<?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-5724978704819095522</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:09:48.807-05:00</updated><category term='overlooked gifts'/><category term='children'/><category term='resources'/><category term='financial gifts'/><category term='homeschool'/><category term='family'/><category term='not specified'/><category term='our home'/><category term='words from the kiddos'/><category term='our garden'/><category term='the Body of Christ'/><category term='nature'/><category term='William'/><category term='physical health'/><category term='protection'/><category term='Valley oo Vision'/><category term='acts of the kiddos'/><category term='Scripture'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>1 Thessalonians 5:16-18</title><subtitle type='html'>Rejoice always,
pray without ceasing,
give thanks in all circumstances;
for this is the will of God
in Christ Jesus for you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-4270215532070620674</id><published>2011-04-12T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:32:18.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Baby # 6 Arrives</title><content type='html'>381. Our Baby #6 has arrived! &amp;nbsp;We &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; we were having a boy but God, in knowing exactly what our family needed, has blessed our family with a sweet baby girl, Patience Ann. &amp;nbsp;Thank You, Father, for the gift of allowing me to carry, deliver, and now hold our sweet baby #6, Patience Ann!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-4270215532070620674?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4270215532070620674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=4270215532070620674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4270215532070620674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4270215532070620674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-6-arrives.html' title='Baby # 6 Arrives'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2897222089352411284</id><published>2011-04-06T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:50:38.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Rejoicing in the Waiting</title><content type='html'>Real life reasons I'm rejoicing as I wait for Baby #6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;380. Seeing God provide food even during "lean" times... and knowing that our lean times don't even begin to compare to that of the vast majority in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;379. Being led to step out in faith and end our relationship with health insurance and joining with a ministry that supports believers with genuine health bills! &amp;nbsp;And receiving confirmations that only You could provide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;378. Life springing up in our side garden though we planted dangerously early and prior to heavy downpours! &amp;nbsp;You are so the Giver of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;377. Singing hymns with the children as Daddy leads us in Family Worship Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;376. Being forced to wait on the Lord - as I do not know the day or hour when I will go in to labor. &amp;nbsp;What a gift to be put in a position of having to wait on my Savior's perfecrt timing! &amp;nbsp;Oh, may I wait with joy as I trust Him to continue His faithfulness to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;375. Getting a bunch of quality Christian biographies from PaperbackSwap (for FREE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;374. Reading a Sojourner Truth biography and getting a more accurate picture of the rich, rich faith legacy of Black people who were slaves and the incredible effect she had on our country! &amp;nbsp;And the kids and Papa are enjoying me reading out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;373. Receiving a book from a friend that is truly encouraging my soul and blessing my marriage and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;372. The gift of Scripture of memory. &amp;nbsp;You truly will work in the most pathetic of individuals to allow Your Word to direct, prune, shape, and nourish Your people. &amp;nbsp;And I am that pathetic one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;371. Hubby has no more night meetings until the 3rd week of April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;370. Taking my last 1/2 gallon jar of tomato sauce out of the freezer for dinner tonight! &amp;nbsp;So thankful for the blessing of a garden and seeds that YOU alone make grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;369. Seeing the fruit of praying together as hubby and wifey re: some parenting challenges and seeing the Lord answer prayer in an undeniable way! &amp;nbsp;His Word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;368. &amp;nbsp;Kadin joining the ranks of the newest WhitneyKiddos to begin "formal" teaching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;367. Still feeling great (the best I've felt in any of my pregnancies) and enjoying home schooling the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;366. Made it to the month of April so we ready for our first home birth experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2897222089352411284?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2897222089352411284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2897222089352411284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2897222089352411284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2897222089352411284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2011/04/rejoicing-in-waiting.html' title='Rejoicing in the Waiting'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3232436805646727550</id><published>2010-09-22T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:28:24.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><title type='text'>He is so LAVISH!</title><content type='html'>365. Jars of fresh, homemade tomato sauce in the freezer. &amp;nbsp;A few bags of frozen whole tomatoes from our garden. &amp;nbsp;Kale is still coming in. &amp;nbsp;A great big pumpkin on our dining room table. &amp;nbsp;Zucchini puree in the freezer. &amp;nbsp;And so much more! &amp;nbsp;Thank You for this harvest, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;364. A full-size van! &amp;nbsp;Paid in cash, low mileage, plenty of space, and You even allowed us to sell our minivan in 24 hours to put a little bit more back in to savings! &amp;nbsp;Glory to You, O my King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You are lavish in Your gifts to us. &amp;nbsp;How undeserved we are. &amp;nbsp;Thank You, great is Your faithfulness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3232436805646727550?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3232436805646727550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3232436805646727550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3232436805646727550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3232436805646727550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/09/he-is-so-lavish.html' title='He is so LAVISH!'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3785628314757541036</id><published>2010-09-03T05:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T05:38:59.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Another Life</title><content type='html'>363. Life is a gift. &amp;nbsp;And carrying a life inside me is a gift as well. &amp;nbsp;Thank You, Lord, for another life. &amp;nbsp;May this life be for Your glory alone. &amp;nbsp;Oh, I thank You for the plans you have for WhitneyKiddos #6!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3785628314757541036?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3785628314757541036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3785628314757541036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3785628314757541036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3785628314757541036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-life.html' title='Another Life'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2717385125219018735</id><published>2010-04-16T08:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T08:46:07.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overlooked gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><title type='text'>Outside our Bedroom Window</title><content type='html'>362. Oh, Lord, how I LOVE the color that Spring brings! &amp;nbsp;Thank You for what's outside our bedroom window this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S8hp1WHlHBI/AAAAAAAABqw/chu9QdXVcMA/s1600/IMG_3720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S8hp1WHlHBI/AAAAAAAABqw/chu9QdXVcMA/s320/IMG_3720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S8hpsZeliiI/AAAAAAAABqo/xkVkqsGIlSM/s1600/IMG_3717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S8hpsZeliiI/AAAAAAAABqo/xkVkqsGIlSM/s320/IMG_3717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2717385125219018735?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2717385125219018735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2717385125219018735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2717385125219018735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2717385125219018735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/04/outside-our-bedroom-window.html' title='Outside our Bedroom Window'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S8hp1WHlHBI/AAAAAAAABqw/chu9QdXVcMA/s72-c/IMG_3720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7050611828061118009</id><published>2010-03-18T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:15:52.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>God's Sustaining Power</title><content type='html'>361. Thank You, Father, for your sustaining power. &amp;nbsp;With five sick kiddos and one recovering hubby, all I can say right now is... THANK YOU. &amp;nbsp;You have and are sustaining me... and you're sustaining my sick kiddos and my hubby too. &amp;nbsp;We've made it through diarrhea, terrible coughs, constant runny noses, a double hernia repair, and our basement getting a partial makeover. &amp;nbsp;Though none of these things are yet finished, I know You are God and that You are the One who sustains us and grants grace. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I'm trusting You to continue pouring out that power to sustain me as we walk through the healing and completion stages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7050611828061118009?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7050611828061118009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7050611828061118009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7050611828061118009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7050611828061118009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/03/gods-sustaining-power.html' title='God&apos;s Sustaining Power'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6650117267572502647</id><published>2010-02-20T14:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:29:13.225-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Tulips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;360. I've never been a flower-kinda gal.  But, every once in a while, I LOVE getting flowers!  Yesterday was one of those days.  My Pops surprised me with these:&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S4BFpJ1YoWI/AAAAAAAABmg/A2XCAAXERnM/s320/IMG_3499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440424923180343650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could I not enjoy these?  How could I not enjoy a gift from the King and my prince?  Thank You, Lord, for tulips and my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6650117267572502647?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6650117267572502647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6650117267572502647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6650117267572502647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6650117267572502647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/tulips.html' title='Tulips'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/S4BFpJ1YoWI/AAAAAAAABmg/A2XCAAXERnM/s72-c/IMG_3499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-12201742074943347</id><published>2010-02-16T19:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:06:50.061-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;359. Because of the Holy Spirit's prompting, I shared my testimony with the kids this evening.  We were in the middle of reading The Big Picture Story Bible (which we would HIGHLY recommend) in the part where Jesus raises Lazurus to life when I shared my story of when/where/how God saved me from my sin.  What a SWEET moment I don't want to forget!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua was having a tough time understanding how sin leads to death and so I just shared how I was hellbound when Jesus intervened and the Holy Spirit opened my eyes to my sin and need for God.  I shared how I couldn't get to God on my own but that Jesus was THE Way, THE Truth, and THE Life.  I told them that day 13 years ago next month was the best day of my life for had that day not happened, my sin would not be covered and I'd still be lost in my sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O I praise You, Great and Alighty God for Your saving power &amp;amp; sustaining power!  May our kiddos receive the most precious gift, salvation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;358. I didn't kill my keifer!  And it is actually growing!  You are so kind, Lord!  I just knew it would not be alive after I neglected it over the weekend but truly You can make all things ALIVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-12201742074943347?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/12201742074943347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=12201742074943347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/12201742074943347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/12201742074943347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/alive.html' title='Alive!'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2861371386488746836</id><published>2010-02-10T21:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:41:21.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Protection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;356. Experience our 2nd earthquake.  Praise God, we're all safe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;355. Hubby got a flat tire while driving on 294 this evening.  Lord, thank You for protecting him and providing all the nec'y conditions and equiptment so that he was able to put the spare on and make it to his meeting on time.  You are good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2861371386488746836?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2861371386488746836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2861371386488746836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2861371386488746836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2861371386488746836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/protection.html' title='Protection'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3015070599116769944</id><published>2010-02-05T19:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:05:50.973-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Fridays are Special Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;354. Siblings.  