<?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-2089587553108348705</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:33:23.789-08:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='hobbies'/><category term='trying to read'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='in transition'/><category term='remember when...'/><category term='Quotes and Such'/><category term='Things I Enjoy'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Reformed Theology'/><category term='hostess with the mostess'/><category term='singleness'/><category term='Be Creative'/><category term='being renewed'/><category term='When I&apos;m a mommy one day...'/><category term='Ppl Pleasin'/><category term='Thoughts to jot'/><category term='useful knowledge'/><category term='part of the process'/><category term='missions'/><category term='The glorious gospel'/><category term='World Events'/><category term='wedding bells'/><category term='It&apos;s ok :)'/><category term='Lukewarm'/><category term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='I am thankful for...'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='C4C days'/><title type='text'>Redeemed From the Pit</title><subtitle type='html'>A life graciously redeemed from the pit and living to tell of it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-664601473188869432</id><published>2012-02-13T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T17:44:07.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>While boarding the train home to Montreal last night I had Hillsongs  "Soon" stuck in my head.  As I meditated on the words of the song,  something struck in my soul "what if this was the line to meet Jesus?"  "what if beyond those gates instead of hoping onto a train, I'd see the  face of Christ?" My knees started buckling and I could feel myself  holding back tears/full out water works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't think I've ever been so excited to meet Him.  To  have all my joy, hope and trust placed in Him.  Probably one of the best  moments of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this moment oh weak soul of mine, only He satisfies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7EBSvFlBoIs?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-664601473188869432?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/664601473188869432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=664601473188869432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/664601473188869432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/664601473188869432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2012/02/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7EBSvFlBoIs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7407622272860246657</id><published>2012-02-05T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T20:23:09.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Creative'/><title type='text'>"Goin to the Chapel"</title><content type='html'>No I'm not going to the chapel of love and getting married.  BUT my friend is.  She's getting married at the end of March and hasn't found a dress yet {eek, we all know let's not stress her out more}.  Until I beheld this beauty from the 1950's at a little Boutique in Downtown Belleville.  Let's just say Belleville has some perks.  Such as this adorable store and GLORIOUS dress for the low price of 350.00 with a matching little jacket! How Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going to try it on this weekend...fingers crossed it fits :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zt2_zI7ByIM/Ty9URrlQ8II/AAAAAAAAAkY/uDNYu-COmRY/s1600/Photo_041699AD-BDE6-45C5-076E-0BC0AF0B0654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zt2_zI7ByIM/Ty9URrlQ8II/AAAAAAAAAkY/uDNYu-COmRY/s320/Photo_041699AD-BDE6-45C5-076E-0BC0AF0B0654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705871915635241090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close your eyes and picture this with me.  Hair done in lose curls pinned to the side in a ponytail with beautiful teardrop pearl earrings.  Breath taking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7407622272860246657?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7407622272860246657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7407622272860246657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7407622272860246657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7407622272860246657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2012/02/goin-to-chapel.html' title='&quot;Goin to the Chapel&quot;'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zt2_zI7ByIM/Ty9URrlQ8II/AAAAAAAAAkY/uDNYu-COmRY/s72-c/Photo_041699AD-BDE6-45C5-076E-0BC0AF0B0654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-9036022274870893195</id><published>2012-01-21T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:04:19.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope, what is it?</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a word I've wrestled with for quite some time.  We tell each other to have faith or hope, but to what extent do we mean? So I've decided after some prayer and seeing what God has been up to in  my life that I want to do an intense study on "hope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well first of all, a word study never hurt anyone.  Especially if  it means me digging deeper into God's word, clinging to His cross and  fully trusting in Him.  I want those things as they will deepen my  relationship with Him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We all want to know there is some sort of hope to cling onto  right? Especially in those challenging situations, but what does that  mean? What does that look like practically? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, this time of year {good ol winter} we see less of the sun.   Lack of vitamin D and if you are like me and work 9-5 you may see very  little Mr.Sun {insert Seasonal Affective Disorder here}.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to look back on hard times and KNOW that there is HOPE and I  want others to be able to do the same. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  So in the meanwhile, comment away on what "HOPE" is for you and I'll start up a new blog with my first post defining hope from the world's and God's perspective.  Now enjoy the fact that God loves you just as you are, let the words Josh Groban sings, sink deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EGLSk3AVcUU?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-9036022274870893195?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/9036022274870893195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=9036022274870893195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9036022274870893195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9036022274870893195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2012/01/hope-what-is-it.html' title='Hope, what is it?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EGLSk3AVcUU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7292151805123335324</id><published>2012-01-18T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:24:39.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Stuck in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RiHZz7LqTA0?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been on repeat for the past few days.  God has shown me how great and good He is.  His love for me is beyond what I could ever ask or imagine.  He loves me in spite of my sin, my weakness, my pride, my inability to love Him...the list goes on.  He loves me.  That will NEVER change.  I can't remember the last time God melted my heart like this.  It's wonderful.  He took me through a desert to show me this love and it HURT and I cried like a baby.  But as I wept, He carried me.  Great is the Lord God Almighty.  No one's love will satisfy like His.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7292151805123335324?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7292151805123335324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7292151805123335324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7292151805123335324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7292151805123335324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2012/01/hillsong-glory-worship-and-praise-song.html' title='Stuck in my head'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RiHZz7LqTA0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4308528722069216213</id><published>2012-01-17T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:24:17.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>New Years Goals {better late than never :D}</title><content type='html'>So maybe a little late if you will on the New Years goals but they are in the works and I am PUMPED for them:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Run a 5K by next Spring.  I was watching a reality show on TV called Guiliana and Bill and was really inspired to run as Guiliana talked about wanting to run again but not sure if her body was ready to do it after losing her child through In Vitro {heart breaking story}.  Her perseverance to overcome what she thought her body was incapable of doing encouraged me, that even though I am epileptic I can attain these goals in a time that works best for my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Still on the topic of running I would love to see if I could combine my love for God, running and passion to end human trafficking.  My thoughts... see if I can raise funds to run for an organization like International Justice Mission or Love 146.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Serve my city.  God is showing me daily that this city is in DESPERATE need of Him.  It's devastating to see how many women come into my work in search of business clothes on a limited budget while trying to support their child, education and themselves.  With this in mind, I pray that these simple acts will lead them to the Giver of life and Giver of all things good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*getting involved with the Benevolence team at my Church&lt;br /&gt;* building into the young women at my church&lt;br /&gt;*donating clothes and other things I don't need to the local women's shelter or crisis and pregnancy center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  And last but definitely not least, do weekly or bi-weekly word studies on my blog {ie. love, brokenhearted, good}.  I want to fall in love with Jesus daily and be continually challenged in my walk with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this leaves me to say, what are your hopes, expectations and prayers this New Year? I do pray that first and foremost this is a year that we all fall more in love with Jesus and out of that love springs grateful obedience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-4308528722069216213?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4308528722069216213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4308528722069216213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4308528722069216213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4308528722069216213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-goals-better-late-than-never.html' title='New Years Goals {better late than never :D}'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1690111171338219850</id><published>2011-12-02T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T17:35:00.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mary Did You Know?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/86dagxYWKmY?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to this a couple of times tonight {"Mary did you know" sung by a little girl name Noelle} as I read through Luke 1.  Let me just say that SO many parts of that chapter JUMPED off to page.&lt;br /&gt;First the conversation between Elizabeth and Mary in Luke 1:39-46.  I can only imagine the sheer excitement and joy those two women must have shared together. As I read that passage over a couple of times, all I could think about was; "how much joy did these two women share?" and "what a beautiful moment that must have been!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It says that when Elizabeth heard Mary's "greeting" the baby "leaped in her womb" {Luke 1:41} :O WOWZAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then goes onto say how Elizabeth is filled with the spirit and calls the fruit of Marys womb "blessed" {Luke 1:42}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it too? Two grown women giggling like little school girls over the blessed birth of Mary's child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that spoke to me in this passage was Mary's song to the Lord {Luke 1:46-56};&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p id="p42001046_07-1"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v42001046-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Mary said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="begin-line-group"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“My soul magnifies the Lord&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001048_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001047-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001048-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001048_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001048-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001048_12-1" class="indent line"&gt;For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001049_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001049-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for he who is mighty has done great things for me,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001049_12-1" class="indent line"&gt;and holy is his name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001050_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001050-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And his mercy is for those who fear him&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001050_10-1" class="indent line"&gt;from generation to generation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001051_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001051-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He has shown strength with his arm;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001051_08-1" class="indent line"&gt;he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001052_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001052-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he has brought down the mighty from their thrones&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001052_10-1" class="indent line"&gt;and exalted those of humble estate;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001053_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001053-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he has filled the hungry with good things,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001053_09-1" class="indent line"&gt;and the rich he has sent away empty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001054_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001054-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He has helped his servant Israel,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001054_07-1" class="indent line"&gt;in remembrance of his mercy,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001055_01-1" class="line"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num inline" id="v42001055-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as he spoke to our fathers,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001055_07-1" class="indent line"&gt;to Abraham and to his offspring forever.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="end-line-group"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" id="p42001056_01-1" class="same-paragraph"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v42001056-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And Mary remained with her about three months and returned to her home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A humble prayer that spoke to my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1690111171338219850?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1690111171338219850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1690111171338219850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1690111171338219850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1690111171338219850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/12/mary-did-you-know.html' title='&quot;Mary Did You Know?&quot;'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/86dagxYWKmY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8852949234015856154</id><published>2011-09-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T07:53:38.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>Dear Fall,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbdsKAnQm0E/ToHeHH6oCWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/AwBlDCafuqQ/s1600/fallTree.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/-GbdsKAnQm0E/ToHeHH6oCWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/AwBlDCafuqQ/s320/fallTree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657046820919445858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are BY FAR one of my most FAVE seasons! I love everything you come with: cooler weather, crunchy colour changing leaves, boots crunching on said leaves, amazing Starbucks drinks, beautiful sweaters, a time of change and usually routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am slowwwwly adjusting to life back in Belleville.  I L.O.V.E my job! Something about helping a woman look great for her husband because he's been in Afghanistan for 2yrs, excites me, and makes me realize that I'm not JUST working a retail job, but I have an AMAZING opportunity to help impact people's lives, help them feel a renewed confidence if you will? Maybe that's why Stacy and Clinton enjoy their job SO much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzWAxie7I5Y/ToHgDSv05uI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rfoe8XQtcbg/s1600/stacyclinton"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzWAxie7I5Y/ToHgDSv05uI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rfoe8XQtcbg/s320/stacyclinton" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657048954130720482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, finding Christians my age and ones that I can relate to=HARD.  Many of the one's I have met are quite younger than me {not that that's a bad thing}, thus are at a different life stage.  Making it challenging to relate to where they are at.  Still praying and seeking every opportunity I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have however signed up to do a Beth Moore study with some of the women from my church.  Hoping many sign up as that will be the indicator as to whether or not they start up that study *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my life currently.  The lack of community definitely proves as the most challenging part of this season.  However, in this I pray I be reminded that God is good, loves me and will provide for me in some form or another as I do my part in seeking this.  He's done it before, it's that reminding my unfaithful heart that He can do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8852949234015856154?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8852949234015856154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8852949234015856154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8852949234015856154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8852949234015856154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-fall.html' title='Dear Fall,'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbdsKAnQm0E/ToHeHH6oCWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/AwBlDCafuqQ/s72-c/fallTree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-9110275499255452494</id><published>2011-09-23T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T21:07:27.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>To His Faithful Servants</title><content type='html'>There are days when dealing with people can be anything but joyful.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when your covered in food, emotionally or mentally exhausted to the max and no one seems to care.&lt;br /&gt;For those days, remember these beautiful words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2v-Fkj-2Pgs?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-9110275499255452494?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/9110275499255452494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=9110275499255452494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9110275499255452494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9110275499255452494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-his-faithful-servants.html' title='To His Faithful Servants'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2v-Fkj-2Pgs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3633079047964751584</id><published>2011-09-18T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T09:25:00.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Molten Chocolate Lava Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zq1NH1uI25A/TnYZxNL_WPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ZyyK9cD2I0w/s1600/molten%2Blava%2Bcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zq1NH1uI25A/TnYZxNL_WPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ZyyK9cD2I0w/s320/molten%2Blava%2Bcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653734715354470642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things I leave to the professionals, however chocolate molten lava cakes doesn't have to be one of them! All thanks to Martha Stewart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made these guys multiple times! First time to celebrate baby Olivia, second time when some friends from Chicago were visiting and last time around...just because! Hope you enjoy them as much as we did :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h2&gt;              &lt;div class="item-list"&gt;&lt;ul class="content-multigroup-group-ingredient"&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient first"&gt;                                            4 tablespoons unsalted butter, room temperature, plus more for muffin tins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;                                            1/3 cup granulated sugar, plus more for muffin tins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;                                            3 large eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;                                            1/3 cup all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;                                            1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;                                            8 ounces bittersweet chocolate, melted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;                                            Confectioners' sugar, for dusting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;Whipped Cream or Vanilla Ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;Rasberries {to top the cakes}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                        &lt;div class="recipe-section instructions"&gt;         &lt;h2&gt;Directions&lt;/h2&gt;            &lt;div class="item-list"&gt;&lt;ol class="content-multigroup-group-steps"&gt;&lt;li class="step first"&gt;                                            &lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Generously butter 6 cups of a  standard muffin tin. Dust with granulated sugar, and tap out excess. Set  aside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="step"&gt;                                            &lt;p&gt;In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle  attachment, cream the butter and granulated sugar until fluffy. Add eggs  one at a time, beating well after each addition. With the mixer on low  speed, beat in flour and salt until just combined. Beat in chocolate  until just combined. Divide batter evenly among prepared muffin cups.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="step"&gt;                                            &lt;p&gt;Place muffin tin on a baking sheet; bake just until tops of  the cakes no longer jiggle when the pan is lightly shaken, 8 to 10  minutes. Remove from oven; let stand 10 minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="step last"&gt;                                            &lt;p&gt;To serve, turn out cakes, and place on serving plates, bottom  sides up. Dust with confectioners' sugar, and serve with whipped cream,  if desired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Now grab your fork and get ready for some warm chocolately goodness to ooze out of your cake :D&lt;br /&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/2089587553108348705-3633079047964751584?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3633079047964751584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3633079047964751584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3633079047964751584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3633079047964751584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/09/molten-chocolate-lava-cakes.html' title='Molten Chocolate Lava Cakes'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zq1NH1uI25A/TnYZxNL_WPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ZyyK9cD2I0w/s72-c/molten%2Blava%2Bcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8876648661024964766</id><published>2011-09-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:26:24.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>No explanation necessary:</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;."  Isaiah 55:8-9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8876648661024964766?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8876648661024964766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8876648661024964766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8876648661024964766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8876648661024964766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-explanation-necessary.html' title='No explanation necessary:'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-9181599889493058605</id><published>2011-09-07T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:18:53.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>You come bringing lots of change {along with LOVELY weather and Pumpkin Spice lattes...YUM!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change in address&lt;br /&gt;Change in work&lt;br /&gt;Change in work clothes {YESSSSSSSS!