that week, I got on "the  405" and headed up to the University of California at Los Angeles to watch the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;UCLA Bruins&lt;/span&gt; at the famous &lt;a href="http://uclabruins.cstv.com/genrel/062200aai.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Pauley Pavillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Wooden Court&lt;/span&gt;.  Such basketball history was made here by legendary Coach John Wooden.  His &lt;a href="http://www.coachwooden.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"Pyramid of Success"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is well-known to coaches and administrators alike.  It was amazing to see the banners and experience this storied court (at this time the UCLA men are ranked #1 in the country) and of course to watch the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt; take control of the Bruins - a good time was had by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-318389080988368831?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/318389080988368831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/01/take-405-from-huntington-to-westwood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/318389080988368831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/318389080988368831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2007/01/take-405-from-huntington-to-westwood.html' title='Take the 405 from Huntington to Westwood'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RaMAvDs_KQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/X7321xGPr-4/s72-c/bay+boat+lights.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8084993819278495669</id><published>2006-12-23T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RY6MZitl4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/M7vVGCerGsI/s1600-h/Scotts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RY6MZitl4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/M7vVGCerGsI/s320/Scotts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012097805752590466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RY6Maitl4JI/AAAAAAAAACY/gWfeel4StW4/s1600-h/krk2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RY6Maitl4JI/AAAAAAAAACY/gWfeel4StW4/s320/krk2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012097822932459666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOWDY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so far behind on the blogging, partly because I cannot find my camera cord to download the pictures and I know you don't want to only read but see as well.  So here you see me and my brother and sister at my dad's retirement celebration in November.  It was a good time and honoring to my dad who has given &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39 years&lt;/span&gt; of his life to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;US Navy&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;(Rick) is married (Heather) and has two sweet daughters (McKenna &amp; Mia) and lives here at Scottwood.  My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister &lt;/span&gt;(Kelly) is married(John) and lives down on the Gulf.  It is hard for all of us to get together but of course none of us would miss this amazing event.&lt;br /&gt;So here's the 2006 family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8084993819278495669?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8084993819278495669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/family-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8084993819278495669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8084993819278495669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RY6MZitl4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/M7vVGCerGsI/s72-c/Scotts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6217076980828029747</id><published>2006-12-07T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bosque Riverwalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn47cOuoI/AAAAAAAAABg/6_p0PNeIclU/s1600-h/Brady+at+firepit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn47cOuoI/AAAAAAAAABg/6_p0PNeIclU/s320/Brady+at+firepit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006005951037094530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn5rcOupI/AAAAAAAAABo/qNMMjeJwSLM/s1600-h/bluff+%26+river.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn5rcOupI/AAAAAAAAABo/qNMMjeJwSLM/s320/bluff+%26+river.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006005963921996434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn6LcOuqI/AAAAAAAAABw/cQp_QNrXuPw/s1600-h/bluebonnet+seed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn6LcOuqI/AAAAAAAAABw/cQp_QNrXuPw/s320/bluebonnet+seed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006005972511931042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn6bcOurI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pkZOdr4V5T8/s1600-h/bluebonnets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn6bcOurI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pkZOdr4V5T8/s320/bluebonnets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006005976806898354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some of you who know me or have been to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ponderosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(at Scottwood) have heard me say that I am  going to "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;walk to the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;."  About a mile behind the cabin you come to the bluff which overlooks the North Bosque River.  It is a beautiful place for down time no matter if it is cool or warm outside.  Our property goes all the way back to the bank of the river and we have an old gravel and dirt road that leads back there.  We have cleared out an area and put in a fire pit for campfires.  You can see my Golden Retriever - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Brady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;- here at the firepit on the bluff.  You can also see a shot of the river.  Last Sunday, on the way back, I couldn't believe what I saw...the seedlings of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;bluebonnets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in the field adjacent to my house.  These usually don't show up until February...but until last week it has been in the 80's.  I am included a picture of bluebonnets that bloom in the last spring for those of you who do not live in Texas.  Tonight it will get down into the mid-20's so I think winter has finally arrived in Central Texas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6217076980828029747?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6217076980828029747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/bosque-riverwalk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6217076980828029747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6217076980828029747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/bosque-riverwalk.html' title='Bosque Riverwalk'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXjn47cOuoI/AAAAAAAAABg/6_p0PNeIclU/s72-c/Brady+at+firepit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6661520792644832984</id><published>2006-12-02T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXHoxjZ5wmI/AAAAAAAAABU/dotjPjuT9MU/s1600-h/Brickman1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXHoxjZ5wmI/AAAAAAAAABU/dotjPjuT9MU/s320/Brickman1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004036599000449634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had the opportunity to go to a &lt;a href="http://www.jimbrickman.