I LOVE watching my kiddos play together.  Today they were building with the pillows, blocks, legos, and using their big cars and trucks.  They really have a good time using their imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;353. A friend was available to chat today when I needed someone to remind of God's Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;352. Our new healthy living is going well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;351. Though the weekend is just beginning, I think we'll be UNDER budget for groceries this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;350. Raquel came today.  We've got clean bathrooms and a clean kitchen floor!  And I was able to run to the store for a hot minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;349. This is my 100th post on this blog.  I think I'll go and reread some of the entries to remind myself just how good God has been to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;348. Daddy's home.  No meeting tonight!  Whew!  What a week it has been!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;347. Autumn Glory is FOUR MONTHS OLD already!  Ooooo and she's so adorable!  Thank You, Lord, for her precious smile that melts my heart even during those 3am feedings.  I've said it many times before, this has been the easiest transition we've had with a baby. Whether it's her being "an easy" baby or me having a very different perspective, the Lord has certainly blessed us with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3015070599116769944?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3015070599116769944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3015070599116769944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3015070599116769944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3015070599116769944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/fridays-are-special-blessings.html' title='Fridays are Special Blessings'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2012092215540446396</id><published>2010-02-03T20:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:41:05.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acts of the kiddos'/><title type='text'>Teaching, Dinner, Papa-son, &amp; Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;346. Wisdom 356 is going well.  Ummm... or should I simply say J and S have good brains and learn despite me.  I love teaching them!  It's so neat how they memorize Scripture SO easily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;345. No complaints at dinner this evening.  What a miracle!  It was odd but so welcomed to have everyone actually eat.  We did have a minor argument over who was going to pray but having my kids WANT to pray is a good thing!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;344. Papa-son went to Trader Joe's before his meeting for me to stock up on some essentials and save me from having to go this weekend.  Oh, Pops, you are GOOOOOD to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;343. Played a card game with Joshua after the others went to bed.  What fun!  Of course, after we played I realized I taught him the wrong way to play.  Guess I should read (and not skim) the directions next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2012092215540446396?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2012092215540446396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2012092215540446396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2012092215540446396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2012092215540446396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/teaching-dinner-papa-son-cards.html' title='Teaching, Dinner, Papa-son, &amp; Cards'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1938518202954540659</id><published>2010-02-02T22:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:49:28.471-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overlooked gifts'/><title type='text'>Jammies, Cookies, Fellowhip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;342. Kadin came into our room as I was feeding Autumn and asked me to zip his jammies.  I did and he was so excited about his jammies he squealed and ran away all giddy and smiling!  Oh, what sweet joy there can be over little things as warm jammies!  Thank You for allowing me that moment, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;341. Made cookies for a fellowship meeting this evening while trying to make dinner and they did not turn out as I had envisioned.  I wasn't going to bring them they were so not good.  But God actually worked a miracle as they were eaten!  In fact, one guy loved them and took the extra home with him!  Thank You, Lord, for Your hand on those cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;340. Fellowship.  Experiencing true biblical fellowship, where you are transparent and other point you to the only One who can save and change you, is a gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1938518202954540659?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1938518202954540659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1938518202954540659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1938518202954540659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1938518202954540659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/jammies-cookies-fellowhip.html' title='Jammies, Cookies, Fellowhip'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2971705985715238700</id><published>2010-02-01T09:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:36:00.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>New...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;339. New chances.  Yes, Your grace is available to me.  Though I mess up in just about every area, you always provide for me and grant me more opportunties to trust You and learn from my mistakes and sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;338. A new blog to hopefully focus my efforts and record God's faithfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;337. A new year, a new month, a new week... opportunties to grow in trusting God and in seeing God at work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2971705985715238700?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2971705985715238700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2971705985715238700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2971705985715238700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2971705985715238700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/new.html' title='New...'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2008161609264256450</id><published>2009-10-30T13:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:09:04.320-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overlooked gifts'/><title type='text'>A Rare Moment of Silence</title><content type='html'>336. A rare moment of silence.  Well, the dryer is running with my FINAL load of laundry.  Yes, praise to God for no dirty laundry in the basement.  Ah, that is amazing and purely a gift from God in our season.  All 5 kiddos are napping... or at least on their beds... and quiet.  Yes, a rare but wonderful rare moment of silence.  I do hear the rain outside though... and the cars going by.  But a rare quiet.  No stinky diapers to change.  No arguments over crayons.  No spilled water.  No screaming of anyone in anger.  And in this rare moment of silence I hear You loud and clear.  You are telling me, reminding me of what You've told me before... You deserve the glory.  You have granted me the gift of children.  You have allowed me to marry the husband I have.  You alone are responsible for this brief reprieve from life's drudgery.  So, my God and King, I thank You for this moment of quiet and realize that the quiet's good... but the noise of a house full of kiddos and a crazy husband is FAR better!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing because kiddo #1 just came out of his room and is standing beside me saying, "Mommy, I napped."  Of course, he didn't nap for I just closed his bedroom door 10 minutes ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2008161609264256450?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2008161609264256450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2008161609264256450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2008161609264256450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2008161609264256450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/10/rare-moment-of-silence.html' title='A Rare Moment of Silence'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6442805542713920213</id><published>2009-10-18T19:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:28:42.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>October Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;335. My hubby planned the best bday for my 35th!  What a wonderful man God has graciously allowed me to marry!  And every year actually gets BETTER!  He planned these surprise meals with people to bless me.  The title was something like, "Finding Joy in the midst of Dirty Diapers and Drug Deals."  The first meal was with a couple we knew back in Chicago shortly after we got married.  They were a couple we were greatly encouraged and spurred on by.  It was incredible meeting up with them again!  The 2nd meal was with our pastor and his family.  What was so neat about that time was it was almost exactly 3 years since we first had a meal with them on the our first Sunday visiting the church before we moved from MD.  Autumn was in the hospital on the morning of what was to be our 3rd meal so perhaps we'll have another opportunity to get with that couple and their kids.  But, Lord, I don't need any more.  My husband has gone all out by organizing these events.  Thank You for him and all he does and is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;334. Papa mowed the garden and the pumpkin patch.  It's all pretty much gone.  But what a fun  experience!  We ended up with 14 pumpkins!  Not bad for a $1.49 pack of seeds!  We had one little marconi pepper, a good amount of tomatoes, lots of zucchini, and some lettuce.  The carrots, onion, and corn were a bust.  But it was a great treat to watch the kiddos as they observed changes in the garden.  Thank You, Lord, for the harvest.  And thank You for my husband's excitement in thinking about next year.  Yes, he already got the kids to help him plant tulip bulbs for the spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;333. Our kiddos have a Papa who loves them so much that he installed a swing in our schoolroom!  Yes, it looks crazy, I'm sure.  But the kiddos LOVE it as they swing from the schoolroom to the foyer!  Thank You, Lord, for giving my kiddos a father who adores them so much that he is not concerned with what's "normal."  And how wonderful it is hearing the kids giggle as they play with Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;332. Thank You, Lord, for allowing me to give birth to Autumn naturally.  Though the labor was more intense due to the amount of time it took, it was a "better" delivery in that my recovery has been so easy.  Lord, You are so kind to me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;331. I went shopping this afternoon and Joshua decided to come along.  I went to Alid and then the Super Walmart.  It was so nice having him with me.  I love so many of his qualities... his attention to detail, his love for God's beautiful creation, his giddiness and excitement over so many things I would normally overlook, his desire to be near me at all times, his constant questioning and desire to know and understand... and more.  Thank You, Lord, for Joshua Caleb and for creating him as you have.  I adore my biggest boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;330. Raquel, a genuine mother's helper!  If you're local and are reading this you know who this young lady is.  Wow!  I am amazed that she comes WEEKLY (thanks to her mom from driving her every week!) to clean our dirty bathrooms and kitchen and allows me time to go grocery shopping without the whole gang or late at night.  Lord, I pray You would help Raquel see how much she blesses me.  May she feel and be assured of Your great pleasure in how she serves our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;329. Our church family providing meals for us has been SO nice.  I love to cook and always think it's unnecessary for others to provide meals for us.  But, I am so thankful to all the wives in our church have done extra work and spent extra money to bless us by providing a meal.  What a tremendous help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;328. Papa-bear was able to work from home the week Autumn was born and then take the next week off.  We had a great time together, just the seven of us.  Tomorrow will be an adjustment for all of us.  But we are so very thankful to the Gift-giver for granting us this unique time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;327. Autumn Glory is home with us and is no longer jaundice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6442805542713920213?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6442805542713920213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6442805542713920213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6442805542713920213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6442805542713920213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-thanks.html' title='October Thanks'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-856344707676834144</id><published>2009-10-11T15:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:08:38.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Autumn Glory</title><content type='html'>326. Autumn Glory... born Monday, October 5th at 3:14pm.  Soooo much to say but I'd rather just enjoy this special new season.  Hopefully I'll remember enough to document it all for later.  Lord God, thank You for creating little Autumn Glory, for knitting her together in my womb, for granting me the privilege to carry her in my body and then to give birth to her not even a week ago.  Thank You for granting a safe delivery, easy recovery for me, and for sustaining our littlest girls' life.  Thank You that You are sustaining her and allowing her to grow and allowed her to come home from the NICU.  We trust You to fulfill Your plans for her life which will be for Your glory and her good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-856344707676834144?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/856344707676834144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=856344707676834144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/856344707676834144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/856344707676834144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/10/autumn-glory.html' title='Autumn Glory'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3366124086177445767</id><published>2009-09-15T04:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T05:19:00.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Big Gifts that are Too Big to Ignore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am bummed I haven't been updating this blog.  There have been SOOOOO many gifts to remember... And prone to forget I am.  Lord, here are just a few to share...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;325. Thank You, Father, for granting me a free copy of the book &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revolution in World Mission&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.  