}&lt;br /&gt;Change in community&lt;br /&gt;Change in home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you get the idea, CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ask how I'm adjusting and if I miss Montreal and to be honest I haven't really had time to think about the change, maybe its for the best so I don't get all nostalgic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For right now, I can say, I am LOVING my job, enjoying spending time with my family and thrilled about my bedroom set-up {SO crucial to have a place you can call your own even in the rents place}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm finding hard is the lack thereof solid Christians in the Belleville area.  Many of the people attending my church are in a different life stage and though I appreciate having friends from all walks of life, community my age and in my similar position is REALLY crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying this is something God provides.  It may mean Church shopping which I'm not really looking forward too...however, that's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-9181599889493058605?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/9181599889493058605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=9181599889493058605' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9181599889493058605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9181599889493058605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7090059500946444959</id><published>2011-08-10T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:48:44.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><title type='text'>Committing to love</title><content type='html'>Sometimes love just comes naturally, but alot of times it takes work.  This is one I KNOW that without a doubt, I will have to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committing to love Belleville. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read over and studied Jonah 4 tonight, it dawned on me.  I could either:&lt;br /&gt;a) Be just like Jonah, sitting under that tree {or fleeing to Tarshish}, whining about he'd rather be dead than alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) I could give thanks for the opportunity to serve God in Belleville and realize that this city is also in desperate need of Him {just like the Ninevites}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ultimately my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do pray that God provides me with solid Christian community here in Belleville, a great job and exciting opportunities to serve Him in and out of the Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God, prepare my heart for this city.  As I seek your face, may my heart break for this city and compel me to share your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7090059500946444959?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7090059500946444959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7090059500946444959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7090059500946444959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7090059500946444959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/08/committing-to-love.html' title='Committing to love'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3049251177550461484</id><published>2011-08-02T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T06:42:15.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='part of the process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>A time to mourn, a time to dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ksYx1waNrI/Tjf7IbiCYbI/AAAAAAAAAis/zxEEogkLKqA/s1600/SDC10584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ksYx1waNrI/Tjf7IbiCYbI/AAAAAAAAAis/zxEEogkLKqA/s320/SDC10584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636249580925510066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear friend Jess who just became a Versteeg this past Saturday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ErwPqTyjFQ/Tjf6ypGHPyI/AAAAAAAAAik/PZM0lYToHwY/s1600/SDC11270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ErwPqTyjFQ/Tjf6ypGHPyI/AAAAAAAAAik/PZM0lYToHwY/s320/SDC11270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636249206609362722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin Nathan with his beautiful wife Colleen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I attended 3 weddings, one of which I was in.  I don't think I have ever been so emotional in one weekend.  Shaking and crying as I watched my beautiful friend Jess walk down the aisle and marry her Wesley and tearing up as I saw my other friends walk down the aisle to marry the loves of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weekend filled with such beauty and knowing that this weekend was just a glimpse of what is to come when Christ comes for His bride.  This really stood out to me at my lovely friend Gloria's wedding when some worshiped in English and others in Cantonese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between weddings and packing my life into boxes I came across this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v21003004-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passage is so true of my life as I laugh, dance and celebrate with my friends.  But as I pack up to return home there is a sense of mourning that I'm experiencing as I say goodbye to those that are so near and dear to my heart here in Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going and trusting that God has prepared a way for me.  Knowing that He WILL provide for all my needs {financial, spiritual, community...etc}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned the other day to a friend who has become like another mom to me that sometimes I almost wish my heart was hard as the pain of leaving is very real and was so thankful for her encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ask of you dear friends to join me in prayer as I make this transition.  It's not a bad change, just a hard one.&lt;br /&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/2089587553108348705-3049251177550461484?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3049251177550461484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3049251177550461484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3049251177550461484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3049251177550461484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-to-mourn-time-to-dance.html' title='A time to mourn, a time to dance'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ksYx1waNrI/Tjf7IbiCYbI/AAAAAAAAAis/zxEEogkLKqA/s72-c/SDC10584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2433522397801438034</id><published>2011-07-14T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:31:45.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>Giving thanks in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mkDnJcIxKY/Th8iDMDOxtI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HmUAVscCL9s/s1600/SDC11149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mkDnJcIxKY/Th8iDMDOxtI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HmUAVscCL9s/s320/SDC11149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629255497406138066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First I apologize for the poor quality pic {that's what you get with a point and shoot}.  But the fireworks in Old Montreal were truly beautiful and 30 mins LONG {I know say, WHA?}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things I have been thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Beautiful weather-Picnic's, walks, ice-cream, basking in the sun while reading a book {or napping for that matter on a good friend's deck}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Jazz Fest-Goes hand in hand with good weather :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Weddings GALORE! I'm talking SIX within a 3 week period {3 in one weekend alone!}.  So excited to see so many dear friends start this journey and praying that it emulates Christ's return for His bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  VACATION :D {2nd week of August}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Country Music-You can take the girl out of the Country but you can't take the Country out of the girl {just downloaded some Rascal Flatts and Carrie Underwood}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Good food-Again with the weather everything is SUPER fresh and in season :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Afternoon naps {which I am about to embark on}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for in the month of July?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2433522397801438034?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2433522397801438034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2433522397801438034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2433522397801438034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2433522397801438034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/07/giving-thanks-in-july.html' title='Giving thanks in July'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mkDnJcIxKY/Th8iDMDOxtI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HmUAVscCL9s/s72-c/SDC11149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3427305539135879353</id><published>2011-06-12T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T14:17:50.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>Do you ever?</title><content type='html'>I can't help but wonder sometimes if I'm actually growing in my walk with the Lord.  I see things like my impatience, pride and just all together sinful nature come back to haunt me daily.  Moment by moment sometimes.  It's highly discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will I ever get it?"&lt;br /&gt;I hear myself saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When oh when will I stop loosing my patience or being such a jerk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shortcomings are SO EVIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;Yet He loves me all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Discouraged and wondering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3427305539135879353?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3427305539135879353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3427305539135879353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3427305539135879353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3427305539135879353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-you-ever.html' title='Do you ever?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6382100270228864120</id><published>2011-05-14T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T08:39:41.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='part of the process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>Bienvenue dans ma vie {lately}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7c5IHLNcGqw/Tc6ccYTZKfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HNFqot0A7YQ/s1600/Photo%2B503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7c5IHLNcGqw/Tc6ccYTZKfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HNFqot0A7YQ/s320/Photo%2B503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606590597496908274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days in Montreal have been GLORIOUS weather wise! I am crazy excited for&lt;br /&gt;straw hats {as you can see to the right}, picnics with fresh food from the market or from here: {http://bit.ly/mb1nDP}, jazz fest and the wedding celebrations of some of my lovely friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what's ahead, as for now life has been pretty sweet.  Having had a seizure Easter weekend forced me to slow down again/re-evaluate all I am doing and to be mindful of my body's capacity and warning signals.  It's really hard when you are the type of person who likes to try and get LOADS done in one day, but realizing it may be impossible for your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of that, here's whats on my mind/what I've been learning lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't actually multitask, I just have a bunch of windows open on my computer and jump from one article to the next, which achieves what now? SO, I've been forcing myself to focus on ONE task at a time and it's AMAZING what you can get done!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm learning ALOT about how deeply God loves me {insert Psalm 139 here and the hymn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How deep the Father's love for us&lt;/span&gt;}.  There would be countless days this week where part of that hymn would come to mind, like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His dying breath has brought me life&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That He should give His only Son, to make a wretch His treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinking alot about how I can use my education, experience and resources to further His Kingdom as I re-read John Piper's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Waste Your Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being an adult is HARD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going home for the weekend was nice, but I realized how much I LOVE Montreal and how this is now home :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm super STOKED to learn French&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and that with each passing day, I'm understanding it more :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Gospel, TRULY brings me joy.  Can I PLEASE remember that when I try and fill that void with something else for the 15,069th time?!?!? PLEASE!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;That's a glimpse of what's going on, oh yes and its that lovely time of roomate/apartment hunting...pray is much appreciated ;)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2089587553108348705-6382100270228864120?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6382100270228864120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6382100270228864120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6382100270228864120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6382100270228864120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/05/bienvenue-dans-ma-vie-lately.html' title='Bienvenue dans ma vie {lately}'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7c5IHLNcGqw/Tc6ccYTZKfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HNFqot0A7YQ/s72-c/Photo%2B503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8064690201447098861</id><published>2011-05-08T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T18:42:44.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>May, May, Glorious May</title><content type='html'>Everything is coming into bloom and it's so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Glad I had the weekend to sit back and appreciate it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is SO crazy! I have a couple of weeks to basically figure out if I want to continue living in this apt next yr, find a roomate for next yr and find a place for next yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, as I sang at church today "With you, all things are possible".  I sang it believing SO STRONGLY that you will take care of me, may I continue to believe that as I do my part in house/roomate hunting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May I also not let Satan use this as a way to rob me of my joy.  Let me see this as another opportunity to know you better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your Powerful Name,&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8064690201447098861?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8064690201447098861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8064690201447098861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8064690201447098861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8064690201447098861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-may-glorious-may.html' title='May, May, Glorious May'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2949154817265797375</id><published>2011-05-02T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:31:00.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Vanilla, Vinegar and Veggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQq5mronFHY/Tb8uLkHK-VI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RAw9BDGPtUY/s1600/SDC11133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQq5mronFHY/Tb8uLkHK-VI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RAw9BDGPtUY/s320/SDC11133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602247237679380818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a salad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nbd {no. big. deal.} some of those leafy greens, a few of those red things and badda bing badda boom, you've got yourself a salad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a bit of a disliking salad phase.  Why is that you ask? Have you ever been to a resto, ordered a salad and can't find the greens because they are swimming in dressing? Or the dressing they give you is just the basic balsamic vin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my problem, and so I decided to make my own.  Well I've tried out one and LOVE it! Not a single leafy green shall be left in this bowl {aren't ya proud of me ma?!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cupful of extra virgin olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Half a cup of white wine vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 spoonfuls of honey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A spoonful of pure vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A spoonful of Dijon mustard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sprinkle or two of salt and pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Mix it up and store in the fridge in a good ol mason jar ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2949154817265797375?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2949154817265797375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2949154817265797375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2949154817265797375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2949154817265797375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/05/vanilla-vinegar-and-veggies.html' title='Vanilla, Vinegar and Veggies'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQq5mronFHY/Tb8uLkHK-VI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RAw9BDGPtUY/s72-c/SDC11133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-351565166945052602</id><published>2011-04-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:59:30.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>an unwanted friend?</title><content type='html'>So really early Sunday morning {I'm talkin 3am} I wake up feeling a little sick to my tummy.  So I figure I'll take some drugs and crawl back into bed.  However, my body had a different idea.  The next thing I know I wake up in my bed with a couple of paramedics surrounding me, yes friends I had a seizure Easter morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got taken to the hospital and had some bloodwork run to find that my med levels were low {so up they went}.  After that, they said they would call me this week with an appt to see a neurologist, but in the meanwhile I could leave.  All I could think about was how much I wanted to get to church {it was EASTER SUNDAY and I DIDN'T want to miss that message!}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got home around 8am and tried napping {but failed}, so I opted to eat something and head to church.  Now even though I was somewhat nodding off, I really enjoyed the sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well, one of the families from the church invited me out for Easter dinner and though I was exhausted, I wasn't going to turn down the offer {besides it wasn't wise for me to be home alone and I got to take a little nap while out there}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, as much as I missed my home and really wanted my mom to take care of me, I felt so blessed by this wonderful church fam {esp the mom}.  She made sure I took a nap, told me to take another if need be and just extended her motherly instincts towards me in knowing I wasn't feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to thank this family enough.  God bless you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-351565166945052602?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/351565166945052602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=351565166945052602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/351565166945052602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/351565166945052602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/04/unwanted-friend.html' title='an unwanted friend?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4682078269518004385</id><published>2011-04-10T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:19:26.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>To His Glory...</title><content type='html'>that has been on my mind quite a bit lately {especially today}.  I started thinking about what God has blessed me with and entrusted to my care.  Am I using these things to His Glory? Am I holding them before Him with an open hand? Or do I prefer to just do my own thing and use my time, talents and resources as I please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I think too often it's the latter.  I think way to much about what "I" can get out of this or how will this benefit me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to sit down and consider what the Lord has given me and how I could use it for Him, I'm sure He'd blow my socks off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take time to consider how I can use my University degree, my gifts, resources, experience and blessings {which they really all are} unto His Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord thank you for bringing this to the forefront of my mind and heart, I ask that you would forgive me as I've used your blessings for my own selfish gain.  Show me how you want to use these things as I continue to work and serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-4682078269518004385?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4682078269518004385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4682078269518004385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4682078269518004385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4682078269518004385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-his-glory.html' title='To His Glory...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4908447362770049855</id><published>2011-03-26T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T07:00:14.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>What's Encouraging</title><content type='html'>For those days when your soul needs to "leap" a little.  Here are some things God has done to bring me some encouragement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing the Youth Group I work with come together and think of ways they can help Democratic Republic of Congo {ie. using their gifts and talents to raise money to build wells and buy materials for Pastors in training}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing from my roomate that 20 ppl put their trust in the Lord at Concordia University this year! {Praise God!}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On note two, have a wonderful wonderful roomie who makes me fall over in belly laughter {and makes AMAZING bibimbap ;D}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking some great girlfriends to join me in prayer over my workplace as it continues to stress me out and see God give me CRAZY peace that surpasses ALL understanding as I lay my anxieties at His feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After really wanting to be "discipled" and "mentored" by someone.  I saw God provide that need for me and have been SO RICHLY BLESSED by dear dear Mrs. M ;D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a personal relationship with the Maker of this world and how BLESSED I am to know Him and to know that He will never, no never leave or forsake me :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the pain, injustice, tears, mourning, sickness, death will come to an end.  He makes all things new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-4908447362770049855?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4908447362770049855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4908447362770049855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4908447362770049855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4908447362770049855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-encouraging.html' title='What&apos;s Encouraging'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-144883191859841201</id><published>2011-03-24T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T05:38:19.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khBkPcDZuS0/TYs1NJ9mJkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EfCfCFDXmas/s1600/mini%2Beggs"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khBkPcDZuS0/TYs1NJ9mJkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EfCfCFDXmas/s320/mini%2Beggs" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587618262812075586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm Mini Eggs.  I have a jar of them sitting in my living room and if it wasn't 8am I may consider running and grabbing a handful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the reason for this post.  EASTER.  Last weekend I walked into Walmart only to find myself walking in a sea of pastels and chocolate.  What you see above my friends is what media portrays as "Easter".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what Media portrays as Easter we do a facebook "like".  We like things that don't rub us the wrong way.  We like what serves us now and makes us comfortable now.  We like hearing we can have our best life now or that we deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we hear anything different than that, we brush it off as "relative truth".  We say "oh that's great for you, but not for me". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want a life that's based around "me" and "my" wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I wonder what it would be like if we listened to things that are unsettling and rub us the wrong way from time to time.  What's the fear? Are we scared of giving up our comfortable lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say for me, that is a definite resounding "yes". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got it made here in Montreal.  Great friends, Great church, a beautiful semi-victorian style apartment and pretty much anything I could ever want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to daily ask myself, am I willing to give those things up for something so much better? Do I know that if I have NONE of those things, I will be OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know the answer to that one and it's not the one I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my sin to be more unsettling than the thought of losing it all {woah scary prayer}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps. semi side note: Currently reading Augustine Confessions and he had it SO right in describing our sin.  Check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-144883191859841201?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/144883191859841201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=144883191859841201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/144883191859841201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/144883191859841201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khBkPcDZuS0/TYs1NJ9mJkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EfCfCFDXmas/s72-c/mini%2Beggs' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7877197708028292793</id><published>2011-03-20T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:46:05.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Grace is for everyone</title><content type='html'>Today kinda got me thinking about all the "thankless jobs" out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would we be without the service industry?&lt;br /&gt;Where would we be with mom's or dad's?&lt;br /&gt;Where would we be without the garbage man {or woman}?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the service industry, you can't help but think about these things.  There are days I come home feeling so used {anyone else with me on this one?}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we start valuing people for people and not just looking at them and sneering at the job they do or don't do for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person has a soul, feelings, life, struggles...Only God knows what.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks be to God that I am not just a girl working in customer service.  I am a daughter of the King, deeply loved by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this goes deeper then me being loved.  It just goes to show how much God loves everyone despite their social status or anything they've ever done.  God is waiting for us to come to Him just as we are.  His grace is for everyone and its RIDIC good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7877197708028292793?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7877197708028292793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7877197708028292793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7877197708028292793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7877197708028292793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/03/grace-is-for-everyone.html' title='Grace is for everyone'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2273307899332359082</id><published>2011-03-17T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:22:15.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><title type='text'>Blog Lovage</title><content type='html'>Came across this blog today and LURVE it! Check it:&lt;br /&gt;http://kelindakelinda.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This inspires me to take pics of my outfits when I actually dress nice {ie. I haven't just rolled out of bed for my 6am shift}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2273307899332359082?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2273307899332359082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2273307899332359082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2273307899332359082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2273307899332359082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-lovage.html' title='Blog Lovage'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2949324793542560247</id><published>2011-03-16T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:37:42.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>fleshin it out</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been posting regularly.  Life has been BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only has it been busy, it's been challenging. &lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel a little bit jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm short tempered, impatient...the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not cool with this.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not saying that I want to be happy always {as those fake happy ppl make me...well you know the rest}, b/c I believe there is a time and season for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't help but wonder if I'm being too hard on myself or if I have an issue that I need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Lord, as David said "search me and know me, test my anxious thoughts"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2949324793542560247?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2949324793542560247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2949324793542560247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2949324793542560247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2949324793542560247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/03/fleshin-it-out.html' title='fleshin it out'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7571741091491829915</id><published>2011-03-07T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:28:00.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Confessions</title><content type='html'>So I decided to pick up Augustine's Confessions the other day and continue where I left off {chapter 2}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say, this book has probably been one of my most challenging reads {even having done University}.  Though, I am quite enjoying the challenge.  It makes me stop and think about what I'm reading and examine my heart.  It shows me yet again the sinner I am and how much I need God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now, my fave chapter has been chapter four {http://bit.ly/fzSFNn}.  I think I read it about 5 times yesterday.  Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7571741091491829915?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7571741091491829915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7571741091491829915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7571741091491829915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7571741091491829915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/03/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1605904871784065346</id><published>2011-02-17T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:22:17.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Creamy Celery and Fennel Soup</title><content type='html'>I made this for dins tonight and licked my bowl clean...with a baguette that is ;D&lt;br /&gt;So here is the bowl lickin recipe {adapted from Chateline}:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups sliced celery, about 4 stalks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups sliced fennel, about half a bulb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups chicken broth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup barley {original recipe calls for 1/3 cup long-grain rice, but I was riced out}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 tsp dried tarragon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp lemon juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine celery, fennel, 2 cups broth, 2 cups water, rice, tarragon ans salt in a large saucepan.  Set over med-high heat and bring to a boil.  Reduce heat to med-low and simmer, covered, stirring occassionally, until celery is tender, about 25 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladle soup into a food processor {I used my blender as I don't have a food processor...yet}.  Whirl until smooth.  Return soup to saucepan and set over med heat.  Stir in milk and lemon juice and continue cooking til heated through {about 3mins}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It recommends you serve w a dollop of sour cream and fresh dill, but I didn't have any of those things...so I just toasted some baguette and ate it with that instead ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy! i know i sure did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1605904871784065346?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1605904871784065346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1605904871784065346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1605904871784065346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1605904871784065346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/02/creamy-celery-and-fennel-soup.html' title='Creamy Celery and Fennel Soup'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5034925991087470783</id><published>2011-02-14T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:23:57.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>On God's goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugpgbC4wsxM/TVngWz_ubEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EVW6eNHstfM/s1600/SDC11004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugpgbC4wsxM/TVngWz_ubEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EVW6eNHstfM/s320/SDC11004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573732696366935106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"God is good to both YOU and ME"&lt;br /&gt;This was the sweet truth my friend Mandy shared with me on this Feb 14th day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had come to realize that I believed God was good to others, BUT not me.  I seemed to feel that everyone else was experience His blessings but me {which is TOTALLY MESSED THEOLOGY, JE SAIS, JE SAIS!}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, its what I believed in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I then asked if I needed to repent of this.&lt;br /&gt;God began to make it clear that me not believing He is good to me affects my relationship with Him in several ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I start relying on my own strength and not His b/c I don't think He has this one under control&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its incorrect theology as stated above, thus not worshiping Him in truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I become a very bitter and cynical person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If I take His promises and believe Him to be good, this is what happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do my part in working hard and TRUST God with the results&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even when I don't see what I may think is His goodness, I take Him at His word and TRUST that the season is GOOD for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I become thankful and grateful to experience His goodness {as I am undeserving of it, but that doesn't mean, I don't have it ;D}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, heart of mine, take root in this good truth.  He is good and may you be reminded of it...DAILY ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5034925991087470783?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5034925991087470783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5034925991087470783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5034925991087470783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5034925991087470783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-gods-goodness.html' title='On God&apos;s goodness'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugpgbC4wsxM/TVngWz_ubEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EVW6eNHstfM/s72-c/SDC11004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-287892287259627338</id><published>2011-02-08T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T18:30:57.566-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lukewarm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>The plank in my eye</title><content type='html'>Its&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; RIDIC&lt;/span&gt; to think that I could love by faith, forgive my debtors, love God, not criticize...etc by sheer willpower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I SO quick to criticize others who don't do these things either?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-287892287259627338?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/287892287259627338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=287892287259627338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/287892287259627338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/287892287259627338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/02/plank-in-my-eye.html' title='The plank in my eye'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5729227115130876834</id><published>2011-02-02T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:00:03.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>God of this City - Chris Tomlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d61LamkXfwk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's been a rough day in the city, I am glad I have this song on my ipod.  Such a great reminder of our Sovereign God :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5729227115130876834?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5729227115130876834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5729227115130876834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5729227115130876834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5729227115130876834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/02/god-of-this-city-chris-tomlin.html' title='God of this City - Chris Tomlin'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d61LamkXfwk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4884430615600161162</id><published>2011-02-01T14:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:17:30.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding bells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><title type='text'>Words can't even describe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TUiO2YllsAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/sReoNideO14/s1600/SDC10584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TUiO2YllsAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/sReoNideO14/s320/SDC10584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568858004207808514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How dear this girl is to me and how happy I am for her.  Why is that you ask?&lt;br /&gt;She's been there for me in SO MANY WAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;I met her in my first year philosophy class and she noticed that I got a realllly bad mark on my paper {or test} and befriended me right away.&lt;br /&gt;That same day I went out to a Bible Study she was in with Campus for Christ and FNOTR {weekly mtg for C4C}&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too long after that we started hanging out more often.  Whether it was taking CRAZY pics on her webcam in the wee hrs of the morning or me calling her multiple times a day to ask for advice on certain things, {only to have her remind me to pray first ;D} she's been a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our University years carried on we spent many Summits pushing our beds together to keep warm, eating crazy chocolate cake at Cogro, late night study sessions at stauffs and hp or random trips to DQ for a pepsi on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bonding didn't stop there! In Summer 2008 Jess joined staff with Campus for Christ and was placed in Montreal, QC.  Her dream come true.  It was also that summer that God placed a burden on my heart for the French speaking world {through her support presentation}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later I found myself heading for Montreal, QC and Jess arrived shortly after {literally a day after}.  It's now 2011, and though we don't see each other as much as we used to {and yes, we live in the same city}.  She will always be a dear friend of mine.  We are complete opposites in SO many ways, but there are SO many other things that seal our friendship {the 3 p's for example=pepsi, poutine and prayer}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear Jess, I wish you nothing but the best as you start your journey with this great guy! He is SO LUCKY to have you in his life and I know he feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je t'aime mon amie &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TUiO2jWanvI/AAAAAAAAAfk/MXkLvQ2gMcA/s1600/jess%2Band%2Bwilly"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 420px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TUiO2jWanvI/AAAAAAAAAfk/MXkLvQ2gMcA/s320/jess%2Band%2Bwilly" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568858007096958706" 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/2089587553108348705-4884430615600161162?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4884430615600161162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4884430615600161162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4884430615600161162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4884430615600161162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/02/words-cant-even-describe.html' title='Words can&apos;t even describe...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TUiO2YllsAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/sReoNideO14/s72-c/SDC10584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7850805769769285760</id><published>2011-01-26T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:02:55.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>On Self Image</title><content type='html'>So last night while trying to fall asleep, Satan was up to his usual business of being a jerk.  As I tried to drift off into sleep I heard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Amanda your so ugly, you'll never amount to anything, no one will ever want you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not normally one to be self-conscious of my image {Not to say I think I am the best looking thing to walk the planet, but it's not something I generally struggle with by the grace of God}.  But last night, his lies started to sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my head and heart in a bit if a war last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{heart says:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are so right! No one ever would want to be with me, there are so many more beautiful people in this world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{head says}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You know this isn't true! You know God created you and you know that verse that you are fearfully and wonderfully made...it's true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning comes and I somewhat recall the night's events of the war that seemed to be going on. So I continue to ask God for His truth to penetrate my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break time comes along and one of my dear Christian colleagues graces me with her presence and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She begins:&lt;br /&gt;"You know what's so funny? This morning I was just staring at you and thought wow Amanda is so beautiful and then God started telling me to tell you this!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;"Usually I would say smile and say thanks akwardly {not to think much of it}, but today I really needed to hear that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to her how I was so insecure last night with my image and asked God to speak truth to my heart, and He did, through her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She continued to heap loads of truth and wisdom onto me, telling me how much God adores me and how GOOD His plans are for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thankful for this.  God REALLY does provide for our EVERY need.  Even if we think its a small need, God doesn't, He is our Father and LOVES LOVES LOVES speaking encouragement and truth to His children.  That's just one of the reasons I am crazy in love with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is there an area in your life where you could use encouragement? Ask God and watch Him provide :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7850805769769285760?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7850805769769285760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7850805769769285760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7850805769769285760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7850805769769285760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-self-image.html' title='On Self Image'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2280512865872071948</id><published>2011-01-24T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:37:30.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>Monday's News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding a new template is ridiculously HARD!&lt;br /&gt;I def wasted a good couple hrs on it&lt;br /&gt;and alas, I'm still not 100% satisfied&lt;br /&gt;If only HTML didn't take so long to learn :(&lt;br /&gt;So, you may see several changes in the next few days as I try and find a template that suits moi, stay tunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Weather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit a low of -27 or something of that sort? Too cold for me :O {and I don't complain about the cold too much usually}. But today I was a wuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my FIRST EVER French Service Yesterday {WOOOT, BIG FAITH BARRIER pour moi!} and I understood {the worship that is ;D}.  The sermon not so much {I understood all of God and Lazarus}.  It will take time, but atleast the initial barrier is broken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah good ol work! Lots of adventures here friends.  Let's just say:" what doesn't kill me, makes me stronger?" {Jesus do your thing}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a wee bit excited last night about a possible missions opportunity that describes EXACTLY what I want to do, for life {possibly!}.  Buuut we aren't going to blog about that one just yet ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2280512865872071948?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2280512865872071948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2280512865872071948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2280512865872071948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2280512865872071948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/01/monday.html' title='Monday&apos;s News'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8660336757000841462</id><published>2011-01-19T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:03:53.138-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='useful knowledge'/><title type='text'>On Power Naps</title><content type='html'>I laughed while reading the details of power naps, check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How long is a good nap?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NANO-NAP: 10 to 20 seconds.&lt;/strong&gt; Sleep studies haven’t yet concluded whether there are benefits to these brief intervals, like when you nod off on someone’s shoulder on the train.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MICRO-NAP: two to five minutes.&lt;/strong&gt; Shown to be surprisingly effective at shedding sleepiness.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MINI-NAP: five to 20 minutes.&lt;/strong&gt; Increases alertness, stamina, motor learning, and motor performance.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ORIGINAL POWER NAP: 20 minutes.&lt;/strong&gt; Includes the benefits of the micro and the mini, but additionally improves muscle memory and clears the brain of useless built-up information, which helps with long-term memory (remembering facts, events, and names).&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LAZY MAN’S NAP: 50 to 90 minutes.&lt;/strong&gt; Includes slow-wave plus REM sleep; good for improving perceptual processing; also when the system is flooded with human growth hormone, great for repairing bones and muscles.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;!--adsense#button--&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contrary to popular opinion, napping isn’t for the lazy or depressed. Famous nappers have included Bill Clinton, Lance Armstrong, Leonardo da Vinci and Thomas Edison. The moral of the story: to be ultra-productive, just rest your head. You snooze, you gain. Give it a try for yourself and see if you aren’t amazed at the results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Info gathered from: Ririan Project "10 Benefits of Power Napping"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8660336757000841462?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8660336757000841462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8660336757000841462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8660336757000841462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8660336757000841462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-power-naps.html' title='On Power Naps'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4593376470963852657</id><published>2011-01-17T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:28:13.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTTA7QYxH-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/eVXuYNUK5ag/s1600/hope"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTTA7QYxH-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/eVXuYNUK5ag/s320/hope" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283563953070050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lit a candle this afternoon with a heavy heart.  This candle is symbolic of hope to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not usually one to write two posts in one day.  But today, I had to.