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jim Brickman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; concert.  If you are not familiar with Jim Brickman, he is a pianist - mostly the 'adult contemporary' style.  He was at the historical Waco Hippodrome downtown.  He played many of his old familiar songs and added some friends, one on the violin and two on vocals to give the show some variety.  He has several Christmas cd's out and one if his most famous songs is called &lt;a href="http://jimbrickman.com/product/45.htm?parentid=6617"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Gift."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "All I want is to hold you forever.  All I need is you more every day.  You saved my heart from being broken apart; you gave your love away, I'm thankful every day for THE GIFT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  If you click above you can scroll down to the bottom and find a clip of the song.  The things I like about Jim's music are that the instrumentals are very inspiring and calming and the songs that have words can all be used for that one on earth that you love and they can double as songs from/to the Lord.  There is no doubt who inspires his music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6661520792644832984?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6661520792644832984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6661520792644832984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6661520792644832984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift.html' title='The Gift'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXHoxjZ5wmI/AAAAAAAAABU/dotjPjuT9MU/s72-c/Brickman1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8003914771855290762</id><published>2006-12-02T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokey Pokey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXHcRDZ5wgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mlwFGB5pkE/s1600-h/Kim+stripes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXHcRDZ5wgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mlwFGB5pkE/s200/Kim+stripes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004022846515167746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wow! What a week.  We have had 5 basketball games in 6 days.   Where should I start?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Baylor Basketball&lt;/span&gt;... both the men and the women are doing well/gearing up for one of the toughest basketball conferences in the nation.  I have worked part-time with Athletics since I graduated from Baylor; but this year, I became the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Official Scorer"&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/w-baskbl/bay-w-baskbl-body.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;man&gt;&lt;/man&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The pressure is on to document points scored, fouls &amp; timeouts called, change of possession, and the time on the game clock that all of those occurred.  I also am required to "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wear the stripes&lt;/span&gt;" at the desk.  Attractive huh?  Anyway, the most exciting time was the Tuesday before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;, the then ranked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;#16 Lady Bears&lt;/span&gt;  beat the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9 &lt;/span&gt;ranked &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;LSU Lady Tigers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a grudge match of sorts when our student held up the sign that read: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU GOT HOKEY POKEY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;WE GOT A NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what's next...the Jim Brickman concert.....stay tuned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8003914771855290762?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8003914771855290762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/hokey-pokey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8003914771855290762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8003914771855290762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/12/hokey-pokey.html' title='Hokey Pokey'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dBcdKYaEHM0/RXHcRDZ5wgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mlwFGB5pkE/s72-c/Kim+stripes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-3916770663461886579</id><published>2006-11-29T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall means change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/1600/750894/fall%20trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/320/38522/fall%20trees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/1600/836921/wreaths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/320/245065/wreaths.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/1600/823960/scottwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/320/39210/scottwood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/1600/916886/fall%20leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1742/3749/320/553940/fall%20leaves.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, who says there are no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;seasons &lt;/span&gt;in Texas?  Here you can see some of the amazing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;colors &lt;/span&gt;of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;leaves &lt;/span&gt;- on the trees and as they begin to fall.  I will confess that what you can't tell that it is 80 degrees outside when I took these.  But tomorrow the low is supposed to be 24 and the high 40...that is what living in Texas is all about...change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also included some pictures of the new entrance to our land.  My grandfather bought it before I was born...they used to live on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lake Waco&lt;/span&gt; but in 1960 they raised the level of the lake and told my grandfather to buy land elsewhere.  All the men in my family fly planes so they named the land "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scottwood Strip&lt;/span&gt;."  Over time, several houses have been added to the place.  Presently, my brother and his family live in my grandparent's old house, my parents built out here when my dad transitioned to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Navy &lt;/span&gt;reserve started teaching at Baylor in 1968.  My aunt and uncle retired here from 20 years in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air Force&lt;/span&gt; in 1976.  I built my log cabin out here in 2002 and my cousin and his wife built a house out of the stone underground and moved in in 2003.  There are three driveways so my parents decided to shorten the name of theirs to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SCOTTWOOD&lt;/span&gt;.  Thus, the new sign.  My brother still hangs the original sign that my dad carved out of cedar which reads &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;SCOTTWOOD STRIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-3916770663461886579?