I think that book will become one of my top ten as I am being greatly challenged and provoked to live more for You by being bolder in doing what I can to share the Gospel with the world.  In fact, thank You for helping me to see my neighbors as those You bled and died on the Cross for.  That picture helped me deliver some of our garden tomatoes to Javier and to now pray for him.  Would You grant another opportunity and help me to seize it when I see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;324. Cloth diapering is actually going well!  Surprisingly it is not that big of a deal.  But, I will need more to realistically fully do it with two kids.  Yet, I praise You and thank You for allowing me the finances to get some diapers to try it out and also a willing hubby that supports my stinky ideas that will hopefully save us MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;323. William attended a Men's Retreat on Saturday and was so blessed by his response to my question of how it went: "Excellent!  It was an outstanding Men's Retreat!"  Lord, oh to see You at work in my hubby is just electrifying!  Thank You for this retreat and how You will and are already working in the lives of the men of our church.  I have no doubt the wives will benefit from that time investment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;322. Lord, I am loving my new Bosch mixer!  I can almost see a day when I won't need to run out to the store and get bread for lunch!  What a tremendous difference in the texture and even taste of the bread with this machine!  And our homemade pizza is DELICIOUS!  We'll have to get a pizza stone one day to make it even more authentic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;321. SSR Time!  We started another idea of Papa's that he got from a radio program he heard over the summer.  We are calling it SSR which stands for Special Sabbath Rest.  Basically, it is our way of making Sundays a day that is different from every other day by having a special time (30 minutes for our current season) in the afternoon to do something that allows us to REST in Him.  We've explained it to the kids as a time similar to our morning Quiet Times but special because it can involve something we don't get to in our morning QT like reading a book about God, journalling about what He's done, having an extended time of prayer, listening to something that can grow our affections to for Savior, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;320. Our Family Worship Time led by and spearheaded by our own Papa is a great hit!  I love that William has decided to read through Psalms, have a time of prayer, and then worship time.  The kids are now at the age of being capable of actively participating.  In fact, even Kadin shared his prayer request - for help staying in his bed at nighttime.  Lord, thank You for these precious times as a little family.  Thank You that William is being led to continue growing in his parenting and training of our kiddos.  Thank You for our kiddos response to these times.  May this be a sweet memory they have of growing up, us reading Your Word, praying, and singing songs to You... constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;319. Paloma has made it through TWO Sundays without me being called to get her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;318. I officially have a "Mother's Helper!"  And not just any old mother's helper!  I have the best, dare I say, most sought after 17-year old in our area to help me in any way I need it.  Raquel already knows the kids b/c she's been serving us by babysitting for us every care group not at our home.  We had our first day of her helping last week and I walked in with our groceries to a mopped floor and all dishes washed AND put away!  I actually cried a bit I was so overwhelmed.  Lord, You alone know just how meaningful this service is to me.  May Raquel (and her parents!) be blessed for their great kindness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;317. Received an ENORMOUS deep freezer from the Dancas a couple nights ago.  Wow!  When I emptied our current side by side freezer contents into it is &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; filled it an eighth full!  It's so big I can't reach the very bottom!  Your gifts are so much more than we can imagine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;316. Baby #5 had an irregular heartbeat about a month or more ago but it doesn't seem to be anything to worry about.  So grateful for Norreen (the midwife) and her calm yet swift response.  Thank You that I can go to a midwife opposed to a doctor as that better suits our needs/desires.  You are kind to grant us this, Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3366124086177445767?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3366124086177445767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3366124086177445767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3366124086177445767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3366124086177445767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-gifts-that-are-too-big-to-ignore.html' title='Big Gifts that are Too Big to Ignore'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-606168880676777262</id><published>2009-08-04T21:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:13:00.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>More Gifts from the Giver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;315. Another Paperbackswap credit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;314. Lots of movement from Baby #5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;313. Another day ended exhausted but thankful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;312. Children dirty from good play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;311. Three new windows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;310. Good memories of childhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;309. News of babies being knit together in the womb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;308. Children fed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;307. A husband sharing temptations so that I can pray for more specifically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;306. Tears shed over my transgression and His undeserved forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;305. Swollen pregnant hands and feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;304. Prayers answered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;303. Faith-building and sacrificial giving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;302. Rolls made by scratch and a son excited to partake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;301. Folded towels and sheets by a friend&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-606168880676777262?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/606168880676777262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=606168880676777262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/606168880676777262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/606168880676777262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-gifts-from-giver.html' title='More Gifts from the Giver'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6027502970980741898</id><published>2009-07-28T20:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:34:27.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Gifts My Eyes Have Seen Recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lord,  it is easy to see misery when my focus is on self.  But when I open my eyes to see as You see, my view changes drastically!  Thank You, Father, for these visible gifts and the greatest gift that can never be taken away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;300. A friend struggling in her faith attending church and being cared for by God's people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;299. Children excitedly eating a treat of ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;298. A mother shedding tears of joy over having all of her grown children worshipping God together in church.  Lord, may I be that blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;297. Distant relatives enjoying the gift of family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;296. A grandfather sitting cross-legged on the carpet playing with his grandson Hamilton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;295. A husband, my Papa-son, diligently teaching our kiddos about God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6027502970980741898?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6027502970980741898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6027502970980741898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6027502970980741898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6027502970980741898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/gifts-my-eyes-have-seen-recently.html' title='Gifts My Eyes Have Seen Recently'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5694890880300556773</id><published>2009-07-23T19:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:43:47.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words from the kiddos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Joshua Prays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;294. My four-year old Joshua prayed for me yesterday morning at the breakfast table after seeing me not able to hold back my tears.  I was sharing with William some struggles and respond to one of William's questions by saying, "I just can't see clearly" meaning my situation.  Well, my smart, attentive, and compassionate Joshua said, "Mommy, I can pray for you."  And this is what he prayed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Jesus, help Mommy's eyes to feel better so that she can see clearly.  Help her not to be angry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The other night when William had a meeting he prayed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Jesus, help Daddy and Mommy to know how to train us, me, Joshua, Saraina, Kadin, and Paloma.  Help them to know how to teach us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Wow!  Wow!  I am humbled.  I am so thankful for You, Lord.  That Your would allow me to have a child who even at the age of four prays for me.  Bless him.  Use him mightily for Your kingdom and glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5694890880300556773?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5694890880300556773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5694890880300556773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5694890880300556773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5694890880300556773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/joshua-prays.html' title='Joshua Prays'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7194755251460382930</id><published>2009-07-21T10:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:23:26.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><title type='text'>The Harvest Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;293. The harvest is coming in!  We're getting zucchini, lettuce and the tomatoes are almost ready too!  All this is possible from a generous blessing of "seed" money a friend sent us out of the blue.  &lt;i&gt;Charity &amp;amp; Ryan, your gift continues to bless us and is also allowing us to bless others!  Thank you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SmXb1vkDnGI/AAAAAAAABe8/W5zvPAEkpvQ/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360932647801691234" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SmXb1V8exAI/AAAAAAAABe0/nSkqExFmeUc/s320/IMG_2652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360932640924812290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7194755251460382930?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7194755251460382930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7194755251460382930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7194755251460382930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7194755251460382930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/harvest-begins.html' title='The Harvest Begins!'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SmXb1vkDnGI/AAAAAAAABe8/W5zvPAEkpvQ/s72-c/IMG_2653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1320290959714349248</id><published>2009-06-27T04:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:36:52.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Saraina's hernia - repaired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;292. Saraina's surgery to repair her umbilical hernia... completed as of yesterday, June 26th!  Thankful William's work load was such (and his priority to be home with our other children during a time like this!) that everything went fairly smoothly.  Lord, thank You for granting our family a sweet time of petitioning You to heal her without medical intervention, thank You for reminding me that You are the healer, for Saraina's surgery being scheduled first thing in the morning, for good hospital care, for our health insurance, for Saraina's response to the entire experience, for the alone time I was able to have with my sweet biggest girl, for strength to complete all You had in store for me though I was weary, for a husband who is the greatest husband I could ever imagine and the unbelievable Daddy he is to our kiddos!  My cup is truly overflowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1320290959714349248?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1320290959714349248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1320290959714349248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1320290959714349248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1320290959714349248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/sarainas-hernia-repaired.html' title='Saraina&apos;s hernia - repaired!'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6180265968505234343</id><published>2009-05-28T20:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:23:39.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Pastoral Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;291. Our pastors are such gifts!  In fact, Lord, You are awesome in how You provide Your people with shepherds to help us guard our souls and treasure the Gospel.  Thank You, Lord, for Tab and Josh and how they ALWAYS make time for whoever is in need.  I recently needed some pastoral help and ended up speaking with both of them at separate times and ended both conversations even more thankful for these men and their wives!  Bless them and their families, O Great God!  Oops!  I left out our new pastor, Jamie.  Lord, I have already been on the receiving end of our newest pastor's gifts as I can now listen to the message in the hallway thanks to the new speaker!  Oh what a gift that is to so many moms and dads who walk the halls with sick or sleeping children.  Thank You, Lord God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6180265968505234343?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6180265968505234343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6180265968505234343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6180265968505234343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6180265968505234343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/pastoral-care.html' title='Pastoral Care'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-346907865666595486</id><published>2009-05-22T19:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:24:36.