&lt;br /&gt;I am mourning the loss of a sweet boy I used to work with that had cerebral palsy. Confined to a wheelchair for his life and unable to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is aching. Such a wonderful little guy with a beautiful spirit. And though my heart is aching, its also assured that my sweet little friend is in a much better place fully restored dancing and singing with His Maker. As Jeremy Camp says in the video, "there will be a day". For now your day has come! No more pain dear Anthony, no more tears, dance, run, sing and talk forevermore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's not to forget my merciful God in all this. Without Him, we have no hope.  To Him be the honor and glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k8gkDiTvloc?fs=1" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-4593376470963852657?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4593376470963852657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4593376470963852657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4593376470963852657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4593376470963852657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-will-be-day-jeremy-camp.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTTA7QYxH-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/eVXuYNUK5ag/s72-c/hope' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3679401286714869573</id><published>2011-01-17T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:30:44.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>This is how we do...</title><content type='html'>-22 In Montreal, Quebec:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSkmNlhwbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/j4VbR58IPyY/s1600/leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 483px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSkmNlhwbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/j4VbR58IPyY/s320/leg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563252416098451890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We wear leg warmers&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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSlACiIlXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0cMG_81u-lU/s1600/parka"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSlACiIlXI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0cMG_81u-lU/s320/parka" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563252859808028018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We "ROCK" either the a) Canada Goose Jacket, b) TNA Jacket or c) the Old Navy Parka {as seen above}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSlOIuJykI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CqdzvmjsZo4/s1600/SDC11109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSlOIuJykI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CqdzvmjsZo4/s320/SDC11109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563253101987220034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last {But definitely NOT least!} we drink Myriade Coffee with the Gift Certificates we won ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay warm friends ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3679401286714869573?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3679401286714869573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3679401286714869573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3679401286714869573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3679401286714869573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-how-we-do.html' title='This is how we do...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TTSkmNlhwbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/j4VbR58IPyY/s72-c/leg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-121398187605910102</id><published>2011-01-04T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T18:17:10.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>Antique Store Finds</title><content type='html'>This is just one of the many reasons I LOVE antique stores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding beauties like these moss green scalloped bowls {regularly 7bux a piece, on sale for 4.50}&lt;br /&gt;And the cute vintage cheescake sign for 5 bux {not sure of the regular price}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TSPTwpj5rhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gIsgkXPCUxU/s1600/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TSPTwpj5rhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gIsgkXPCUxU/s320/green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558519197848940050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found all of these at a cute Antique store in Stirling, Ontario {which I cannot remember the name of :(}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-121398187605910102?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/121398187605910102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=121398187605910102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/121398187605910102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/121398187605910102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2011/01/antique-store-finds.html' title='Antique Store Finds'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TSPTwpj5rhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gIsgkXPCUxU/s72-c/green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-960095028741624971</id><published>2010-12-30T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:48:48.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>2010 Reflections/2011 Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With 2011&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;right around the corner, I decided to reflect on some of the things God taught me/is still teaching me.  Here were some of the lessons of 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My relationship w the Lord is not dependent upon my works {ie. Just bc I pray and read my bible doesn’t mean that God is obligated to answer, BUT it also doesn’t mean He is not there}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ultimately decide what I will spend my time meditating on {ie. will I choose to believe the lies the enemy whispers, or when he tempts me or will I choose to meditate on the truth of Christ}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being content has nothing to do with materialism.  If I try to fill my life with material possessions or things that will ultimately perish I will be unsatisfied.  It's only when I realize that I don't deserve the common or saving grace of God; then my heart will be overjoyed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christ's work on the Cross is ridiculously powerful/awesome.  When I read this: {http://bit.ly/gxw8q} slow and break it down, God reminds me of His Greatness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2010 has been a interesting year to say the least.  I put my life into boxes and moved from Ontario to Montreal, QC.  I spent many nights in tears wondering "what have I done, why am I here? I HATE IT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year, I also saw God do a number on my heart {we are talkin, complete 180 here peeps}.  I saw tears of pain, stubborness and confusion turn into a love for Quebec and the Quebecois.  A love so strong that even after a long day w annoying people, I could still go home or to Young Adults and feel God tugging at my heart saying "Vive le Quebec".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all these will be life long lessons, but I must say I am thankful for the work God has carried out this past year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for what I am looking forward to or New Years resolutions you could say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;More memorizing of Scripture.  Beth Moore mentioned in one of her blogposts that we WILL medidtate on something, so what's it going to be? I have decided to take part in her scipture memory exercise if you will for this 2011 yr.  Check out the instructions here: {http://bit.ly/gxzLZe} &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study God's word on the topic of resources {ie. financial, material possessions}.  I need to be a better steward of what God has entrusted me with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live more simply {only what I need and be more generous in my giving}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve my French on all levels {oral, written, reading}.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more intentional about sharing my faith &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So those are the goals that are currently on my head/heart for the 2011 year.  I'd LOVE to hear what God has taught you this past year and resolutions you have for the up and coming one! And in keeping with the French theme: &lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="fr"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;heureuse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;nouvelle année&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;! {Happy New Year ;D}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-960095028741624971?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/960095028741624971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=960095028741624971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/960095028741624971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/960095028741624971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-reflections2011-resolutions.html' title='2010 Reflections/2011 Resolutions'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3201448137260106994</id><published>2010-12-21T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:38:54.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Advent Conspiracy 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W3Wllpq0wBU?fs=1" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3201448137260106994?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3201448137260106994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3201448137260106994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3201448137260106994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3201448137260106994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/12/advent-conspiracy-2010.html' title='Advent Conspiracy 2010'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W3Wllpq0wBU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1470315858903922940</id><published>2010-12-15T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:02:26.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>When words won't do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TQmLFT5OiVI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WKXpj2Fw5VY/s1600/Reepicheep%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TQmLFT5OiVI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WKXpj2Fw5VY/s320/Reepicheep%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551120939066755410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;image: http://reepicheep-ajf.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have a sketch of a little mouse on my blogpost you ask?&lt;br /&gt;And NO I haven't been sketching the little mouse in my apt {if he still resides here}&lt;br /&gt;I have better things to do with my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point of this post, I went and saw the new Narnia movie last night: Voyage of the Dawn Treader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say AWESOME MOVIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really hit me the most was at the end {if you haven't seen this movie and plan to, stop reading NOW}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were sailing towards Aslan's home {my friend and I both let out a sigh at the beauty}&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving Reepicheep asked Aslan if he could enter his home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aslan responded with a yes and how noble Reepicheep was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part that got me.  I was clenching my coat fighting sobs and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reepicheep went on to say how it would be an HONOUR for him to enter Aslan's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the tears you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reepicheep's love for Aslan was so pure, so geninue, so real, He loved no one more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that, God showed me a glimpse of what it would be like to stand before Him on that day.  Though I have no idea how I will respond then {ie. silence, sobbing, dancing...etc}, last night He left my heart overflowing with joy and at an utter loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for using Reepicheep to reveal your amazingness to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1470315858903922940?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1470315858903922940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1470315858903922940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1470315858903922940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1470315858903922940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-words-wont-do.html' title='When words won&apos;t do'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TQmLFT5OiVI/AAAAAAAAAd0/WKXpj2Fw5VY/s72-c/Reepicheep%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2720151486841335065</id><published>2010-12-12T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T06:47:18.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><title type='text'>Things I'm working towards :)</title><content type='html'>Hearing prayers, worship and a devo in French last night touched my heart in a way its NEVER been touched before.  I absoloutely love this language and have never wanted to learn it more! I even understood quite a few words and phrases last night in French :D {before the translator translated them to English}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of all this, these are things I am working towards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Become fluent in French {as much as I possibly can: reading, written and oral}&lt;br /&gt;2.  Be able to carry out a Spiritual Conversation en francais&lt;br /&gt;3.  Go to Paris on a missions trip&lt;br /&gt;4.  Seriously consider some form of full time ministry in some part of the French speaking world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for birthing this desire Lord, but please help me keep my eyes set on you. You can easily change my ministry if you so choose and I don't want my ministry to be my idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2720151486841335065?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2720151486841335065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2720151486841335065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2720151486841335065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2720151486841335065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/12/things-im-working-towards.html' title='Things I&apos;m working towards :)'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4906076362709275174</id><published>2010-11-27T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:56:43.036-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Not just a barista</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be honest.  Most of the time I don't feel like an adult because I don't have a "real" job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame? Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite the logic, it's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat in my living room pondering and reflecting on the meaning of life (sounds so deep, but it wasn't, it happened in the middle of a fb convo), I thought about my vocation and what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to think about "where would I be happy" and "what would I like to do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few options crossed my mind, but they didn't really jump out at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in that moment that I realized my life was being built around figuring out the "perfect" job for me and how I wouldn't be satisfied until I found that job.  Whatever it maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I shared with some of the girls in the youth group that relationships are most important in life.  First our relationship with God, then our relationship with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop being a hypo and take some of my own advice.  I will NEVER be satisfied in a career or job.  Those are mere tools in which God has entrusted to me to build relationships and to be an ambassador for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:  Jesus doesn't care what your job is (of course provided your job isn't breaking his law), He just wants to make sure your identity is ultimately found in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-4906076362709275174?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4906076362709275174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4906076362709275174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4906076362709275174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4906076362709275174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/11/not-just-barista.html' title='Not just a barista'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8249009414103461139</id><published>2010-11-22T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:43:15.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>A fine balance</title><content type='html'>is my current life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balance is between living in the moment and planning for the future.  Both are biblical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm either all about "to-do lists"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever I have the energy for after a long day of work {which usually isn't much of anything, but an episode of the Office}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8249009414103461139?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8249009414103461139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8249009414103461139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8249009414103461139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8249009414103461139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/11/fine-balance.html' title='A fine balance'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1513328477752295173</id><published>2010-11-20T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:23:43.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>For that bare wall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TOhZxxabF8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/UGsfKP2R4X0/s1600/pics"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TOhZxxabF8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/UGsfKP2R4X0/s320/pics" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541778053092022210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo and art cred: Marissa's post on Little Green Notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as you walk into my apartment you will be greeted by a very bare wall.  It has some nails in it, but that's about it.  I have pondered for a while as to what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then struck me that since I LOVE taking pictures I should go around Montreal with my camera and take some shots of places or buildings I love.  Then I can create a similar look with some black and white shots and some dollar store painted frames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall purchase some frames tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1513328477752295173?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1513328477752295173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1513328477752295173' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1513328477752295173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1513328477752295173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-wall-is-naked-and-needs-help.html' title='For that bare wall...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TOhZxxabF8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/UGsfKP2R4X0/s72-c/pics' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6128945147494551498</id><published>2010-11-15T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:48:08.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/GwoS_wIWz18/hqdefault.jpg);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwoS_wIWz18?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwoS_wIWz18?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6128945147494551498?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6128945147494551498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6128945147494551498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6128945147494551498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6128945147494551498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/11/stuck-in-my-head.html' title='Stuck in my head'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-413806607229489440</id><published>2010-11-15T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:47:15.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lukewarm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes and Such'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><title type='text'>Quote Worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honor the image of God. Human beings are not accidents, but creations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Keller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-413806607229489440?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/413806607229489440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=413806607229489440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/413806607229489440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/413806607229489440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/11/quote-worthy.html' title='Quote Worthy'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5539645453616123392</id><published>2010-11-07T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:36:22.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>Vintage Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TNdvvdz0ITI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Kq23RE9UoRA/s1600/crates"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TNdvvdz0ITI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Kq23RE9UoRA/s320/crates" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537017128121803058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;They have already been sold on Etsy, but I don't think it would be too hard to find some crates at an Antique store and paint the names of the herbs on them :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5539645453616123392?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5539645453616123392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5539645453616123392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5539645453616123392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5539645453616123392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/11/vintage-inspiration.html' title='Vintage Inspiration'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TNdvvdz0ITI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Kq23RE9UoRA/s72-c/crates' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8832188204716406040</id><published>2010-10-31T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:58:57.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>A year later</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's cooled down quite a bit here in Montreal and we have seen a little bit of snow too.  But, all is well as I sit typing this cozily under a blanket, listening to some smooth jazz and enjoying my pumpkin candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, these past few weeks I have been doing quite a bit of reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;Today I was going through a couple of my blogposts and started reading one where I was a little over a year ago {http://bit.ly/ao68p3}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit, last year was one tough year.&lt;br /&gt;I felt really disconnected from Christian community and really discouraged at my workplace.  It wasn't a great place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would come home from work mentally exhausted trying to learn a new language and then force myself to go out to Bible Studies and Young Adults at my church when all I wanted to do was rest and stop initiating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I found a home to call my own.  I was just crashing with a friend for a bit in her living room, {which I am VERY thankful for} but there is nothing like having your own place to decorate and live in as you please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Life in Montreal got better {especially as the weather improved} I hung out with my co-workers and church friends more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I got out and explored the city and LOVED it {festivals and museums galore!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My french has improved.  I can understand for the most part if a customer has a question that I don't hear that often {am able to pull out some words} and respond with my very small vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am adjusting to life in Montreal.  I may not be up to speed {not to say that ppl in Montreal are always on the go} but especially after having my seziure, I have learned to value my pace of life and not let others {especially media} dominate or influence my pace or way of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas a challenging yr looking back and not to sure if I would want another one of those, but am thankful for how God did sustain me though that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8832188204716406040?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8832188204716406040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8832188204716406040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8832188204716406040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8832188204716406040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/year-later.html' title='A year later'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3944951873981084537</id><published>2010-10-24T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:38:31.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>I miss that girl I used to be...</title><content type='html'>I'm not gunna lie.