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/3916770663461886579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/fall-means-change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3916770663461886579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/3916770663461886579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/fall-means-change.html' title='Fall means change'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-9075090228324727579</id><published>2006-11-26T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMECOMING - better late than never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3384/3521/1600/49199/ks%20bay%20ejw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3384/3521/320/994834/ks%20bay%20ejw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have been overwhelmed with how far behind I am on the meaningful thoughts and experiences that I would want to write about...ironic isn't it...that my last blog was about writing!  It has been just over a month since&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/homecoming/splash.php"&gt;Baylor's Homecoming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; weekend and our last win on the gridiron.  The weekend was filled with the normal activities from the late night Pep Rally and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bonfire &lt;/span&gt;on Friday night to the nation's longest collegiate &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parade &lt;/span&gt;on Saturday morning to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Football Game&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday afternoon.  All of these activities are very familiar to me.  I have been to them for at least 30 years.  But, I guess it never really hit me since I have always lived close and now work at Baylor; but this was the year that I truly learned the meaning of the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HOMECOMING&lt;/span&gt;.  Technically it means "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the arrival of someone who has been away&lt;/span&gt;."  Generally it is a gathering of alums at a designated time to come back to campus to revisit the nostalgia of years gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, my friend and the first-ever Spirit Coordinator for Baylor University, &lt;a href="http://www.williamsfamilyontoalabama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elizabeth Williams&lt;/a&gt; moved with her husband to Alabama.  Her last week with us was spent just as the first four years were...with students from the spirit program.  At her going away party they gave her a plane ticket to return "home" for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homecoming&lt;/span&gt;.  I picked her up from the airport and the weekend that was literally a whirlwind of activity.  However we did share some special times throughout the weekend.  I won't go into the "B--U" cheers at the Bonfire or the Chamber Police at the Parade or the tears of joy on the football field.  I will tell you that Elizabeth and I grilled out on Saturday night at the cabin with two of our favorite students: Bailey (in picture above) and Erin.  It was so fun to catch up and to share from the heart about where each of our lives had gone in the last six months.  I am thankful that the bond we have cannot be severed because it is in the Lord who "is the same yesterday, today and forever."  Friendships that weather the test of time and distance are also those that are forged in the mountains and valleys of life experiences.  The four of us have been together all over the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;United States...New York to Seattle to Arizona to Indiana&lt;/span&gt;.  We have witnessed the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;thrill of victory and the agony of defeat&lt;/span&gt;."  We have also prayed together and laughed together, cried together and we still do not agree that an apple has caffeine!  Life together was certainly sweet while it lasted.  Life changes but we will share these memories forever.  This Thanksgiving weekend, I am truly grateful for the gift of friendship - with these &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;iron sisters&lt;/span&gt; and now I truly know the depth of the meaning of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HOMECOMING&lt;/span&gt;.  Thank you Elizabeth for making the sacrifice to come and hang with us.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On this earth, the only thing more precious than the air you breathe is the hand you hold&lt;/span&gt;...I am grateful for the chance to hold hands with Women of God like these.  I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-9075090228324727579?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/9075090228324727579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/homecoming-better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/9075090228324727579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/9075090228324727579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/homecoming-better-late-than-never.html' title='HOMECOMING - better late than never'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6152397554438416835</id><published>2006-11-06T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WRITE ON!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/journal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/journal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have just started a book about "waking up your soul."  I am going to have to withhold the title until after Christmas because some of you will be seeing it soon. :)  Anyway, the second chapter is about journaling.  For those of us who like to question and write - this is a familiar setting.  For those of you who find it hard to write honestly, this is a challenge.  I wanted to share two quotes to encourage you today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We write to taste our life twice, in the moment and in retrospect."  Anais Nin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then in discussing this thought the writer says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Your journal can remind you that your must make a life worth recording."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, I say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;WRITE ON&lt;/span&gt; sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6152397554438416835?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6152397554438416835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/write-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6152397554438416835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6152397554438416835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/write-on.html' title='WRITE ON!!'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8234619911698053221</id><published>2006-11-05T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael Ray &amp; Dolly Parton at the Ponderosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/ks%20%26%20dolly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/ks%20%26%20dolly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/Paula%20Dean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/Paula%20Dean.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is the simple things in life that make the heart sing.   On Sunday afternoons, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mia &lt;/span&gt;comes over to play while her mom and dad go to home group and sister, McKenna, goes to Bible Drill at church.  Last Sunday, she decided to come over looking like &lt;a href="http://www.dollyon-line.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dolly Parton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...just walking down the country road over to Aunt Kim's.  She made me laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today you see the Sunday afternoon &lt;a href="http://www.rachaelray.