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical health'/><title type='text'>Our Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;290. Had a chiropractor appointment which included a 25-minute massage!  I'm still in shock at how quickly I'm feeling better since starting back up at the chiro!  Lord, I am so, so grateful You have made a way for me to go again.  You are merciful to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;289. Made it to my midwife appointment without problem and b/c Papa-Bear is home I was able to go solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;288. Daddy was off today!  Always a gift having my Hubby around all day.  He's my favorite person to be with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;287. New fence completed!  Already enjoying the extra benefits!  And how sweet the blessing is knowing that we were able to pay cash and not incur any debt.  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitneykiddos.blogspot.com/2008/04/sallie-mae-kicked-to-curb.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We paid off all our debt just over a year ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  Well, not 100%.  We do have a mortgage but hope to pay that off long before it's due!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-346907865666595486?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/346907865666595486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=346907865666595486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/346907865666595486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/346907865666595486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-week.html' title='Our Week'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5342270944459819965</id><published>2009-05-18T10:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:07:46.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>90 Months of Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;286. Celebrating 90 months of marriage!  Yesterday, May 17 we hit our 90 Month Anniversary.  Yes, we celebrate (or simply recognize) our marriage monthly in some way.  Often it's a little "happy anniversary" verbally and other times it's a more deliberate recounting of God's kindness to us in allowing us to be joined together as hubby and wifey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To my Prince William,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If time would permit, I'd write the top 90 reasons I love being married to you.  Yet, there seems to be so much going on these days I can barely make time to plan our dinner menu.  But can I tell you (again) how wonderful you are to me and how I thank our Great God for the incredibly overwhelming blessing of having you for my husband.  You are my favorite person to be with and experience life with.  I know God's kindness more from being married to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loving you more each day,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;~wfy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5342270944459819965?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5342270944459819965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5342270944459819965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5342270944459819965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5342270944459819965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/90-months-of-marriage.html' title='90 Months of Marriage'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7589335644373632029</id><published>2009-05-07T06:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:27:24.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical health'/><title type='text'>Back Pain</title><content type='html'>285. My back went out on Monday night (or was it Sunday night?  I can't remember!) and as a result I could not get up in the middle of the night for the kiddos.  Seriously, things went really bad when I sneezed because the pain in my back literally knocked the breath out of me.  I had to wait for William to get out of the shower for him to help me up!  I called out when I heard Bethany come in but she didn't hear me.  It's crazy!  When William helped me get up and get in a better position on the bed, we just laughed, which caused more pain!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am writing about this on my Gratitude blog because the Lord, in His kindness, used my pain to give me a greater glimpse of His unparalleled care for me.  The pain I felt literally caused me to audibly call on Him, even in moments I wouldn't necessarily choose to do that.  And that is good.  Pain is humbling.  And it's also relative.  I think about the pain my Lord suffered on account of MY sin as He bore the wrath I could never stand to bear.  He endured therefore I can endure through Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing that can ever separate me from His unstoppable, unshakeable love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, Lord, I thank You for allowing me to endure this pain that I can see You all the more!  Yes, I am ready to for this new day and all You have in store for me to see/experience/do/be for my good, and more importantly, for Your Great Glory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7589335644373632029?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7589335644373632029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7589335644373632029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7589335644373632029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7589335644373632029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-pain.html' title='Back Pain'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7030652709951066323</id><published>2009-04-30T07:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:35:31.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Thinking Back on Our Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;284. May I not forget the blessing of having others lift me/our family up in prayer.  Lord, that truly is a kindness, perhaps the greatest kindness someone can do for me/us.  Bless those that have interceded on our behalf.  Thank You for each one of them, known and unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;283. Thank You for allowing us the stre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ngth necessary to plant phase one of our veggies in our garden.  And though they don't look well I am praising You for the opportunity to try.  Indeed You can do all things, great God!  May the rain we continue to receive help our garden to flourish and provide food for our family and others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;282. Though it's been a little tougher securing coupons since we had to cancel (again) our newspaper delivery service, You continue to show me that I don't need tons of coupons to save money.  Thank You for the coupons I do have (and for those that are so generous to pass them along to me - wink, wink) and for reminding me that a budget is good. It is good to have boundaries.  It is good to remind myself that I don't NEED everything on my list which helps me make calls to be a wise steward.  Continue to help me grow in being like the Proverbs 31 woman who "looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;281. Though I've said it before, Lord, it so blesses my soul to hear my children pray.  Oh my great God!  You are so wonderful!  Thank You for granting us three little ones that ASK us if they can pray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;280. Made it through another busy week of Papa-bear having back to back night meetings.  Thank You for William's job and the provision that it provides our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;279. My breast ultrasound went well.  No cyst found in the location of my pain.  Most likely the pain is a result of a bruised muscle or even broken rib from my cough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;278. Baby #5 is looking good in the womb!  Ultrasound to measure the fibroids didn't find them much large than my previous pregnancy with Paloma.  We hope to find out the sex of Baby #5 though we've opted to not find out with all the others.  This round, though, I'd like to only have the clothes I need out!  Also, the other biggie for me was to make sure we're only expecting ONE new arrival in October as we would have to get a straight-up full-size van if that were not the case.  Don't get me wrong, I'd be thrilled with twins but am also thrilled to receive this news as well.  Thank You, Lord God, for knowing exactly what we need and mercifully granting us way more than we deserve.  We are so excited for this new Baby to enter the world and be used for Your Kingdom!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's a picture of Baby #5 with his/her hand in their mouth.  The Baby is just shy of 15 weeks in this picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SfmahZzHeYI/AAAAAAAABS8/TmWDUvKwgyU/s400/20090428082810031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330461532621339010" /&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/5724978704819095522-7030652709951066323?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7030652709951066323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7030652709951066323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7030652709951066323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7030652709951066323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinking-back-on-our-week.html' title='Thinking Back on Our Week'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SfmahZzHeYI/AAAAAAAABS8/TmWDUvKwgyU/s72-c/20090428082810031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1676582104711319177</id><published>2009-04-20T08:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:35:28.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acts of the kiddos'/><title type='text'>Joshua Worships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;277. Joshua went to church with Daddy yesterday which meant he had to leave early so Daddy could practice with the Music Team before the meeting began.  I came later with the other three, all with runny noses and/or a cough, thinking I'd keep them with me in the meeting and Joshua would go to his class.  Did things ever change from what I was anticipating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua decided to stay with me and the other three for worship while Daddy was playing.  It was one of the most memorable times of worship for me because Joshua, all on his own, stood up from his seat, moved over to where I was standing, and began clapping along with me.  I was stunned and so very thankful to see him choose to worship at church for the very first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the kiddos love to worship in the comfort of our own home, not worrying about anyone watching them, but they would never participate in worship at church even if I tried to prepare them by going over some of the songs (if I knew them in advance b/c William was playing that week).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You, Lord, for Joshua deciding to worship with me and our church family yesterday!  Oh, I asked Joshua at bedtime why he decided to stand up and clap and he said, "I just looked around and did what the other people were doing."  Yep.  Isn't that how it starts?  Doing what he sees others doing.  Thank You also, Lord, for a church family that is not ashamed of worshipping You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1676582104711319177?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1676582104711319177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1676582104711319177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1676582104711319177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1676582104711319177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/joshua-worships.html' title='Joshua Worships'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1833507392634594251</id><published>2009-04-14T21:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:25:01.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words from the kiddos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Food, Kids, and a Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;276. Thank You, Lord, for helping me with my impromptu Baking/Prep Day today!  I had fun baking Super Power Muffins, Banana Bread, rolls, and making and then freezing hamburger patties for Papa-Bear to throw on the grill on warmer weather days, and one batch of Kidney Bean and Ham Soup which I froze for a later meal.  Yippee!  I certainly felt Your nearness and know that I could only do this by Your grace.  Thank You for always being so kind to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;275. Joshua asked if he could pray at bedtime this evening and this is how he began, "Dear Lord, please help us children to become Christians."  I was stunned!  That is all him speaking to God on his own.  Joshua, Saraina, Kadin and I then had a short but special conversation about how to become a Christian.  Well, two-year old Kadin wanted to pray then.  His prayer included, "Help Joshua and Nay Nay and Mony to obey."  Afterwards, Kadin asked Saraina if she wanted to pray.  She simply said, "No.  I'll pray when I become a Christian."  Thank You for conversations like those that remind me that there is no aspect of our lives that go unnoticed by You.  Draw their hearts, Lord... for Your glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;274. A full, sweet day being Mommy to my kiddos.  Lord, thank You for all of our kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;273. Papa-bear purchased a new-used car to replace the Jetta.  So far, things are going well with Lil Red.  He got a pretty stripped down maroon 1995 Geo Prism.  The car has incredibly low miles and was kept in a garage.  Lord, thank You!  You faithfully provide for every thing we need.  Not one detail is overlooked by You.  And thank You, Lord, for a husband that desires to please You in all things, especially by the way he stewards the money You are entrusting to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1833507392634594251?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1833507392634594251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1833507392634594251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1833507392634594251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1833507392634594251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-kids-and-car.html' title='Food, Kids, and a Car'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5384341577161025805</id><published>2009-03-27T21:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:10:04.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><title type='text'>Farewell, Rudi!</title><content type='html'>272. I purchased Rudi, our green Jetta, in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey back in 1996 during my first year teaching.  I purposely got 4-doors because though I was extremely far from being married, I wanted her "to see children."  Well, the ole girl almost made it to see Baby #5!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rudi had her final commute home on Thursday night when William called from about 10 minutes away to tell me that the car sounded like the back wheels were going to fall off and he had no rear brakes.  