&lt;br /&gt;As great as I think God is (b/c He is Holy, not b/c of what He has or has not done for me)&lt;br /&gt;I am frustrated with my current physical state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this I mean every so often feeling really unstable and needing to sit down or&lt;br /&gt;utter exhaustion even after napping for a few hrs and getting 11hrs of sleep a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get bloodwork done again at the end of this week to check my med levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meanwhile, I have some things to work out with God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3944951873981084537?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3944951873981084537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3944951873981084537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3944951873981084537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3944951873981084537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-that-girl-i-used-to-be.html' title='I miss that girl I used to be...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8221189852744635920</id><published>2010-10-17T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:48:31.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>He's Still a Great God</title><content type='html'>It's really easy to say that when things are going fine and dandy which they have been for quite a while now.&lt;br /&gt;However this morning as I was getting ready to go to church an unwelcome visitor made an appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may or may not know that I have epilepsy and am on medication for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, seeing what I have stated above, I unfortunately had a seizure this morning.  Today my record of not having a seizure for 2 yrs or more went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my faith didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medical personnel was amazing and took great care of me, as was my roomate (who I will never be able to thank enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't forget God.  All the while lying in emerge waiting on my bloodwork, I couldn't stop thinking about how good God is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saying to my roomie:&lt;br /&gt;"You know, in the past I would have asked God &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today He encouraged me greatly.  He reminded me that we live in a fallen world and that my seizures are not part of His plan, but that He will use it for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that one day I will stand before my King completely restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for your plan.  Help me to carry on in this faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8221189852744635920?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8221189852744635920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8221189852744635920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8221189852744635920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8221189852744635920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/hes-still-great-god.html' title='He&apos;s Still a Great God'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3025350890777475199</id><published>2010-10-14T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T19:29:26.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Blog Lovage</title><content type='html'>I love finding new blogs!&lt;br /&gt;Especially ones that don't make me feel like my home needs to look a certain way to be restful. &lt;br /&gt;I am all about practicality and being reasonable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this one blog as it gives great ideas on how to prep for say the hoildays without killing yourself.  Or what it means to make a comfy home {not in the worlds eyes}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://simplemom.net/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed this blog:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.keeperofthehome.org/&lt;br /&gt;I am a HUGE fan of home remies.  To me, there is something SO satisfying and rewarding about curing a migraine or killer stomach ache without popping advil or pepto every 2hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow check em out, and be encouraged ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3025350890777475199?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3025350890777475199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3025350890777475199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3025350890777475199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3025350890777475199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-lovage.html' title='Blog Lovage'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7274390058459097045</id><published>2010-10-14T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T05:15:41.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Sweet Smells of Fall #2</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I am giving two recipes a try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Chipotle pumpkin barley soup {with chicken}&lt;br /&gt;2.  Pumpkin butter {since I had left over pumpkin pie filling}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will report back with the recipes, results and of course some photos ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, what has your stove or oven been up to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7274390058459097045?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7274390058459097045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7274390058459097045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7274390058459097045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7274390058459097045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-smells-of-fall-2.html' title='Sweet Smells of Fall #2'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-965545807302795617</id><published>2010-10-10T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T15:52:33.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Sweet Smells of Fall #1</title><content type='html'>This is definitely my favorite time of year.  I think all my friends know that I am going to have a fall wedding (whenever the time comes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I am going to document any new or favorite fall recipes to celebrate my fave season! I think I will try for 1-2 recipes a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to see and read some of your fall faves, so join me if you wish in building a great fall recipe collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pumpkin Cinnamon Buns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TLJBSLwsH9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/-aRrxh-yDf4/s1600/SDC10959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TLJBSLwsH9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/-aRrxh-yDf4/s320/SDC10959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526551473387478994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;Roll Dough&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup warm water (not hot, about 110 degrees)&lt;br /&gt;1 package (2 1/4 teaspoons) active dry yeast&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup warm milk&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg, beaten&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup pumpkin puree, either fresh or canned&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon melted butter&lt;br /&gt;2 cups (approximately) All-Purpose Flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1 /4 cup Whole Wheat Flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground ginger&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground cardamom (I actually didn't have any cardamom and they tasted fine without)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon each of allspice and ginger&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon cloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the recipe calls for cream cheese frosting&lt;br /&gt;4 ounces cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 stick (4 ounces) butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;3/4 teaspoon lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;2-3 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however didn't have any cream cheese, so I made an icing glaze&lt;br /&gt;Icing Glaze&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup stick margarine or butter&lt;br /&gt;2 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2-4 tablespoons water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a large bowl, stir yeast into water to soften. Let rest for 5 minutes before stirring. Add milk, eggs, pumpkin, butter, 1 1/4 cups whole wheat flour, brown sugar, salt, cinnamon, ginger and cardamom to yeast mixture. Beat vigorously for 2 minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gradually add remaining flour (all purpose), a little at a time, until you have a dough stiff enough to knead. Start with about 1 1/2 cups and increase if necessary. Turn dough out onto a floured surface. Knead, adding flour as necessary, until you have a smooth, elastic dough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Put dough into an oiled bowl. Turn once to coat entire ball of dough with oil. Cover with a towel and let rise until doubled, about 1 hour.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Combine the white sugar, brown sugar, cinnamon, allspice, ginger, nutmeg and cloves in a small bowl, set aside. Transfer the risen dough to a lightly greased work surface, and pat or roll it into a 16" x 12" rectangle. Spread softened butter over dough and then sprinkle with the sugar mixture. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Roll the dough into a log the long way; it'll stretch to about 20" long as you roll. Using a very sharp knife, slice the log into 15 slices. In order to cut down on drag, it helps to rinse the blade in hot water, and wipe it off, between slices. Place slices in a greased 9x13 inch baking pan (or in two 8 or 9 inch round cake or pie pans). Cover with a towel and let rise until almost doubled, about 45 minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bake in a preheated 375°F oven. Bake the rolls till they're brown around the edges and beginning to turn golden brown across the center, about 20-30 minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While rolls bake, prepare the cream cheese frosting (or icing glaze, your choice depending on your sweetness tolerance). Add the cream cheese, butter, vanilla, and lemon juice to a small food processor. Blend until smooth and combined. Add the powdered sugar 1/2 cup at a time, blending in between, until well mixed and desired consistency is reached. (I used 2 cups powdered sugar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For icing glaze melt margarine in a saucepan. Stir in powdered sugar and vanilla. Add water, 1 tablespoon at a time, and mix until smooth and of desired consistency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Frost warm rolls with the cream cheese frosting or glaze and serve immediately.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For night before prep: Prepare the rolls up to the point where you roll and place in the pan. Then, cover in plastic wrap and refrigerate overnight. In the morning, remove the pan from the fridge and proceed with the instructions where you left off. Rising time may be slightly longer than noted in the recipe due to the dough being cold vs room temp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-965545807302795617?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/965545807302795617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=965545807302795617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/965545807302795617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/965545807302795617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-smells-of-fall-1.html' title='Sweet Smells of Fall #1'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TLJBSLwsH9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/-aRrxh-yDf4/s72-c/SDC10959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2338854958189456149</id><published>2010-10-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:32:19.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><title type='text'>That Great City</title><content type='html'>I have never, ever been so compelled to love a city practically in all my life.&lt;br /&gt;This sermon did some MAJOR work on my soul tonight.&lt;br /&gt;My desire to serve Montreal and persevere in learning French has never been greater!&lt;br /&gt;Here is the sermon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://download.redeemer.com/rpcsermons/storesamplesermons/Should_I_Not_Love_That_Great_City.mp3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2338854958189456149?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2338854958189456149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2338854958189456149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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jot'/><title type='text'>Drop the puck</title><content type='html'>With having an antenna and getting CBC (in both English and French)&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo happy to be able to watch this:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nhl.com/ice/schedulebymonth.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends hockey season has begun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6646525356193359001?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6646525356193359001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6646525356193359001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6646525356193359001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6646525356193359001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/drop-puck.html' title='Drop the puck'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1176699377696814003</id><published>2010-10-02T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T09:17:36.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><title type='text'>Dear Jesus...</title><content type='html'>Thank you for awakening in my heart the need once again to be a Christian woman in Montreal.  You made it as clear as day to me last night.  Girls are taught to desire success and independence to make it on their own and a name for themselves (they cannot rely on men, and I'm not saying they should rely on a guy).  Their is nothing wrong with wanting knowledge, but when it comes before God, that's a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve was tempted in the exact same way.  She had it made in the Garden.  But choose to be "all-knowing" instead of knowing God.  That and Genesis 3:16 has and forever will be the struggle of woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so often get trapped in this world and have to put the brakes on and realize I'm supposed to be in the world and not of it.  I shouldn't be conforming, but setting the example Christ would have me to set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, remind me constantly of this need.  Eternal life (the good life) is knowing you and nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1176699377696814003?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1176699377696814003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1176699377696814003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1176699377696814003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1176699377696814003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-jesus.html' title='Dear Jesus...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3181975793241479011</id><published>2010-09-27T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:19:48.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When I&apos;m a mommy one day...'/><title type='text'>Thoughts after a long day</title><content type='html'>9hrs of running around and one break is not what my body was designed for.  I'm definitely designed to be a person who eats multiple snacks and smaller meals (I'm by no means a 3 big meals a day kind of girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing today I looked at the clock and it was 5:30pm.  My head was throbbing from lack of food and was in desperate need of something homemade.  But of course when you live on your own, you are the one who does all the cooking.  Not that I don't like cooking, but I don't like it when I have a migraine and would rather be in my bed with no lights or sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point of this post, I have come to realize that time is limited and precious.  I get wondering about how I can make the most of my time.  Especially when I have a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work actually makes me think about my future a lot (in reference to marriage and family).  I think about how exhausted I am when I walk in the door and immediately think of my future husband and how I don't want to be that wife that starts nagging him to do things when he walks in, but to give him his space (as I know I have so often needed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how my day is pretty much done when I work from 7-4:30 and how if I had a family, I would have to run and try and get something yummy and healthy on the table at a decent hr, help the kids with homework (depending on age), bathe them, read them stories, bond with them and get them to bed (not to say I'm doing this alone, it would be a team effort, but that depends too on what kind of job my spouse would have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say, I see why some mom's choose to stay at home and invest in their kids and family.  Whether it be cooking, running errands or other things around the home.  It really is a full time ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3181975793241479011?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3181975793241479011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3181975793241479011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3181975793241479011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3181975793241479011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts-after-long-day.html' title='Thoughts after a long day'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6728289495749402294</id><published>2010-09-23T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T18:50:32.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s ok :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>My Song, My Sustainer, My Rock</title><content type='html'>Today was just one of those days that challenged my character (for a more proper term).  If I'm honest though I was so angry and stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute at work I literally had to remind myself to breathe and ask God to help me control my anger so I wouldn't snap at a customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on break I pulled out the word and was encouraged by Ps 40:3a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He put a new song in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That spoke so deeply to my soul, I had to wipe the tears from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a pen and wrote: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He put a new song in my mouth&lt;/span&gt; on my arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to tell you how much it helped having that verse there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically as I worked and as I looked at my arm, serving became easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of His sacrificial love for me, I was able to serve my clients and collegues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I not been reassured my heart would have been angry and wanting to get out of work as soon as possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but God sustained me and gave me the desire to serve and stay longer even without pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then got thinking about permantely having a verse there, but not sure how I feel about a tatoo (for me personally).  But the thought of a charm bracelet with a scripture reference sounds like a good plan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus, My Song and Sustainer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6728289495749402294?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6728289495749402294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6728289495749402294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6728289495749402294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6728289495749402294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-was-just-one-of-those-days-that.html' title='My Song, My Sustainer, My Rock'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5984877654119093328</id><published>2010-09-14T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T15:53:36.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Radical Love</title><content type='html'>Have you ever experienced it before?&lt;br /&gt;It's the best place to be in!&lt;br /&gt;Ever since this past weekend when I went on a retreat with the youth, my heart for God was set a flame.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to tell you how much my love grew for Jesus this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;After digging into parables, hearing testimonies and seeing youth passionate about following Christ, I was deeply moved to a place of repentance.  He was not my number one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had become lazy, spending time with Him was too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Every talking left me longing for more of His word.&lt;br /&gt;Every worship song, asking for just one more.&lt;br /&gt;Every prayer, asking just one more 1 minute with you Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a place where nothing compares.  When I think about how I want to spend my evening in (as I've been sick the past few days) my options are either a movie or time in the word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even a contest any more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember when I would automatically pick the movie (and not to say anything is wrong with that) but I picked watching a movie b/c it was easier.  I didn't have to think about it. Right now, my heart gladly chooses time in the word, prayer and worship first.  Thank you Jesus for setting my heart aflame with you  I so desperately needed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5984877654119093328?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5984877654119093328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5984877654119093328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5984877654119093328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5984877654119093328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/09/radical-love.html' title='Radical Love'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-420039494805019647</id><published>2010-09-07T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:48:06.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>I AM</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought two simple words could give me the chills.&lt;br /&gt;But they do.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I hear that He is the Great "I AM"&lt;br /&gt;My heart is stilled&lt;br /&gt;The chaos dies&lt;br /&gt;I am floored by His Holiness&lt;br /&gt;At a complete loss for words&lt;br /&gt;That is why this whole song quiets my soul and gives me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mark Shultz.  He really is the GREAT "I AM"&lt;br /&gt;( I sense a word study coming out of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/3ECEQJvcrqY/hqdefault.jpg);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ECEQJvcrqY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ECEQJvcrqY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-420039494805019647?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/420039494805019647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=420039494805019647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/420039494805019647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/420039494805019647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am.html' title='I AM'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6465700433559178501</id><published>2010-09-05T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T05:11:03.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><title type='text'>Welcome Fall!</title><content type='html'>It's 11 degrees out there today and I'm hoping and praying it stays!&lt;br /&gt;It's PERFECT weather for a pumpkin spice latte&lt;br /&gt;AND to bust out jeans and a sweater...siggggh&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6465700433559178501?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6465700433559178501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6465700433559178501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6465700433559178501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6465700433559178501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-fall.html' title='Welcome Fall!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3883162028464926522</id><published>2010-09-03T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:13:18.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>Good Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your manager handing you a $50.00 gift certificate for L'academie and thanking you for all your hard work (Mussels, here I come!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The store being open 24hrs (how is this good you ask?) Well for one I won't be the one doing the 2 or 3am shifts and two it means I come in later (6am as opposed to 5am) makes ALL the difference in the world!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange Creamsicle Cupcakes (will post recipe soon!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Youth Kick Off BBQ tonight, join me in praying for their hearts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping in (hello weekend!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pumpkin Spice Lattes are back! Wishing it would cool down significantly so I could enjoy one with a cool fall breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3883162028464926522?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3883162028464926522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3883162028464926522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3883162028464926522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3883162028464926522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-things.html' title='Good Things'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-710296221600422763</id><published>2010-08-26T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:24:10.