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachael Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cooking lessons with my niece &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mia&lt;/span&gt;.  I asked her if she wanted to make pizza or brownies (for dinner) and she picked pizza.  So we kneaded the crust, spread the sauce, browned the meat, sprinkled the cheese, and watched the clock and whola!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It'sssssssssssssss Pizza Time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely think I like her without the wig.  Yes, truly it is the simple things in life that make the heart sing...speaking of singing, we rode the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.leapfrog.com/do/findproduct?key=funlearnbus&amp;amp;ageGroupKey=preschool"&gt;"phonics bus"&lt;/a&gt; on the letter "S" tonight as well.  It is truly amazing what toys teach today.  I had a hard time matching her word for word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I learned that life is one big lesson and it is much more fun shared with those you love.  Soon I will share some of the life lessons I have learned about faith and friendship.  Thanks for walking part of this journey we call life with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8234619911698053221?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8234619911698053221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/rachael-ray-dolly-parton-at-ponderosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8234619911698053221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8234619911698053221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/11/rachael-ray-dolly-parton-at-ponderosa.html' title='Rachael Ray &amp;amp; Dolly Parton at the Ponderosa'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4625220985965723401</id><published>2006-10-27T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Brazos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/m-footbl-aggies2-800.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/m-footbl-aggies2-800.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is "D" day for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor Bears&lt;/span&gt; who take on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Texas A &amp; M&lt;/span&gt;.  Both schools are on the Brazos River which runs through the Heart of Texas, thus the name &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-footbl/bay-m-footbl-main.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Battle of the Brazos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the annual rivalry dating back &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;103 years! &lt;/span&gt;The last two meetings have been decided in overtime!  This is the first time since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor &lt;/span&gt;joined the &lt;a href="http://www.big12sports.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big XII Conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (formerly of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Southwest Conference&lt;/span&gt;) that we will sell out &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/school-bio/bay-casey-stadium.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Floyd Casey Stadium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  The largest crowd ever was in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1995 &lt;/span&gt;against &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TAMU&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;51, 218&lt;/span&gt;.  They have even opened up the south endzone (which is where I grew up watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor Football&lt;/span&gt;) for an extra 3000 General Admission seats.  &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncf/news/story?id=2638427"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ESPN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ran an article on the game and it is all over...I bet Fox Sports and other networks are kicking themselves for not picking this game up.  But you can catch the action on the &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor Athletic Website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a live webcast &lt;a href="http://baylorbears.cstv.com/sports/m-footbl/sched/bay-m-footbl-sched.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Then click on the Gametracker &lt;listen&gt; in the box on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/listen&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S I C    ' E M      B E A R S  !  !  !  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G G G r r r r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4625220985965723401?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4625220985965723401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/battle-of-brazos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4625220985965723401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4625220985965723401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/battle-of-brazos.html' title='Battle of the Brazos'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-8860336444100631635</id><published>2006-10-16T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bells &amp; Belles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/KS%26EJ%20shaking%20bells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/KS%26EJ%20shaking%20bells.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/KS%26EJ%20colts%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/KS%26EJ%20colts%20game.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F-U-N &lt;/span&gt;weekend I had...that was truly a Fall Break.  I flew over to Huntsville, Alabama to visit my dear friends Elizabeth and Forrest Williams.  We started with a home football game cheering for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Colts of Clements High School&lt;/span&gt; where Forrest is the Head Coach and Athletic Director. (check out EJ's blog)  We sat in the stands and cheered for the team...among the parents.  I enjoy high school football - of course I do, I grew up in Texas!!  Then we trekked over to Starkville, MS for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mississippi State Homecoming&lt;/span&gt; game at Scott Field.  This was the first SouthEastern Conference game I have attended.    I was raised on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SouthWest Conference&lt;/span&gt; football and now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BU &lt;/span&gt;is in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Big 12 Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I learn?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(A) Cowbells are for southern belles and they are LOUD!&lt;/span&gt; and...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(B)"once a spirit leader - always a spirit leader."&lt;/span&gt;    My friend Elizabeth enhanced the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BU traditions &lt;/span&gt;for four years...she left a legacy here.  Now she is doing the same in Alabama and it all started in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mississippi&lt;/span&gt;.  What a saw (and heard) at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MSU &lt;/span&gt;game was amazing...the ringing of cowbells.  Little did I know that Elizabeth started that little tradition in 6 short weeks of cheering for the Clements Colts.  I also watched Miss Elizabeth, my favorite southern &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELLE&lt;/span&gt;, live out a life of grace and love, being truly led by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spirit &lt;/span&gt;within her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-8860336444100631635?