Poor gal crossed over into the "unreliable" category but made it to over 192K miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the reason for this post is to thank God for 12 years with that car!  What a gift!  We are so grateful God had allowed us to drive that car way longer paid for that not.  We certainly have gotten our money out of that car.  And to show how God is more than generous, we sold the car in less than 24-hours and didn't even need to leave our house or post an ad anywhere.  The guy next door ended up being the buyer (after about at least 10 calls from people simply driving by) for the grand price of $425!  Praise God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only God could work out such a story.  Alejandro, the new owner, simply backed the car out of our driveway and parked her in the driveway next door!  Lord, You are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/5724978704819095522-5384341577161025805?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5384341577161025805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5384341577161025805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5384341577161025805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5384341577161025805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell-rudi.html' title='Farewell, Rudi!'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-4525508879176915003</id><published>2009-03-27T05:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:21:09.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Playing on the Porch</title><content type='html'>271. The three bigger kiddos were all playing outside on the porch yesterday before lunch.  How nice!  Though we still don't have the fence we hope to have one day, I saw the blessing of having multiple children close in age at play yesterday... for they had such a good time together.  I set out the kitchen play items and gave them some of our old homemade play dough to have fun with and they were as happy as can be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, thank You for granting us these children so close in age!  People always talk about "how nice it'll be when they are all older" but I see the blessing now.  And thank You for giving us an oldest child who is so responsible at his young age.  He does such a great job alerting to situations I need to deal with (i.e. if Kadin starts to go off the porch!).  I so love these kiddos You've granted us to raise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-4525508879176915003?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4525508879176915003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=4525508879176915003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4525508879176915003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4525508879176915003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-on-porch.html' title='Playing on the Porch'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7850585698563331730</id><published>2009-03-17T20:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:40:31.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Random Praises from our Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;270. Hearing (for what seems like the millionth time) a stranger say, "Your kids are so well behaved?!  They're all so good!"  Lord, You alone receive the glory for that for I am fully aware of my sin in trying to train them.  Thank You, Lord God, for being so incredibly merciful to me.  They really are good kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;269. Putting our sweetie pie Paloma Joy down for nite nite and watching her slip her little thumb in her mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;268. Watching seeds sprout and live emerge from dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;267. Being a part of the Body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;266. Experiencing moments of nausea but knowing it will only last for a season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;265. Eating in the sunshine, watching the kiddos feet dangle from the big picnic table, and hearing their sweet giggles at lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;264. Walking in the sunshine with the kiddos to the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7850585698563331730?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7850585698563331730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7850585698563331730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7850585698563331730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7850585698563331730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-praises-from-our-day.html' title='Random Praises from our Day'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7567348719680899394</id><published>2009-03-12T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:57:08.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>263. My hope in Christ is sure!  Therefore, I can enjoy the blessings of being hope-filled as I look to heaven and eternity.  That is a gift that Jesus paid with His life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7567348719680899394?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7567348719680899394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7567348719680899394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7567348719680899394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7567348719680899394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1885907810861717039</id><published>2009-03-09T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:35:46.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Another Blessing</title><content type='html'>William and I keep meaning to put a blog post up on our big news but our days are just FULL.  But today, my 12th Spiritual Birthday, seemed like the perfect time to share our special news with the world...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;262. Baby #5 is due October 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1885907810861717039?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1885907810861717039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1885907810861717039' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1885907810861717039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1885907810861717039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-blessing.html' title='Another Blessing'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2949147736940579661</id><published>2009-03-02T14:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:00:45.850-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words from the kiddos'/><title type='text'>Missionary in Training</title><content type='html'>261. This morning Saraina-bug informed Daddy of some important news.  Here's a retelling of the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saraina: I work in Mexico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy: Oh, what kind of work do you do in Mexico?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saraina: I do missions work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy stunned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saraina:  But I live in New Jersey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, I do pray that You would use these kids to draw more to Yourself.  Give them a heart for Your Gospel.  Equip them to speak Your truth in love.  Thank You for BLee's influence on the kiddos.  May they grow up eager to do Kingdom work, for Your glory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2949147736940579661?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2949147736940579661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2949147736940579661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2949147736940579661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2949147736940579661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/missionary-in-training.html' title='Missionary in Training'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-873496690792408480</id><published>2009-02-28T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:53:34.914-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><title type='text'>Stewarding</title><content type='html'>260. What a joy it is stewarding what God has generously given us.  And, Lord, You have blessed our small attempts greatly.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~split chicken breast on sale for 97 cents a pound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~free chocolate (after sale and coupons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~$50 cash from selling our old TV stand on Craigslist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~buying books for our Home school from the gift cards earned through Swagbucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~free soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Raisin Bran on sale for 29 cents a box (after sale, in-store coupon, and manufacturer coupon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~family that encourages this frugal lifestyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~cheap spices that make simple foods rich in taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~8 pounds of rice for $1.98&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the list could go on and on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, you are so kind to provide us with everything we need and so, so, so much more.  You are so good to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-873496690792408480?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/873496690792408480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=873496690792408480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/873496690792408480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/873496690792408480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/stewarding.html' title='Stewarding'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1946650356467078503</id><published>2009-02-17T13:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:56:57.145-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Rest Time for All</title><content type='html'>259. Rest Time.  PJ is sleeping, Kadin is quiet in his room (possibly snoozing), Saraina and Joshua are on the couch in the office reading books side by side.  I'm off to read a chapter in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mom-Just-Like-You/dp/0805425861"&gt;A Mom Just Like You a&lt;/a&gt;nd a little bit of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Well-Trained-Mind-Guide-Classical-Education/dp/0393047520"&gt;The Well-Trained Mind&lt;/a&gt;.  God, You are so good to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1946650356467078503?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1946650356467078503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1946650356467078503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1946650356467078503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1946650356467078503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/259.html' title='Rest Time for All'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-8632405625944602049</id><published>2009-02-09T19:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:19:17.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>A few to recount...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are a few blessings I'm recounting this evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;258. Kadin, Saraina, &amp;amp; Joshua all ask to pray before we eat and are very concerned when someone doesn't.  Oh Lord, to see You at work in them is so amazing!  Joshua is now asking us if he can say the prayer before a meal or bedtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;257. William.  Pops, I was struggling this morning, as you graciously pointed out this morning, and I felt your care.  Thank You, Lord, for my husband who "washes me with the Word" and cares so tenderly for me.  You, William, are so good to me.  I thank God for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;256. My children love God's Word.  Thank You for allowing me to see their excitement over Scripture and to be spurred on by it!  Oh would you continue to grow that, O God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;255.  Learned my first memory verse in Spanish (thanks to BLee's encouragement and Spanish Bible).  It is so neat to say and read a verse in Spanish.  I actually think it is causing me to consider each word a bit more.  Lord, I know I cannot learn Spanish without Your intervention.  Help me!  I desire to communicate with our Spanish-speaking neighbors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;254. We had a great date on Saturday night, actually a double date!  What made it even sweeter was we were able to pay with gift cards William got over Christmas.  Oh Lord, it is good to fellowship with other couples sometimes.  Indeed I think I laughed harder and longer than I had in a really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;253. Joshua read for the first time this afternoon!  He sounded out CAT and his eyes lit up!  He gave me a high five and said, "Oooo.  I want another one, Mommy!"  I then went through the -AT family and he had  tough time but he read some of them.  Oh Lord!  You know I loved teaching those 5.5 years and adored those kids.  But, You know just how incredible it was hearing my first child read his first word.  Thank You, Father, for this bit of undeserved and unearned grace.  Thank You for this day of teaching my kiddos at home.  I'm in awe of Your kindness to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-8632405625944602049?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8632405625944602049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=8632405625944602049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/8632405625944602049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/8632405625944602049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-to-recount.html' title='A few to recount...'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7806202896847198895</id><published>2009-02-02T20:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:12:14.182-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><title type='text'>The Garage Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;252. We had a fun fam time last night going to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.  We're doing something "special" each Sunday in February (thanks to a crazy generous gift from Charity, $100 to "make a memory").  The garage door broke as we were leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;251. Garage door fixed this afternoon / evening.  And though it cost a lot, it works!  We can all leave the house safely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;250. Garage door broke but didn't kill me.  Seriously.  Lord, Your timing is perfect.  I ran inside to get the kiddos a cheese stick to hold them over till dinner when the garage door snapped off the chain and crashed down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7806202896847198895?