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><title type='text'>Stuck in my head</title><content type='html'>Love the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Fave verse by far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we arrive at eternity’s shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where death is just a memory and tears are no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We’ll enter in as the wedding bells ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your bride will come together and we’ll sing... You’re Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/QGlTzH9xkXQ/hqdefault.jpg);" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGlTzH9xkXQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGlTzH9xkXQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-710296221600422763?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/710296221600422763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=710296221600422763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/710296221600422763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/710296221600422763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/08/youre-beautiful-phil-wickham-hd.html' title='Stuck in my head'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6085173277457996320</id><published>2010-08-18T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:14:31.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lukewarm'/><title type='text'>Lukewarm</title><content type='html'>Tonight after listening to Francis Chan's sermon on "Luke warm and Lovin it" I was deeply convicted and bothered and my state of lukewarmness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that its really easy to make other things a priority over God in your life.  What's mine? Pure laziness and trying to find comfort and satisfaction in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been my priority for a while.  I always say how much I love Christ, but do I really? Do I really love Him enough that I would say "Lord take everything, you are more than enough for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say no at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in lieu of that answer I was moved to take action on this conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking a media fast from twitter, facebook and blogging for the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to get in contact with me email is best: amandamarvin19@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who have my digits, feel free to call and text away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, check out this song: http://bit.ly/11YBHj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but worship God to these great lyrics &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6085173277457996320?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6085173277457996320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6085173277457996320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6085173277457996320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6085173277457996320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/08/tonight-after-listening-to-francis.html' title='Lukewarm'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7987088229383316687</id><published>2010-08-16T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:27:31.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><title type='text'>things i like</title><content type='html'>1. TOMS! They are really cute and super comfy (perfect when you have a job that has you on your feet for 8-10hrs) I already own the black canvas ones but am eyeing these guys: http://bit.ly/9NFEl1 (love the yellow and for fall, how wonderful!)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Organic foods:  Ok this weekend I ate more Organic food than what I usually do (just b/c it's usually more pricey) but many of these foods where either on sale or something my roomie left behind. &lt;br /&gt;What did I eat you ask: Organic carrots, apple sauce and shreddies (YUM!)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Blueberry bagels: LOVE! I went looking for some breakfast food for work and found some bagels made in the IGA bakery and they smelt amazing and were soo fresh! Can't wait for break tomorrow morning ;D&lt;br /&gt;4.  HSM 3 (Yep, I admit, I like the corny songs too, I will belt them out at the top of my lungs when no one is around ;)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Biking really early in the morning.  Srsly if I was more awake and it wasn't for the weirdos I'd bike longer, It's kinda cool biking down the middle of St. Cat's through all the red lights just b/c you can :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7987088229383316687?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7987088229383316687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7987088229383316687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7987088229383316687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7987088229383316687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-i-like.html' title='things i like'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6494391115075045104</id><published>2010-08-13T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T19:20:50.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Events'/><title type='text'>Ramadan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A little late coming, but be in prayer for Muslims as Ramadan has just begun (Aug 11, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A few facts (Source: Crescent Project)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;-Since Islam is a works-based belief, Muslims believe that they will be closer to God during Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;-By fasting, they are earning good works to help tip the scale in their favor in order to gain acceptance to heaven, their good works must outweigh the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-35 Canadians recently converted to Islam, sponsored a Muslim organization and won a trip to Mecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-Muslims believe that a trip to Mecca erases their sins committed up to that point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;During Ramadan even more followers of Islam in Canada and around the world will be seeking to earn God's favour rather than freely receiving it through God's gift of Himself in Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Biblical response to fasting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;(Source: Crescent Project)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;In Acts 13:3, the disciples fasted as &lt;span&gt;a complement of p&lt;/span&gt;rayer and of clarity of God's will. Fasting is a time to reflect on the Lord and to focus on His will and voice. It is also a time where the power of prayer can be enhanced in your life or the lives of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6494391115075045104?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6494391115075045104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6494391115075045104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6494391115075045104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6494391115075045104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadan.html' title='Ramadan'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2763086842932762360</id><published>2010-08-11T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:15:06.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reformed Theology'/><title type='text'>Justification by Theology=Idolatry</title><content type='html'>Today, I read a really great article from the Resurgence blog called Justification by Theology.  I really liked it, because it addressed an issue that has been on my heart lately, that issue being Reformed Theologians priding themselves in their theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will be the first to admit, I LOVE REFORMED THEOLOGY.  Why? Well after spending a summer reading the word to gain convictions on Predestination, it just made sense to me (you know when you have one of those head to heart connections? yeah that happened).  Making sense and gathering your convictions from God's word is one thing, priding yourself in them is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent an entire yr, defining myself as "Reformed" before I did Christian sometimes.  Not realizing at the time that this had horrible effects on the body of Christ.  Not only was I becoming a cold hearted arrogant Christian to those who didn't share the same theology, I was closing myself off to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this fear, that what if, heaven for bid, I became an &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Arminist &lt;/span&gt;if I opened myself up to God or others around me? How freakin lame Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there are some doctrinal things worth fighting for (the big guys: Jesus is the ONLY way, the elements needed for the Gospel, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say, we are saved by grace, nothing else, lets keep reminding ourselves of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  Here is the article: http://theresurgence.com/justification_by_theology&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2763086842932762360?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2763086842932762360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2763086842932762360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2763086842932762360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2763086842932762360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/08/justification-by-theologyidolatry.html' title='Justification by Theology=Idolatry'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6473437365750990085</id><published>2010-08-07T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:56:56.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>Cozy in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TF1xhSoM7QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Wt8AX4Sa-Dw/s1600/armchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TF1xhSoM7QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Wt8AX4Sa-Dw/s320/armchair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502679136466693378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I live in downtown Montreal with all the glamour and glitz, I still enjoy coming home to comfort.  I've never really been a fan of modern furniture, or if I do, I like it in small doses, like realllly small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I have been wanting/eyeing for a while is a cozy arm chair to put near my window.  To be able to sit and listen to the rain fall, enjoy the cool summer breeze (or the lack thereof one on those hot, humid days in Monts) or enjoy the first snowfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, thanks to a wonderful family here in Montreal, I was blessed with this cozy arm chair! Funny enough when we got it in here Loni mentioned that it looked great against my wall colours! She was right! I was actually going to recover it, but the way its tied into the painting my talented roomate has hanging in our living room here there really is no need :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the room isn't quite complete, but I am enjoying this new piece of furniture at the moment.  Thank you Smits family! You are such a blessing to me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6473437365750990085?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6473437365750990085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6473437365750990085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6473437365750990085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6473437365750990085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/08/cozy-in-city.html' title='Cozy in the City'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TF1xhSoM7QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Wt8AX4Sa-Dw/s72-c/armchair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3719977695925359203</id><published>2010-07-29T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:38:46.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s ok :)'/><title type='text'>On the mend</title><content type='html'>After a crazy busy day (ie. running around a coffee shop severely short staffed, non-stop customers and not working in your mother tongue), one can get pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I crashed.  Literally.  A 3hr long nap.  After which I went to the grocery store (at the worst time EVER!) during the dinner rush.  Of course I had to go to PA to see if I could find a good deal on something for dinner.  Let's just say that store wasn't designed for mad shoppers looking for deals.  I was so furious with people running into me with their carts and not even a "Pardon" out of their mouths.  This usually doesn't really bother me, but today it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making it out alive, I still needed to get Avocados (as the one's at PA were rock hard, not ideal for guacamole).  So I journeyed to Provigo and got the rest of my groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came inside and went into the kitchen to find a pile of dishes needed to be done.  As I began, tears started rolling down my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, I'm so done.  I'm exhausted and I can't do this on my own"&lt;br /&gt;"Give me the strength to serve customers even when I'd much rather be sleeping"&lt;br /&gt;"I can't do this on my own Lord, I need you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best tearfest and chat with God, I've had in a while.  I'm learning to be ok with crying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of this encouragement of the tears came from a sermon I listened to yesterday.   To make a long story short I was encouraged that he was so real in sharing how he shed tears on certain things in life and how he hasn't learned to say that "God is enough" in certain situations, though he is working towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say, tears are good and even better when combined with prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will eat my guacamole and watch Audrey Hepburns Sabrina.  And ending the evening asking Him to give me the strength to carry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3719977695925359203?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3719977695925359203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3719977695925359203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3719977695925359203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3719977695925359203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-mend.html' title='On the mend'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5070914157567505909</id><published>2010-07-28T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:39:49.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>Tension</title><content type='html'>So I'm hoping to work say for another year or two and then possibly go back to school.  I'd ultimately like to go back in a year's timing but I don't think that's realistic with the amount of money I need to have saved up.  See right now I am thinking I would like to do a year or two of Bible College and just study God's word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, any form of Post-Secondary Education comes at a cost, usually a BIG one.  Does that worry me? Unfortunately yes.  It worries me as to how I will ever pay for it without going into more student debt.  I don't have 5-10 grand just sitting around at my disposal.  This makes me feel bound to working at Second Cup for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I lacking trust or facing reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust and save Amanda, trust and save.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5070914157567505909?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5070914157567505909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5070914157567505909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5070914157567505909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5070914157567505909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/tension.html' title='Tension'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2224012518625927278</id><published>2010-07-27T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T16:30:13.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Lazy days, Summer Meals and books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TE9nL9MnaLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6dgtfKxRU4s/s1600/summer+meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TE9nL9MnaLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6dgtfKxRU4s/s320/summer+meal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498727125146364082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I journeyed to Lachine Canal with a friend for a visit and to enjoy the lovely breeze coming off the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to take a stroll through the Atwater Market on the way back.  I was debating getting some cherry tomatoes but didn't want to spend 4-5 dollars for a small basket I'd eat in one sitting.  But then, as I passed one stand, my friend asked the guy how much they were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trois dollar"&lt;br /&gt;He said.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, three dollars I thought&lt;br /&gt;"Oui, Je prend ca"&lt;br /&gt;I responded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he went to bag them up, he made sure I got a good mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought to myself on the way home that I needed to make my meal based around these tomatoes.  So, that I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some cheddar and crackers out and then made a pasta.  This pasta dish is my favorite impromptu summer dish.  When its hot and I want something light and yummy.  Here is the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make some spaghetti (according to package)&lt;br /&gt;-In another frying pan, put in a wee bit of extra virgin olive oil&lt;br /&gt;-Cut up some bell peppers into little pieces and put them in the heated pan&lt;br /&gt;-Also cut up some pancetta and throw it in the heated pan&lt;br /&gt;-Heat peppers and pancetta til the peppers have a hint of brown&lt;br /&gt;-Mix the peppers and pancetta in with the spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top each dish of pasta with corriander, unsalted sunflower seeds and parm cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Bon Appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  I have to say since reading My Life in France by Julia Child, she has inspired my writing style.  It's very much a narrative now, I document how I shop for food and all that happens while doing it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2224012518625927278?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2224012518625927278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2224012518625927278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2224012518625927278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2224012518625927278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/lazy-days-summer-meals-and-books.html' title='Lazy days, Summer Meals and books'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TE9nL9MnaLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6dgtfKxRU4s/s72-c/summer+meal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8076840705703037295</id><published>2010-07-26T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T05:59:45.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>Bear with me</title><content type='html'>As you can probably tell my blog is undergoing a few changes.  I was getting bored with the colours and want to make a new banner of some pics I've taken here in Monts this summer, so I ask you to bear with me as it may not look all that pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my soul has been doing backflips for Jesus these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Take case number one: My Pastor is going through the book of Genesis during the evening service.  Last night he taught on Sodom and Gomorrah.  He mentioned that Dr Bryant Wood (biblical archaeologist) had said that bitumen was found in the dead sea.  Bitumen is a highly flammable substance that must be heated in order to flow.  This ties into Gen 19:24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case number 2: I had a small convo with my friend Em on parenting.  We discussed different methods and how we were parented.  I mentioned how I enjoyed one families method that stuck to their word (ie.  If you say you get a time out for doing something, you follow thru with it).  Which led to the idea of justice, which then led me on my walk home to think of my sin and how I deserved justice.&lt;br /&gt;"I've screwed up so much God. You don't have my heart.  My heart is so caught up in the beauty of this world that I've become desensitized to my sin."&lt;br /&gt;I said this to Him as I walked along one of the most beautiful neighbourhoods in Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing more and more that enjoying the things on this earth is fine, but coveting is not.  I must confess I'm guilty as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covet the nice home&lt;br /&gt;I covet the picture perfect Christian family&lt;br /&gt;I covet the one's who can spend the day shopping in designer stores with a latte in hand&lt;br /&gt;I covet the ones who don't have to rise at 4am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I though about all my sin, I thought:&lt;br /&gt;"God how on earth could you love me! I love this world more than I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He reminded me that:&lt;br /&gt;He loved me even while I was a sinner, who didn't know him&lt;br /&gt;He loves me even as I mess up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very confirmation made my soul well up with joy and my eyes well up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those sweet simple reminders.  I need those, lots of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8076840705703037295?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8076840705703037295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8076840705703037295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8076840705703037295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8076840705703037295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/bare-with-me.html' title='Bear with me'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5161449144310912652</id><published>2010-07-13T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:37:18.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><title type='text'>I like you, I like you not part 2</title><content type='html'>Things that make me smile or irritate the *beep* out of me:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Cafe Myranny coffee (just half a milk and one sugar and its glorious!) accompanied with Rachel :D&lt;br /&gt;2.  Dislike: the unreliable STM bus services.  Example: the non-existent 4:45am bus! Where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;3.  Good food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satan is the master of extremes.  As Luther said, Satan doesn't care which side of the horse we fall off, as long as we don't stay on the saddle&lt;/span&gt;" Randy Alcorn Money, Possessions and Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Dislike: Stale 2.50 vanilla cupcake from Starbucks (shakes fist)&lt;br /&gt;5.  To make up for the horrible vanilla cupcake I will make these: http://bit.ly/coOEpP&lt;br /&gt;6.  LOVE: Afternoon naps on rainy days with a lovely breeze blowing in (thank you Jesus)&lt;br /&gt;7.  Cute $10 black shorts from H&amp;amp;M that make running around a coffee shop a whole lot cooler ;D&lt;br /&gt;8.  Walks home in the rain in evening with a sturdy umbrella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5161449144310912652?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5161449144310912652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5161449144310912652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5161449144310912652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5161449144310912652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-like-you-i-like-you-not-part-2.html' title='I like you, I like you not part 2'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6265700109502072593</id><published>2010-07-11T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:00:18.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Homemade Guacamole</title><content type='html'>In this extreme heat I've only been craving cold foods, dips and salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was dying for some homemade guacamole. But have never made it before.  So I had to see if Michael Smith had a recipe.  I honestly swear by his recipes. All the ones I have tried have been AMAZING.  And the guacamole was just that! So here is the recipe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="RecipeIngredientList NoBullet ingredients"&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;       &lt;span class="value"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="type"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="name"&gt;ripe avocados, peeled and pitted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt; &lt;span class="type"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="name"&gt;The juice of half a lime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt; &lt;span class="type"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="name"&gt;A big handful of fresh cilantro, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;       &lt;span class="value"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="type"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="name"&gt;small onion, peeled and minced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt; &lt;span class="type"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="name"&gt;Salt and pepper to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Mash avocados in dish and add lime juice, cilantro and onion (I actually didn't add any salt and pepper and LOVED IT!)&lt;br /&gt;Serve with tostitos immediately or pop it in the fridge for an hr and enjoy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6265700109502072593?