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/8860336444100631635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/bells-belles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8860336444100631635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/8860336444100631635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/bells-belles.html' title='Bells &amp;amp; Belles'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-102725715578193600</id><published>2006-10-10T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickn' Buff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/Nat%27l%20CH%20why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/200/Nat%27l%20CH%20why.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/BUFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/200/BUFF.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/ks%2C%20hope%2C%20Jed.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/ks%2C%20hope%2C%20Jed.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my dear friend Hope West and Mr. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm One&lt;/span&gt;" Jed West (thanks to Keith for taking the picture).  I met these long time Kanakuk friends in Denver before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Baylor&lt;/span&gt;'s triple overtime win over the University of Colorado on Saturday afternoon.  The last time we beat them here at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Folsom Field&lt;/span&gt; (on mile high) it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1991&lt;/span&gt;.  They had won the national championship in 1990 and the Bears came up to the mountains and "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We Kicked Buff&lt;/span&gt;."  This was the shirt from way back when.  Now maybe the front of the shirt will prove to be true this next week when we head down to Austin to take on the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shorthorns&lt;/span&gt;" of texas university!  My Aggie friends Hope and Jed know exactly what that takes....a 12th Man.  Just remember, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sic 'em&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Gig 'em&lt;/span&gt; just never EVER &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;hook 'em&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-102725715578193600?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/102725715578193600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/kickn-buff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/102725715578193600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/102725715578193600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/kickn-buff.html' title='Kickn&amp;#39; Buff'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-4742301878445305196</id><published>2006-10-10T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel the LION hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/King%20Lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/King%20Lion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/Lions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/Lions.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am still studying the book of Daniel.  It is hard to believe that so much happened in a book with only 12 chapters...two dreams, a firey furnace, an 80 year old Daniel in the Lion's Den and all that is just in the first 6 chapters.  Daniel has served faithfully in Babylon through three kings.  He was accused and singled out for his faith.  He immediately went to his room to kneel and pray.  When they found him he was "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;giving thanks before his God&lt;/span&gt;."  King Darius gave the order to throw Daniel in the lion's den and said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your God whom you constantly serve will Himself deliver you.&lt;/span&gt;"  Then they rolled a stone over the entrance (sound familiar?) "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;so that nothing might be changed in regard to Daniel&lt;/span&gt;."  Little did he realize that this would change everything.  After King Darius realized that "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no injury whatsoever was found on him because he trusted in his God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" he wrote to all the peoples, nations, and men of evey language who were living in the land..."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the God of Daniel...is the living God and enduring forever, and His kingdom is one which will not be destroyed, and his dominion will be forever.  he delivers and rescues and performs signs and wonders in heaven and on earth who had also delivered Daniel from the power of the lions.&lt;/span&gt;" (Daniel 6:26-27).  This is not a sweet little kids Bible story.  Those lions were hungry and ferocious and fierce.  I am leaving you with a picture of the lions I saw up close and personal on safari in Kenya last year.  We caught them napping.  We were all inside the small open-air vans but I still trembled at the proximity of these wild animals.  We saw several carcasses they had preyed upon and were fiesting on earlier that day.  It was savage to say the least.  My question is...if the devil is prowling around like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour...is my sword drawn?  Am I on the offense or defense?  Do I run or stand and fight?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel the LION hearted&lt;/span&gt; stood and fought - even in the face of death, he knelt and gave thanks.  Am I thankful for those things or people that sharpen me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-4742301878445305196?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/4742301878445305196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/daniel-lion-hearted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4742301878445305196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/4742301878445305196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/10/daniel-lion-hearted.html' title='Daniel the LION hearted'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-954001601600133405</id><published>2006-09-30T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the Giants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/giants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/giants.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="www.facingthegiants.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="www.facingthegiants.com" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to see the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Facing the Giants."&lt;/span&gt;  It was a low-budget movie because it was backed by a church in Georgia; however the message was rich in faith.  I don't know how long it will be out but if you can get to see it, it is inspiring and moving.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;It depicts  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a Christian high school football coach uses his undying faith to battle the  giants of fear and failure. After learning that he and his wife Brooke (Shannen  Fields) face infertility, Grant Taylor, (Alex Kendrick) searches for hope and a  stronger purpose for his football team. Filled with South Georgia football and  clean humor, Facing the Giants is family movie inspiring viewers to live  with faith and love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't miss this chance to vote for a Christian movie with a good message using the power of your choice at the movies.  