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7806202896847198895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7806202896847198895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7806202896847198895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7806202896847198895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/garage-door.html' title='The Garage Door'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2068085774292696199</id><published>2009-01-29T12:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:20:42.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Pops, Home Schooling, Plumbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;249. My Prince and I have such fun together.  Being married is wonderful!  What a gift from You!  Last night we decided (impromptu, of course!) to rearrange our main floor!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Looking forward to seeing you after your night meeting, Pops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;248. Started officially home schooling the kiddos this week after Hubby and I sat down and talked through our goals and thoughts.  I am sure we will re-evaluate as we continue to move forward but we are beginning with a unified vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;247. Plumber fixed our leak!  Did a great job!  And we got a very good rate for his services (Hubby knows the guy through his job).  To top it off I was able to pay guy in cash.  Yipee!  Paid in full means no seeing it later on a credit card statement!  Thank You, Lord God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2068085774292696199?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2068085774292696199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2068085774292696199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2068085774292696199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2068085774292696199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/pops-home-schooling-plumbing.html' title='Pops, Home Schooling, Plumbing'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2866672374543568532</id><published>2009-01-24T08:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:36:00.455-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><title type='text'>Jetta Running in the Cold</title><content type='html'>246. Jetta started yesterday.  William was able to drive her to work.  It also started this morning despite it being 3 degrees outside!  Thank You, O Gracious One!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2866672374543568532?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2866672374543568532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2866672374543568532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2866672374543568532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2866672374543568532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/jetta-running-in-cold.html' title='Jetta Running in the Cold'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7113757327888517612</id><published>2009-01-21T20:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:55:45.583-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Books, Butter, and More Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;245. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whiter Than Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Meditations on Sin and Mercy by Paul David Tripp.  Received this book over Christmas and am reading one chapter/meditation per week to be reminded of my sinfulness and His amazing grace.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Thanks, Papa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;244. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Mom Just Like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Vickie Farris &amp;amp; Jayme Farris Metzgar.  Received this book as a gift and just cried as I read the 2 brief parts before the Intro.  What a blessing that book will be and is already.  I plan to read a chapter once a week to be encouraged as I seek to home school our kiddos.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks, B!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;243. Almond butter in the fridge.  Thank You, Lord, for giving us the money to allow me to take advantage of that sale on almond butter last month!  Almond butter in the fridge is SUCH a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;242. BLee letting me borrow her car and run to the library to pick up my books that were being held!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7113757327888517612?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7113757327888517612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7113757327888517612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7113757327888517612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7113757327888517612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/books-butter-and-more-books.html' title='Books, Butter, and More Books'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3727238339981533013</id><published>2009-01-20T05:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:53:24.308-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words from the kiddos'/><title type='text'>Joshua's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;241. Daddy had a meeting last night.  It was just me and the kiddos.  I got the meal ready and we all joined hands to thank God.  Well, to my surprise, Joshua asked to say the prayer.  Of course, I obliged.  Here's what he prayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Amen.  Dear Jesus, thank You for our dinner.  Thank You for Mommy giving us our food.  And thank You for Saraina and Kadin.  Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No words can adequately describe how that makes this Mama's heart feel.  Lord, You are good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3727238339981533013?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3727238339981533013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3727238339981533013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3727238339981533013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3727238339981533013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/joshuas-prayer.html' title='Joshua&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-9132436400253520128</id><published>2009-01-15T14:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:41:07.461-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>A Long List of Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;240. Knowing there are many praying for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;239. Money to register for a Marriage Retreat in MN and BLee all set to watch the bigger three!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;238. An American Express gift card we didn't know we had that has $$ on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;237. A scheduled date night this evening!!!!!  I love time alone with my hubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;236. time to blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;235. Saraina asking me for a hug a lunchtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;234. Paloma not spitting up lots anymore and settling in to a nice schedule that works well with the other kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;233. Joshua asking to "do school" constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;232. Impromptu conversations with other adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;231. Fun Christmas gifts the kiddos got from random fam members.  They will make homeschooling and home managing a bit more manageable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;230. The minivan working.  William has had to take it to work every day this week since it has been so cold and the Jetta won't start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;229. Reading an article for care group on Judging Others.  Not done but already grateful for what I have already read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;228. The sound of child's creative play.  Kids really don't need much to have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;227. A home with heat and warm, clean clothes for each of us to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;226. Attending the homeschool meeting of my church.  Those women are such "powerhouses" of the faith and so encourage me as a mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;225. Sleep in my own bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;224. Kadin David's 2nd birthday.  For more on our little manimal, go HERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;223. a new computer (we're MAC peeps now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-9132436400253520128?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9132436400253520128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=9132436400253520128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/9132436400253520128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/9132436400253520128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-list-of-blessings.html' title='A Long List of Blessings'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3892501204608225839</id><published>2008-11-25T06:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:10:04.057-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Busy Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;222. Thank You, Father, for granting me this busy season. I never would have imagined or even desired this season eight years ago but You, in Your perfect sovereignty knew what would bring You glory and what would be best for me. You are infinitely kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for putting me in a position to celebrate the birthday of my spouse (back in August) and then celebrate my own bday (back in Oct.) with our little fam in our own little way. Thank You for giving us two kiddos bdays to celebrate in November (JCW &amp;amp; SEW) along with Thanksgiving and our anniversary! Oh... and to kick off the Christmas season with anticipation to soon celebrate another child's bday (in Jan.)!  And to think that another little one (PJW) will be half a year by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are busy. But that IS a blessing. I don't want it to stop! You have granted me opportunity after opportunity to sing Your praise. Would You grow me in this area, Lord? Remind me to continually turn my selfish gaze to You. The One worthy of all praise, all glory, all honor, and all that I have to offer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3892501204608225839?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3892501204608225839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3892501204608225839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3892501204608225839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3892501204608225839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-seasons.html' title='Busy Seasons'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5451547246772210065</id><published>2008-11-19T09:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:33:33.461-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Intercession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;221. Lord, You overflow my cup!  I am wowed by how often I get an email, phone call, note, or how someone will post a comment on one of our blogs telling me they are or have been praying for me.  Thank You, Lord, for those individuals who have been led by Your Spirit to pray for me.  Would you pour out Your mercy and blessing on them this new day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5451547246772210065?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5451547246772210065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5451547246772210065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5451547246772210065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5451547246772210065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/intercession.html' title='Intercession'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6561741357107964639</id><published>2008-11-17T19:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:55:30.371-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>220. Today marks our SEVENTH ANNIVERSARY!  Celebrating God's kindness to me by allowing me to be married to my prince. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Father, for the gift of marriage.  Grow our love for one another as we live for The Audience of One.  May our marriage point our children to You.  Help us to remember the marriage is sacred and a gift that must not be neglected.  And though we love our kiddos, remind us often that our marriage comes before them.  Indeed when our marriage is strong and in the proper place, our parenting will be better.  Show us where we are prone to drift from what You have called us to and give us the strength necessary to fight those temptations with faith.  All for Your glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my prince, William... I still do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6561741357107964639?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6561741357107964639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6561741357107964639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6561741357107964639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6561741357107964639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5095976074594552722</id><published>2008-11-12T09:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:21:06.786-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>God's Purposes Will Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;219. Proverbs 19:21 says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the LORD that will stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You, my Rock and Redeemer, for having purposes set out for me today.  And thank You that Your purposes, not mine, WILL STAND.  I am comforted by that wonderful truth for I know I can do no good thing without Your divine and perfect intervention and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5095976074594552722?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5095976074594552722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5095976074594552722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5095976074594552722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5095976074594552722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/gods-purposes-will-stand.html' title='God&apos;s Purposes Will Stand'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2156452144603115815</id><published>2008-11-03T09:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:47:51.236-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>My Prince William</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;218. Lord, I LOVE being married.  Thank You for the gift of marriage.  Specifically, thank You for allowing me to be married to WDW!  We have so much fun doing life together.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You for his corny humor (most of which I don't get, which makes it that much funnier) that lightens the most tense of situations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You for gifting him to work with his hands.  I love watching him fix ceiling fans, lights, lawn mowers, and do annoying tasks that bless me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love hearing him as he walks takes training opportunities that frequently arise.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love how he plans dates nights that are right up my alley.