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6265700109502072593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6265700109502072593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6265700109502072593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6265700109502072593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/homemade-guacamole.html' title='Homemade Guacamole'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6938852799980743181</id><published>2010-07-05T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T06:07:29.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>On my nightstand</title><content type='html'>If any of you know me well I always have about 10 books on the go.  Its so hard for me to finish a book in a decent amount of time.  I was very impressed to have finished Tim Keller's Prodigal God in under a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow this is what is currently on my nightstand:&lt;br /&gt;-Money, Possessions and Eternity by Randy Alcorn&lt;br /&gt;-My Life in France by Julia Child&lt;br /&gt;-Father, I long for a heart that dances (bible study) by Catherine Martin&lt;br /&gt;-ESV Study Bible&lt;br /&gt;-Shoo, Jimmy Choo by Catey Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what books are on your nightstand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6938852799980743181?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6938852799980743181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6938852799980743181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6938852799980743181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6938852799980743181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-my-nightstand.html' title='On my nightstand'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3573625958406402420</id><published>2010-06-24T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:35:19.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>I like you, I like you not</title><content type='html'>In case you're wondering, this post has nothing to do with a boy! But has everything to do with things that I like and don't like. As odd and cheesy as it sounds I am having fun figuring out what I like and what I don't like. I feel like Montreal has given me the opportunity to do just that. I must thank God for bringing me here. As hard as it is, it's shown me who I am and what I value. More thoughts to come. Here are some things I have discovered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The more I explore Montreal (ie get my butt out of downtown) the more I fall in love with it. Case and pt last night I made my way to the gay village to eat at la couscoussiere with my co-workers and really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;2.  People who are not U2 should not do covers of U2&lt;br /&gt;3.  Eating late gives me nightmares (3 last night).  Lesson learned? I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;4.  I forgot how much I LOVE biking until I bixi'ed home from work yesterday (public bike system in Monts)&lt;br /&gt;5.  I enjoy some Country music (insert Carrie Underwood and Taylor Swift here...sigh...)&lt;br /&gt;6.  Getting deep into God's word and seeing how it applies to my life&lt;br /&gt;7.  Doing number #6 in a group with my brothas and sistas in Christ ;D&lt;br /&gt;8.  Celebrating my first Saint Jean Baptiste day in Montreal QC&lt;br /&gt;9.  Hearing the need once again for the Quebecois (thank you again Christina)&lt;br /&gt;10.  Jazz Fest! Very excited to sit outside for an afternoon and listen to some good ol jazz....siiiigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3573625958406402420?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3573625958406402420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3573625958406402420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3573625958406402420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3573625958406402420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-like-you-i-like-you-not.html' title='I like you, I like you not'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7401694090093578217</id><published>2010-06-05T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T12:19:04.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Granola Bar Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TAqgTMdgeBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-mAnFgFIIv0/s1600/SDC10784.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TAqgTMdgeBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-mAnFgFIIv0/s320/SDC10784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479368148272576530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These little guys are my new rave.&lt;br /&gt;When I tried them yesterday, I wasn't all that impressed.&lt;br /&gt;I think the flavours need to sit together overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I found this recipe online and now see why they are so popular (I've eaten three in the past 15mins...next time I double the batch!)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't follow the recipe exactly as I didn't have all ingredients on hand&lt;br /&gt;So I put in what I had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Granola bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 cups rolled oats&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup coconut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/4 cup finely chopped walnuts&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 cup whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4 chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;3/4 teaspoon sea salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup honey&lt;br /&gt;1 egg, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup canola oil (suggested sub of apple sauce which I will try next time!)&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons vanilla extract&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Grease 9 x 13 baking pan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. In large bowl, mix together the oats, brown sugar, sunflower seeds, coconut, cinnamon, &lt;strong&gt;flour, &lt;/strong&gt;walnuts, chocolate chips and salt. Make a well in the centre, pour in the honey, egg, oil and vanilla. Mix well. Pat the mixture evenly into the pan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Bake for about 30 minutes, but watch the baking time. If you leave them in too long they’ll be dry. Cool for 5 minutes, then cut into bars or squares. Do not allow the bars to cool completely before cutting or they will be too hard to cut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Let sit overnight and enjoy the next day :D&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/2089587553108348705-7401694090093578217?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7401694090093578217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7401694090093578217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7401694090093578217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7401694090093578217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/06/granola-bar-goodness.html' title='Granola Bar Goodness'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/TAqgTMdgeBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-mAnFgFIIv0/s72-c/SDC10784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7053586729815217042</id><published>2010-05-15T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:17:28.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ppl Pleasin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes and Such'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>just gotta say, i like this:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't LET the GOD DAMNED DEVIL steal your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say NO to anxiety, fear, stress, worry, ppl pleasin...etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to a new bloggin buddy, this now hangs on my bulletin board above my bed where I can see it, every morning, afternoon and night.  Just as it should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7053586729815217042?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7053586729815217042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7053586729815217042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7053586729815217042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7053586729815217042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-gotta-say-i-like-this.html' title='just gotta say, i like this:'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-301398188909817494</id><published>2010-05-11T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:18:05.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>Inspiration? I think so! take 2!</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for a wee bit of inspiration as of late for home decorating and fell in love with Jen's place on apt therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/sf/jennifers-bright-and-airy-mish-mash-house-tour-115936&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-301398188909817494?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/301398188909817494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=301398188909817494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/301398188909817494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/301398188909817494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/05/inspiration-i-think-so-take-2.html' title='Inspiration? I think so! take 2!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8195057281865924994</id><published>2010-05-04T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T07:22:10.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Creative'/><title type='text'>a few undertakings</title><content type='html'>So I have a few tasks ahead of me this summer.  One is to learn html, so I can make a prettier blog and just for pure interest sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another, at some pt is to recover my cushions.  However, I am fresh out of ideas.  I want something that says "summery fresh" for now and then I will make different covers for the fall/winter.  So I have taken a few shots and would love some feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this futon is not mine.  It's a friends who is storing it here while they moved.  BUT the couch I do have, I plan on covering in a similar colour.  Thus why I took a pic of the futon against my light green walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S-AsHmYczEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uU9A8umgWW0/s1600/SDC10655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S-AsHmYczEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uU9A8umgWW0/s320/SDC10655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467418456701586498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another undertaking is my Kitchen.  I am thinking a fun window covering would do (as opposed to the awful brown plaid one it came with).  Most of the things in my kitchen have a bright yellow, dark green or milk chocolate base.  So keeping those colours in mind and noting my off white walls, what would you suggest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S-Ar1Crj_EI/AAAAAAAAAZA/6DsczpI7izE/s1600/SDC10661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S-Ar1Crj_EI/AAAAAAAAAZA/6DsczpI7izE/s320/SDC10661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467418137880427586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your input!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8195057281865924994?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8195057281865924994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8195057281865924994' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8195057281865924994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8195057281865924994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-undertakings.html' title='a few undertakings'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S-AsHmYczEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uU9A8umgWW0/s72-c/SDC10655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6710359182520812030</id><published>2010-04-22T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:02:20.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>on legalism and lawlessness</title><content type='html'>Legalism says:&lt;br /&gt;If you could get to heaven by just being good enough, Jesus died for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawlessness says:&lt;br /&gt;If Jesus died for our sins on the cross, and we continue to sin, Jesus died for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace says:&lt;br /&gt;For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast.   For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Eph 2:8-10&lt;br /&gt;(God's word says it better than me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6710359182520812030?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6710359182520812030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6710359182520812030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6710359182520812030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6710359182520812030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-legalism-and-lawlessness.html' title='on legalism and lawlessness'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6188738627312320602</id><published>2010-04-21T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:09:10.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>1/4 life crisis?</title><content type='html'>I seriously have no idea what the heck I am doing with my life and it kinda freaks me out.  I don't know what I am passionate about (thus wanting to wait to figure that out before I do more school). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of scary.  I don't want to work in a coffee shop for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, not sure if I am alone in this feeling but that's how I'm feeling as of late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6188738627312320602?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6188738627312320602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6188738627312320602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6188738627312320602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6188738627312320602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/14-life-crisis.html' title='1/4 life crisis?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1396027565831573356</id><published>2010-04-18T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:56:01.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>grace grace marvelous grace part 1</title><content type='html'>Thinking a bit on grace tonight (which I need to do more often, b/c by golly gosh it is SO DARN GOOD!) and what it free's me up to do.  Here are a few things I am pondering (ie. my salvation and or worth are not based on these things! PRAISE GOD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Free from performance&lt;br /&gt;2.  Free from feelings&lt;br /&gt;3.  Free to love my family&lt;br /&gt;4.  Free to love my neighbours&lt;br /&gt;5.  Free to LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come on this topic as I reflect more.&lt;br /&gt;But for now I am tasting and seeing that the Lord is indeed GOOD and that His grace is more than enough for me.  It enables me to do what I am unable to.  Thank you Jesus for loving me in my sin, but loving me too much to leave me in it.  Thank you for undeserved life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1396027565831573356?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1396027565831573356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1396027565831573356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1396027565831573356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1396027565831573356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/grace-grace-marvelous-grace-part-1.html' title='grace grace marvelous grace part 1'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-4687445293472592619</id><published>2010-04-17T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T17:13:25.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>on multitasking</title><content type='html'>I'm beginning to believe it's not as effective as ppl say it is.&lt;br /&gt;Having too many windows open on the computer is distracting.&lt;br /&gt;(esp if you are reading a blog and you seen an interesting blog on theirs and its all downhill from there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm not trying to say inspiration is a bad thing for me&lt;br /&gt;It's just sometimes, well no most, it leads to many unfinished tasks and lots of frustration as NOTHING looks or ever gets finished.&lt;br /&gt;So I am thinking I need help in this area. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to write out what I want to get done (realistically)&lt;br /&gt;And just start working on them, one by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, I work well when I have something written down on paper.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I think of this before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-4687445293472592619?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/4687445293472592619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=4687445293472592619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4687445293472592619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/4687445293472592619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-multitasking.html' title='on multitasking'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6235329808327908084</id><published>2010-04-14T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:43:27.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Food Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S8Zy4HDW5lI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Zi3FCl86J6E/s1600/smith"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S8Zy4HDW5lI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Zi3FCl86J6E/s320/smith" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460177906524677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my FAVE cooking shows (Chef at Home)&lt;br /&gt;Found episodes online!&lt;br /&gt;This could be dangerous&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;it could be very good if I get inspired :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.foodnetwork.ca/video/index.html?categoryid=1310130210&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay Micheal Smith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6235329808327908084?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6235329808327908084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6235329808327908084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6235329808327908084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6235329808327908084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-love.html' title='Food Love'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S8Zy4HDW5lI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Zi3FCl86J6E/s72-c/smith' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1482518145659090550</id><published>2010-04-10T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:28:39.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Good Things</title><content type='html'>your ex boyfriends mom so happy to see you (just to give you context things ended well, nothing nasty just more fear of the akward unknowns), embracing you with a hug, kiss, great convo and homemade yummy Chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship not lost, PRAISE GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1482518145659090550?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1482518145659090550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1482518145659090550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1482518145659090550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1482518145659090550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-things.html' title='Good Things'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3665706865936781413</id><published>2010-04-02T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:59:26.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am thankful for...'/><title type='text'>Good Friday 2010</title><content type='html'>Makings of a Great Good Friday:&lt;br /&gt;-Good Friday service at Maranatha with the majority of Belleville's Churches (a glimpse of heaven)&lt;br /&gt;-Hymns (LOVE!)&lt;br /&gt;-Communion&lt;br /&gt;-Running into friends you haven't seen in a while (and still connecting)&lt;br /&gt;-Chillin with our great neighbours (on their patio, drinking lemonade and playing with their cute little girls)&lt;br /&gt;-Homecooked meals&lt;br /&gt;-An evening walk&lt;br /&gt;-Good visit with extended fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Good Friday! Hope yours has been a time of reflection and rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3665706865936781413?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3665706865936781413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3665706865936781413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3665706865936781413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3665706865936781413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday-2010.html' title='Good Friday 2010'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-9168606603723631374</id><published>2010-03-27T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:43:21.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Tried, Tested and True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66j_o1sWSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/cofHY8iyE90/s1600/SDC10527.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66j_o1sWSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/cofHY8iyE90/s320/SDC10527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453476512481958178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66j0U-h_xI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oJ_o22G3Zw8/s1600/SDC10525.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66j0U-h_xI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oJ_o22G3Zw8/s320/SDC10525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453476318171758354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66jjhqijxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Dfgi-sL78tE/s1600/SDC10524.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66jjhqijxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Dfgi-sL78tE/s320/SDC10524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453476029519793938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hungry yet?&lt;br /&gt;So this past Christmas one of the things I got was a book to record recipes in.&lt;br /&gt;I thought at first it was kinda funny as for the most part my recipes either come from:&lt;br /&gt;a) online (blog, foodnetwork, allrecipes..etc)&lt;br /&gt;b) from a recipe book&lt;br /&gt;c) from one female to another (via email or binders filled with photo-copied recipes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought at first between my computer and some binders I don't really need somewhere to store MORE recipes!&lt;br /&gt;Then the light bulb went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that this book is ONLY for recipes that are "Tried, Tested and True"&lt;br /&gt;Not one of those "well someday when I have these things in my pantry I would like to try this..."&lt;br /&gt;These guys are defaults, so on a day when I need something I know is yummy, I have record of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, it happened to be the soup shown above.  I think I actually got it down pat tonight.  Thus making sure I wrote it down EXACTLY how it was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to put that potato soup recipe in there that I made the other night! DELISH ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-9168606603723631374?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/9168606603723631374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=9168606603723631374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9168606603723631374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/9168606603723631374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/tried-tested-and-true.html' title='Tried, Tested and True'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S66j_o1sWSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/cofHY8iyE90/s72-c/SDC10527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8339640806042353904</id><published>2010-03-20T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:20:16.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Choco Coconut Caramel Chewy Goodness</title><content type='html'>So my mom and I found these kind of cookies at No Frills and it was LOVE at first sight.  I was SO happy to find a recipe for them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall do a trial run here just in case and then I know they will be good when I make them at Easter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://bakingbites.com/2008/01/homemade-girl-scout-cookies-samoas/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8339640806042353904?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8339640806042353904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8339640806042353904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8339640806042353904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8339640806042353904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/choco-coconut-caramel-chewy-goodness.html' title='Choco Coconut Caramel Chewy Goodness'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8070304506788879746</id><published>2010-03-15T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:00:06.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being renewed'/><title type='text'>Half of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening to: Johnny Mayer "Half of my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(seems approps as how often do I give God just half of my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I give&lt;br /&gt;As I surrender&lt;br /&gt;I see how it draws me closer to the heart of God&lt;br /&gt;I see that these things are not mine&lt;br /&gt;They belong to God&lt;br /&gt;He has entrusted them to my care&lt;br /&gt;And as I give them away&lt;br /&gt;They no longer have a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;My heart moves closer to His&lt;br /&gt;And I am overjoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that lots of stuff and money would bring happiness&lt;br /&gt;That true satisfaction would come from living a life of comfort and accomplisment&lt;br /&gt;But no amount of shopping&lt;br /&gt;No amount of home decor&lt;br /&gt;No amount of gourment meals&lt;br /&gt;No amount of fame&lt;br /&gt;No amount of awards&lt;br /&gt;No amount of busyness&lt;br /&gt;No amount of stuff&lt;br /&gt;Will satisfy&lt;br /&gt;I've been in each of these places&lt;br /&gt;And I continue to feed my body with these small sugary snacks&lt;br /&gt;When the King is offering me a feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I learn?