If you want to read about it or check to see if it is in a theater near you go to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facingthegiants.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;www.facingthegiants.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:625364615@27092006-2226" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-954001601600133405?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/954001601600133405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/09/facing-giants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/954001601600133405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/954001601600133405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/09/facing-giants.html' title='Facing the Giants'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-6514567662600977212</id><published>2006-09-30T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flyin' High</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/red%20baron%20landing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/red%20baron%20landing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/red%20baron%20flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/red%20baron%20flying.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/bi-plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/bi-plane.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may know that I live out on family land.  Way back in the 1960 my grandfather moved out here.  After my dad got out of the Navy, he came back to teach at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Baylor&lt;/span&gt;.  My aunt and uncle retired from the air force and also built out here.  They guys in my family have always flown planes...small 2 or 4 seater planes.  I even took ground school from my uncle but never logged enough hours to fly solo.  We have two grass air strips and two hangers.  This is a picture taken yesterday from my front porch when my cousin was flying my uncle's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Stearman Bi-plane&lt;/span&gt;.  You might know it better as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Snoopy's "Red Baron" Plane&lt;/span&gt;.  It has a 400 hp engine and two open cockpits.  The sound of planes taxi-ing, taking off and landing is a normal one around here.  As many times as I have been in an airplane (commercial or private) the idea of flight never ceases to amaze me...defying gravity with a machine and aerodynamics.  I makes me further understand the Great God we serve...because it is "through Him and by Him and in Him that all things are held together."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-6514567662600977212?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/6514567662600977212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/09/flyin-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6514567662600977212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/6514567662600977212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/09/flyin-high.html' title='Flyin&amp;#39; High'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-766939247647053244</id><published>2006-09-26T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/M%26M%20bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/M%26M%20bubbles.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here you go...a great reason to get excited about being an aunt....my nieces in my jacuzzi tub taking a bath after a walk and night of homework and some craftiness (a picture card for my grand mother - their great grandmother who lives in California).  I put some bubble bath in the jacuzzi tub, turned on the jets and there you go....bubbles for my babes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-766939247647053244?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/feeds/766939247647053244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/09/bubble-babes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/766939247647053244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106170158843531511/posts/default/766939247647053244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponderosacabin.blogspot.com/2006/09/bubble-babes.html' title='Bubble Babes'/><author><name>Scooter220</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07740503912269486326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGECY5wP7tE/S4k0FO7vdPI/AAAAAAAAANU/-sYugbJtMD8/S220/profileKS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106170158843531511.post-574856128268894224</id><published>2006-09-23T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:24:22.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/1600/montanafire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7106/2740/320/montanafire.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;This week as I went to Bible Study I found myself so incredibly encouraged by the truths found in the story of Daniel's three friends in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;:13-27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.  The three, you know them as Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, young men are brought into King Neb. without their leader.  He fires up the furnace seven times hotter than normal.  He gives them one more chance to denounce their God.  They refuse and say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"We do not need to give you an answer concerning this matter.  If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the furnace of  blazig fire; and He will deliver us out of your hand, O king.  But even if he does not, let it be known to you, on king, that we are not going to serve your gods or worship your golden image."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  You know the story...they are thrown in the fire and no longer are their three - but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;...then King Neb calls them out and it says "there was not even the smell of fire upon them."  So, there were four...just as there are in the midst of our fires...if you know the Lord then you are in the fire with God the Father, Jesus the Son, and the Holy Spirit.  Beth Moore identifies three scenarios for deliverance from the fires in our lives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Delivered &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FROM &lt;/span&gt;the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; - this builds our faith - God intervenes and shows his power to keep us from the fire (trials and tests).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Delivered &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THROUGH &lt;/span&gt;the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; - this refines our faith - God walks with us through our fires (trials ands tests).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Delivered &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BY &lt;/span&gt;the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; - into His hands for all eternity - this purifies our faith - very seldom will any of us be called to die for the glory of God; however, many of us know those who have died in their fire (accidents, disease, etc).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;So, today as you encounter your own form of fire, be encouraged...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Great God is able and will deliver you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;From&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106170158843531511-574856128268894224?l=ponderosacabin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pondero