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love how he finds me attractive especially when I feel completely the opposite.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love how he makes time EVERY day to meet with You and seek You before starting his work day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love how he sees "my" side of the family as "his" family.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love that we are approaching our 7 YEAR ANNIVERSARY and are more in love with one another now than when we first married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You, Father, for my Hubby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2156452144603115815?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2156452144603115815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2156452144603115815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2156452144603115815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2156452144603115815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-prince-william.html' title='My Prince William'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2090836818372935877</id><published>2008-10-30T12:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:56:53.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><title type='text'>Savings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;217. Went to the grocery store this morning with the kiddos. The kiddos did another GREAT job. It's always a training opportunity when I take them with me shopping! (Training for them and me!) But aside from the blessing of the kiddos doing well, look at all the Lord provided for us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263021591808539202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SQoCQMj1ekI/AAAAAAAABI0/1bdOj7ZmYfo/s400/food+35dollars.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that abundance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's the specifics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 cans sweetened condensed milk (for dulce de leche!)&lt;br /&gt;1 hothouse cucumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 loaves bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 dozen eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 bag hamburger buns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 bags of salad mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 pack food coloring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6 boxes jello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 box red velvet cake (for Saraina-bug's bday! She picked this out!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 avocado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 box Apple Cinnamon Cheerios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 Kraft Deluxe Mac-n-Cheese (for those rough days!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 cups of yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 bags of shredded cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 boxes Life cereal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 boxes Strawberry Mini Wheats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1 jar FrogRanch all natural salsa (couldn't pass up!  Was marked down to 65 cents!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the grand total? $35.29! Praise God! I saved $47.32! AND I earned $5 off my next shopping trip! Talk about exceedingly, adbundantly more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That IS a gift from The Giver! Thanks You, O Great God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2090836818372935877?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2090836818372935877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2090836818372935877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2090836818372935877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2090836818372935877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/savings.html' title='Savings!'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SQoCQMj1ekI/AAAAAAAABI0/1bdOj7ZmYfo/s72-c/food+35dollars.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5508665541664904487</id><published>2008-10-28T07:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:14:33.958-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words from the kiddos'/><title type='text'>Impromptu Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;216. I took the boys with me to CVS for a quick run to get some cheap candy for our neighbors who may stop by on the 31st. Joshua saw some really tacky and scary Halloween decorations and inquired why they were in the store. After a brief response I hear him singing rather loudly, "O be careful little eyes what you see! For the Father up above is looking down in love so be careful little eyes what you see!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amen. Amen. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5508665541664904487?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5508665541664904487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5508665541664904487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5508665541664904487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5508665541664904487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/impromptu-songs.html' title='Impromptu Songs'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7914941984923352130</id><published>2008-10-24T13:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:58:10.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;215. Bethany taught me how to sew using a new (oldie, but goodie) sewing machine from Grammy. I've actually had it in my possesion for a while but haven't had any time to actually LEARN how to use it. And I'm not one of those folks who can just read it and learn it. I need to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you learned anything new lately? Well, I forget how hard it is learning something. And my take-away is that it is tough learning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But BLee (as I now like to refer to Bethany) was patient and knowledgeable and was a believer in making something as a means of learning the craft/art of sewing. Cool. What to make?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For as long as I've lived in this big 'ole house on the corner I've wanted curtains. Well, enter project one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As couple of weeks back I purchased a greatly discounted shower curtain from Walmart that my fashion-less eye though might make a good curtain in our kitchen. So, with much help from BLee (especially with the pinning! There must be a trick to pinning.) I made my first curtain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wanna see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, you can laugh. I won't know unless you tell me. Even then, I'm just so amazed that I was able to do it that I won't be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's my unfinished kitchen curtain. (I will add a valance... some day in the near future.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taa dah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260795903893568594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SQIaAG9n_FI/AAAAAAAABIk/uzC720FTLxI/s400/IMG_1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for the gift of learning.  You could've made us in such a way that we could not learn but not so.  You, in Your mercy, kindness, greatness, and love, made us in Your image to create things.  So, thank You for providing everything I needed to make these curtains.  To You be the glory!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7914941984923352130?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7914941984923352130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7914941984923352130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7914941984923352130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7914941984923352130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SQIaAG9n_FI/AAAAAAAABIk/uzC720FTLxI/s72-c/IMG_1482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1539166938543342259</id><published>2008-10-07T14:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:56:05.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;214. Silence.  Lord, thank You for granting me this brief period of SILENCE.  You provide me with ALL I need.  Even the little moments of silence that I desperately need to "regroup" and prepare my heart for the rest of the day.  Only You know exactly what I'm talking about so I thank You, O Sovereign One, for knowing me so intimately that You are giving me a few moments to hear the ticking of the clock.  The clicking of this keyboard.  The sound gentle hum of vehicles passing by our home as they travel on the wet roads.  Oh it is good to enjoy silence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1539166938543342259?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1539166938543342259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1539166938543342259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1539166938543342259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1539166938543342259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5274616190326480062</id><published>2008-09-20T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:04:36.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>213. On our date this evening, Hubby shared with me some precious memories he's thought about recently.  Lord, it is a gift from you being able to recount moments we've shared together.  Thank You for our memories which allow us to remember just how faithful, kind, merciful, and loving You are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5274616190326480062?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5274616190326480062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5274616190326480062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5274616190326480062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5274616190326480062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/09/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1932470256945648581</id><published>2008-09-19T23:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:27:59.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;212. Thank You, Lord, for how exhausted I feel right now.  That seems strange but it's really quite beautiful.  I am exhausted because it has been a full day of doing the work you have set before me: grocery shopping, cleaning, training kiddos, cooking, changing diapers, folding clothes, more shopping, attending care group, and more.  So I am exhausted but will climb into bed with a smile tonight.  I can smile and be filled with joy because I am fully aware of your sustaining power.  You, Father, have sovereignly given me this day to live, experience, teach, learn, be challenged, work, laugh and I thank You for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You truly are the Giver of all good things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1932470256945648581?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1932470256945648581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1932470256945648581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1932470256945648581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1932470256945648581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/09/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-9102949230481185769</id><published>2008-09-17T13:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:55:03.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>New Box, New Binder, New Journal</title><content type='html'>211. Empty big boxes!  Lord, what fun kids can have with empty boxes of all sizes.  Thank You for the gift card we received that allowed us to get a new highchair and a new big box!  The kids have enjoyed creative play and I see my need for You more as I try to be consistent in training them to play in a kind way together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;210. My coupon binder is such a gift, Lord.  Having an organizational tool that allows me to file and quickly find coupons to save our family money is such a blessing.  Lord, keep me very aware of the fact that ANY money I save through this venture is simply and completely evidence of YOUR amazing kindness and grace in supplying all of our family's needs and so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;209. Beginning a new journal and looking over the one I just completed is a big gift from the Lord.  It is a log of what the Lord has led me to read and learn about Him.  This morning as I began copying my prayer list to my new journal I just marveled at the blessing it is being able to pray for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord, for such a tangible gift that allows me to see the many ways You've moved in my life and the lives of others.  How can I not sing Your praises this day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-9102949230481185769?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9102949230481185769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=9102949230481185769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/9102949230481185769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/9102949230481185769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-box-new-binder-new-journal.html' title='New Box, New Binder, New Journal'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3364190339254297185</id><published>2008-08-27T21:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:56:10.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><title type='text'>Couponing</title><content type='html'>208.  Thank You, Lord, for growing me in the area of home managing and home making.  The gift I want to thank You for tonight is for granting me energy, resources, and joy in trying to lower our our family's grocery budget.  I pray that You would keep me on guard for my temptation to hoard and be all-consumed with this endeavor.  You have so blessed me with a husband who supports me in couponing, far-reaching and surprising resources to obtain them, and even with the ability to learn how to do it.  May You be glorified through this new thing of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3364190339254297185?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3364190339254297185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3364190339254297185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3364190339254297185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3364190339254297185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/08/couponing.html' title='Couponing'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-4005199191790065595</id><published>2008-08-26T10:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:34:29.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Circle Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;207. Circle Time is high on my "Gotta Do Daily" list.  It's just after having my own QT on days when William works.  When I make time (by the grace of God!) for Circle Time the Lord ALWAYS, faithfully, in His own way meets us.  Today I read part of the passage in Scripture that I read during my personal QT (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=matt+6%3A25-34"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Matthew 6:25-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) and really was blessed by being able to share my own struggles with anxiousness with Joshua and Saraina.