&lt;br /&gt;When oh when will I learn that worshiping God with my whole heart means everything that I have is His?&lt;br /&gt;And when will I remember the joy I feel in surrendering all that I am and all that I have to God?&lt;br /&gt;The joy that is knowing Him&lt;br /&gt;The joy that is knowing that NOTHING, NOTHING but Him will ever satisfy me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;When will I unclench my fist?&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I think is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord may I use what I have to know you more and to help others know you.  May I worship you with all of my heart.  Help me oh Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-8070304506788879746?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8070304506788879746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8070304506788879746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8070304506788879746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8070304506788879746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/half-of-my-heart.html' title='Half of my heart'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6842267595605699423</id><published>2010-03-15T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:20:20.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to jot'/><title type='text'>My life in...Montreal</title><content type='html'>I'm slowly getting used to life in French&lt;br /&gt;As I was taking the Metro home from work on Friday, I realized that it would be so weird to see signs in English&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;To not hear people speak in French around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the biggest test will be when I head back to Ontario for Easter.  I am so used to speaking to the cashier in French or if I walk infront of someone or if someone holds the door, French just comes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see in two weeks what will come out of my mouth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6842267595605699423?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6842267595605699423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6842267595605699423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6842267595605699423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6842267595605699423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life-inmontreal.html' title='My life in...Montreal'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1517447916756015147</id><published>2010-03-11T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:36:40.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Events'/><title type='text'>Speechless and Silent</title><content type='html'>Anyone else feeling this way?&lt;br /&gt;After the earthquake that hit Haiti and Chile&lt;br /&gt;After the execution of 6 World Vision Employees&lt;br /&gt;After several hundred Nigerian Christians were brutally killed on Sunday (as many as 500)&lt;br /&gt;After the 7.2 aftershock hitting Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.  My heart is silent and speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord your heart aches for each one of these people.  Those who died in the earthquakes and those who had their lives taken from them from man.  God thank you that you have experienced pain that you are not a God who cannot relate.  You are one who relates in every way.  God I ask that in this time, this horrific seasons would be used for your glory.  May these times draw people closer to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father I pray for the family members and friends of those who lost their loved ones please comfort them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I pray for those who took the lives of the World Vision employees and those who killed those in Nigeria.  Lord, how my heart longs for justice to take place.  God I ask that they to would come to a saving knowledge of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lift these things unto you, knowing how much you care, and desire all men to know you.  For your Glory and Fame, because you are everything that is good in Holy in our messed up world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1517447916756015147?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1517447916756015147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1517447916756015147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1517447916756015147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1517447916756015147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/speechless-and-silent.html' title='Speechless and Silent'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-2651956415457488021</id><published>2010-03-06T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:44:06.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>Living room love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S5J46DFSyvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/u52cMsFx8wk/s1600-h/best+window+seat+ever"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S5J46DFSyvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/u52cMsFx8wk/s320/best+window+seat+ever" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445547838099606258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of having a window seat.  I love the idea of soaking up sun rays in the summer and enjoying the cool breeze all while drinking a glass of lemonade or sitting and watching the rain fall with Louis Armstrong and Ella playing away in the background. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my living room window isn't low enough to make a window seat of, I think I will continue my hunt for a cozy arm chair and pop it right under the window where I can still do all of the above mentioned activities :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-2651956415457488021?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/2651956415457488021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=2651956415457488021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2651956415457488021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/2651956415457488021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/living-room-love.html' title='Living room love'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S5J46DFSyvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/u52cMsFx8wk/s72-c/best+window+seat+ever' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-1633480151081577618</id><published>2010-03-01T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:35:55.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><title type='text'>Reaching the Unreached</title><content type='html'>Ever have those timely word moments? It just happened! I was about to head to bed for the night and thought "no, I kind of want to journal for a bit" then I thought "I want to read something out of my devo to get me going...oh wait its finished"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get looking at Christian links on my blog roll and thought "I wonder if Gregg has a new post" and he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my main point about timely word.  God has really been shaping my heart for the unreached ppl groups of the world and his post just hit the nail on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you some background, Gregg works with Campus for Christ (an organization under Power to Change Ministries).  Campus for Christ seeks to see the Great Commission fulfilled in our generation through movements of discipleship and evangelism on University Campuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow without further ado here is the post that challenged me.  Praying for my part in this, how is God calling you to reach the unreached?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hinzelmancourtside.wordpress.com/2010/02/18/1000-churches/" rel="bookmark" title="1000 Churches"&gt;1000 Churches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;      &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="postinfo"&gt; Posted on &lt;span class="postdate"&gt;February 18, 2010&lt;/span&gt; by gregghinzelman      &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to the US Center for World Mission, there are 8000 people groups (out of 24,000 total in the world) who are considered “unreached.”  They have not heard the gospel, and because of cultural, political or geographical barriers, they are isolated from hearing the gospel. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are 8 million congregations with active believers around the world.  Astonishingly, that means that for every unreached people group, there are 1000 churches. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We could finish the task by next Tuesday!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder how we could mobilize more of our staff, students, donors and alumni to see these 8000 peoples reached?  What if we had every one of our discipleship groups adopt a people group from &lt;a href="http://www.joshuaproject.net/"&gt;www.joshuaproject.net&lt;/a&gt; and simply pray for them for one year?  What if every partnership adopted 4-5 key people groups in that partnering nation that we would like to ask God to use us to reach?  Maybe we send vision trips or even Jesus films to those areas as part of our summer projects.  What if we challenged every church that we are affiliated with through our movement across Canada to adopt just one people group in prayer?  What if every campus movement asked God to raise up missionaries for these people groups in the next 5 years?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let’s get this job done!  Let’s be the generation that sees the fulfillment of the Great Commission!  It is ours for the taking!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-1633480151081577618?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/1633480151081577618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=1633480151081577618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1633480151081577618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/1633480151081577618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/reaching-unreached.html' title='Reaching the Unreached'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5328789263097570204</id><published>2010-03-01T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:14:51.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chez Marvin (my dream)'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Love</title><content type='html'>So I stumbled upon the Dayspring website today&lt;br /&gt;(actually I think its because I sent some cards with that site at one pt and now they spam me)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;These plates really caught my attention with their vibrant colours and cool shapes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S4yAnP3eBOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ykHefuE6mBw/s1600-h/pretty+plates"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S4yAnP3eBOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ykHefuE6mBw/s320/pretty+plates" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443867461346526434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not to mention the font in which the scripture verses are written is actually nice.  If they weren't 40 bux I may have actually considered buying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cute apron too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S4yB_JKZRoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/r_kO_mQEDc8/s1600-h/cute+apron"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S4yB_JKZRoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/r_kO_mQEDc8/s320/cute+apron" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443868971375347330" 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/2089587553108348705-5328789263097570204?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5328789263097570204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5328789263097570204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5328789263097570204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5328789263097570204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/03/kitchen-love.html' title='Kitchen Love'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S4yAnP3eBOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ykHefuE6mBw/s72-c/pretty+plates' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-8448502226612918921</id><published>2010-02-24T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:45:51.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes and Such'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The glorious gospel'/><title type='text'>Mmm true word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="storycontent"&gt; &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to Live like Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“It is no good giving me a play like Hamlet or King Lear, and telling me to write a play like that. Shakespeare could do it — I can’t. And it is no good showing me a life like the life of Jesus and telling me to live a life like that. Jesus could do it — I can’t. But if the genius of Shakespeare could come and live in me, then I could write plays like this. And if the Spirit could come into me, then I could live a life like his.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- William Temple&lt;/p&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/2089587553108348705-8448502226612918921?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/8448502226612918921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=8448502226612918921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8448502226612918921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/8448502226612918921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/02/mmm-true-word.html' title='Mmm true word'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-5291707560556400549</id><published>2010-02-10T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:38:47.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Home-made Granola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S3MynRH4MII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sRyf65sCpks/s1600-h/SDC10368.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S3MynRH4MII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sRyf65sCpks/s320/SDC10368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436744825359052930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S3MyalPrbdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/M4EsJuQJheE/s1600-h/SDC10367.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S3MyalPrbdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/M4EsJuQJheE/s320/SDC10367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436744607422180818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday afternoon a great new friend of mine (Rachel) and I got together to make some home-made granola.  For our first time making granola it turned out surprisingly well (aside from a wee bit burning on the edge...it burns REALLY easily! stand on guard and set a timer so it doesn't burn on you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-made Granola (from Chow-Hound)&lt;br /&gt;1.  In a large bowl, stir together three cups of old-fashioned rolled oats, three tablespoons brown sugar, a quarter teaspoon kosher salt, and a half teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2.  In another bowl, stir together one-third cup honey, a quarter cup canola oil, and a teaspoon of vanilla (we actually didn't have vanilla and it tasted fine without). Dump this over the oat mixture and combine thoroughly. Get your hands in it to mix everything well, and to coat the oats evenly with the honey mixture. Heat the oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;3.  Spread the mixture in a thin, even layer on a baking sheet and place on the center rack of the heated oven. Bake, stirring after 15 minutes(for us it was literally only 5mins b/c we have a gas stove), until the granola is a very light golden brown. It should take 20 to 30 minutes. If you like your granola crunchier with a toastier flavor, bake it a little longer, keeping a close eye on it—if it gets dark it will taste burnt&lt;br /&gt;4.  Cool the granola completely, stirring it around so it doesn’t stick together. (It hardens as it cools.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add Flavour:  We added all dried fruit at this point so it wouldn't burn, all nuts in the beginning and cocunut half-way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly enjoy with yogurt! I know I did...I only have a 1/4 of a jar left :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-5291707560556400549?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/5291707560556400549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=5291707560556400549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5291707560556400549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/5291707560556400549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-made-granola.html' title='Home-made Granola'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S3MynRH4MII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sRyf65sCpks/s72-c/SDC10368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-7046936465573841675</id><published>2010-02-06T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:01:20.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Enjoy'/><title type='text'>Saturdays</title><content type='html'>Mmmm, today looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24rX9HiJhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u0HqFh1bQH4/s1600-h/SDC10351.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24rX9HiJhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u0HqFh1bQH4/s320/SDC10351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435329490825913874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a bit of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24rHhdYCfI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KG02GKYMfFk/s1600-h/SDC10349.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24rHhdYCfI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KG02GKYMfFk/s320/SDC10349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435329208523426290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes some of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24q1IlPHZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/eKLbzndfC1s/s1600-h/SDC10348.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24q1IlPHZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/eKLbzndfC1s/s320/SDC10348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435328892607864210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And coffee tasting with a good friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24qn0FjWFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nazEn5Duz6E/s1600-h/SDC10347.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24qn0FjWFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nazEn5Duz6E/s320/SDC10347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435328663767963730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So flavourful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24qXo3EUmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UUMkOq7MfrQ/s1600-h/SDC10346.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24qXo3EUmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/UUMkOq7MfrQ/s320/SDC10346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435328385876513378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And some treats to accompany the coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24qJlcqziI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yz_5zhEBLMo/s1600-h/SDC10344.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/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24qJlcqziI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yz_5zhEBLMo/s320/SDC10344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435328144442314274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart the Sabbath &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-7046936465573841675?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/7046936465573841675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=7046936465573841675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7046936465573841675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/7046936465573841675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturdays.html' title='Saturdays'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tptjZ6c0mBM/S24rX9HiJhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u0HqFh1bQH4/s72-c/SDC10351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-6177747998167181104</id><published>2010-02-03T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:48:10.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in transition'/><title type='text'>Trying to convince myself otherwise</title><content type='html'>Its so odd.  As soon as the train hit Montreal last night I wanted to be on the other train heading towards home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get this! This summer I couldn't wait to get out of home.  There was quite a bit of pressure on me to be the second mom.  I wasn't able to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I go home, I get to rest and bond with my family SOO well (point and case Monday I slept in til 11am...that would NEVER happen if I was living at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I must realize that as hard as it is being away from my family, being at home wasn't good for me.  No matter what it looks like now, I wouldn't be able to rest.  I would always be on egg shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think part of it has to do with the sense of darkness over Montreal. I never realized how strong it was.  It is very strong and I can see why people struggle with depression and the like.  Sometimes it feels like a war to sit down and be with God or even to wake up from my nap after my early morning shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it would just be easier to pull the covers back over my head and fall back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another HUGE part of it is not really having anything to work towards.  That always keeps me going.  If I am brutally honest (and most of you well know) I don't see myself working at Second Cup for the rest of my life.  I am really praying I find something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am so used to having an "idea" or some sort of "call" on my life.  That I am lost without it.  All I know right now, is that God has me here in Montreal and I need to be faithful with what He has entrusted to me (time, resources, money...etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, that is my call and to know Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you in the race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-6177747998167181104?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/6177747998167181104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=6177747998167181104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6177747998167181104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/6177747998167181104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/02/trying-to-convince-myself-otherwise.html' title='Trying to convince myself otherwise'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089587553108348705.post-3516024923458952086</id><published>2010-01-26T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:01:21.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Kick that winter flu...in the butt!</title><content type='html'>So these past few days (as some of you may know).  I have been trying to kick a stomach flu.  I haven't puked yet (here's hoping I don't) but have had a really upset tummy and feeling awfully weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought I was on the verge of getting better, but a wee bit into the morning my stomach started its business...again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I don't work today so I am going to spend another day in bed, reading, sleeping, listening to sermons, eating lots of homemade soup and drinking lots of tea and gingerale...great diet huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So desperate for some homemade soup I ran to the kitchen to see what I had on hand to throw into a pot.  I always admired people who could make something out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I opened the fridge and pulled out a carrot, fresh basil, zucchini&lt;br /&gt;Put a pot of water on the stove&lt;br /&gt;Added a dash of oregano, a few packs of chicken bouilon, some fresh basil and an a few bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;let that boil while I chopped up the carrot and zucchini&lt;br /&gt;added the carrot, zucchini and some pasta swirls&lt;br /&gt;then remembered I had a can of stewed tomatoes, in they went&lt;br /&gt;Let that sit on the stove and simmer&lt;br /&gt;Got out some bread and popped it in the toaster&lt;br /&gt;By the time my bread was done my soup was almost ready (those perfect moments never happen for me haha)&lt;br /&gt;So I chatted with my housemate for a few minutes, got some gingerale&lt;br /&gt;And then...my soup was ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;So tasty for something just thrown together too!&lt;br /&gt;Yay throw together foods :D&lt;br /&gt;Off to read and enjoy my grub!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2089587553108348705-3516024923458952086?l=alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/feeds/3516024923458952086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2089587553108348705&amp;postID=3516024923458952086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3516024923458952086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2089587553108348705/posts/default/3516024923458952086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeoflove1985.blogspot.com/2010/01/kick-that-winter-fluin-butt.html' title='Kick that winter flu...in the butt!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08647973797843097788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5m0wIgVkmbY/Tb7u-5x06EI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yzSwYTjfLk8/s220/Photo%2B504.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