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, You truly provide for ALL our needs.  Thank You for helping me see my sinful anxiety and how it affects so many areas of my life (including my kids and hubby!).  I am trusting You to help me put this sin area to death for Your glory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need You, Beautiful Savior.  Help me to seek first your kingdom and your righteousness this day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-4005199191790065595?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4005199191790065595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=4005199191790065595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4005199191790065595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4005199191790065595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/08/circle-time.html' title='Circle Time'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2809680655762437785</id><published>2008-07-29T06:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:04:18.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valley oo Vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Colloquy on Rejoicing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Valley-Vision-Collection-Puritan-Devotions/dp/0851518214"&gt;Valley of Vision&lt;/a&gt;, A Colloquy on Rejoicing (portions)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Remember, O my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It is thy duty and privilege to rejoice in God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He requires it of thee for all his favours of grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Rejoice then in the Giver and his goodness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Be happy in him, O my heart, and in nothing but God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;for whatever a man trusts in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;from that he expects happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Art thou seeking to rejoice in thyself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;from an evil motive of pride and self-reputation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Thou hast nothing of thine own but sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;nothing to move God to be gracious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;or to continue his grace towards thee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Sorrow for self opens rejoicing in God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Self-loathing draws down divine delights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Let God be all in all to thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;and joy in the fountain that is always full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts I recognize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;206. Focusing on MY sin. That's the only way to see how great the Lord is and to see Him at work in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205. Yesterday was a "great" day. My first attempt at getting PJW on a schedule (of sorts, more for my santity than anything else) went well. Able to spend some quality time with the bigger kiddos. Able to be semi-consistent in training/disciplining kiddos. Able to have Circle Time with kiddos. Made it through the rough period (4pm - 7pm) - I struggle greatly in getting dinner on the table, everyone fed (including PJW who always needs to eat again as the bigger kids are eating!), everyone ready for bed and in bed. But we had a peaceful evening routine, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;204. financial gift from distant family. Totally unexpected, totally not necessary or deserved. Totally and completely a result of God's work in those family member's lives. (You know who you are. We are so thankful to God for your generosity!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;203. $275 in Babies R Us gift cards from William's job for the arrival of Paloma Joy! Diapers are expensive and this is a TREMENDOUS help and gift from God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;202. &lt;a href="http://furtheradventuresofbethany.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bethany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be moving in this weekend to stay with us for a year. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(I know. News to just about everyone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We truly believe (though adjustments will need to be made all around) this will be a blessing to her and our fam. I am so excited - which is a miracle and a blessing from God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;201. took Paloma off Zantac after only 24-hours. Grateful for WDW's leaderships there and our unity in that decision. The Lord provided another option (we're trying Colic Calm) and we have peace to give that a try. Overall, I am just thankful that God is sovereign over our little girl's life and in fact loves her way more than we ever could. And, He is faithful to provide for His children. Thank You, Father, for watching over every part of her life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2809680655762437785?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2809680655762437785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2809680655762437785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2809680655762437785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2809680655762437785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/07/colloquy-on-rejoicing.html' title='A Colloquy on Rejoicing'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3881371960860614656</id><published>2008-07-24T10:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:19:42.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Nursing my Babies</title><content type='html'>200. I desperately want to nurse my kiddos and the Lord has granted me that privilege three times, each increasing in length (Joshua was only nursed for three and half to four months but Kadin was nursed for eleven months).  So, as I noticed the spit up in Paloma continuing, I prayed that God would allow me to give her something that would allow me to still breastfeed as my version of an eliminiation diet was not bringing results quick enough.  God granted that desire, even if temporarily, as the doc put her on Zantac.  Thank you, Lord.  It is a GIFT from You to hold my babies close and nurse them.  Help me to enjoy each moment and not to make an idol out of it.  May You be glorified even through me nursing her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3881371960860614656?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3881371960860614656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3881371960860614656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3881371960860614656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3881371960860614656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/07/nursing-my-babies.html' title='Nursing my Babies'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-9079287587375765679</id><published>2008-07-21T19:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:19:29.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Juggling</title><content type='html'>Children are a blessing.  They are a gift.  But they also are a lot of work and I often focus on the work than the blessing part.  In fact, just as I sat down to begin this blog entry our newest arrival, Paloma Joy, started making noises in the monitor.  My time of blogging is limited.  But that is God's kindness to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William has had a tough day (or still is, actually as he's at another night meeting right now!) too.  We've both felt the Enemy of our Soul trying to lure us away from our Source of Help, our Savior.  As I reminded William and myself a little earlier, God has plans for us and nothing, no one, nada can thwart those plans for His glory and our good.  God has work for each of us to do THIS day and no more, no less.  He will be faithful to give us just what we need, when we need it, and how we need it.  He is sooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I still feel like I am juggling too much and everything keeps falling down.  I've been drawing on my own strength and (no surprise!) failing.  I told Joshua many times today that we need Jesus, that we can do nothing good on our own.  SO, juggling doing laundry, cleaning (or not cleaning) the bathroom, changing dirty diapers, preparing meals, nursing, wiping up spit up, trying to comfort my kiddos who like to cry at the same time, and making time for me to go to the potty... it all seems impossible.  And I feel like I'm failing.  But, the One who created all the stars, who calls them by name, who providentially had me have four kiddos in less than four years... He holds all things together.  And that includes me.  He is holding me together and pouring out His grace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of that, these are the gifts I want to say THANK YOU to God for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;199. waking me up to have my quiet time every morning.  Thank You, thank You, thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;198. another doctor appt tomorrow so I can share my continued concerns over her spitting up.  Lord, would you grant the dr. wisdom to know just what to do and say and recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;197. kiddos that love the Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;196. my husband's job - they gave us a $100 gift card to Babies R Us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;195. cool breezes in July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;194. watching and listening to Joshua and Saraina play trains together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;193. the meals our care group has provided for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;192. letting the kiddos and I get outside for a little today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191. William noticing a leak in the ceiling above our computer, contacting a plumber he knows through his job, the plumber coming out quickly and solving our problem for $75!!!!  Lord, how kind of You to work out every little detail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190. my sister for coming out to visit for the 1st time as I was expecting Paloma.  We hope you and Celeste enjoyed your time because your visit really was a gift from God to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;189. my babies Daddy, aka my Prince.  I tell you, William is by far the greatest gift outside of salvation.  Walking this road together truly increases my affection and adoration for you, Pops.  I still do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;188. my Paloma Joy, who arrived on July 9th, 2008 at 8 PM.  Holding her close is one of the great joys I will cherish always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-9079287587375765679?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9079287587375765679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=9079287587375765679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/9079287587375765679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/9079287587375765679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/07/juggling.html' title='Juggling'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-304287399461074627</id><published>2008-06-28T21:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:40:15.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heavenly Father, thank You for so displaying Your love for me by sending Your only Son, Jesus, to die on the cross for my sins. Thank You that there is now NO condemnation for I wear the robe of Another. So, as I end a long stretch of not writing down the gifts I have seen I trust You to be glorified in my recognition of these gifts... all by Your grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts received...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;187. found out that I am not positive for that Group B Strep so I will not have to have an IV with those antibiotics at labor and delivery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;186. sand and gravel from the church next door to help us continue building up the foundation on the other side of our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;185. time and energy to go to the grocery store without the kiddos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;184. watching the clouds and then the rain with my hubby and kiddos before dinner and then seeing Joshua ride his bike in the rain and laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183. finding the disc with all my pictures from Jan 2007 through April 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182. a husband who lives with me in such an understanding way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;181. being able to attend the first &lt;em&gt;Training Up Your Child Seminar&lt;/em&gt; at our pastor's home this evening AND having a babysitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-304287399461074627?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/304287399461074627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=304287399461074627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/304287399461074627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/304287399461074627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/06/heavenly-father-thank-you-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5231901137730324371</id><published>2008-06-16T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T06:11:20.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><title type='text'>A Year of Living in the Big House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This past weekend marked a year since we moved into our big house on the corner. We've learned much about old homes, homes on the corner, homes with basements, homes that need windows, homes that are big in our eyes. All of those things can easily be wrapped up in what we've learned about God through getting this house: God cares for His children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts I see today that God lavished on me and my fam in the recent past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;180. Finding problems in our house that need to be addressed immediately and knowing we have savings to pay for them and not go back into debt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;179. Getting setbacks in our plans for home improvements only to see that God's way is far better, cheaper, quicker, satisfying, and suitable for our current situation. (Example: Owning an abnormally large front door which caused problem after problem in trying to buy a custom-sized storm door so we could open the door and get some fresh air without having bugs come in. Solution: William was able to build screens himself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;178. Finding problems in our house that need to be addressed and God providing wisdom to know WHEN to tackle that issue, HOW to get it done, and TRUSTING HIM to help us in our inevitable poor choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;177. William's salary has decreased since moving to IL, we've got more kids, a bigger home, and more expenses but God has miraculously provided for us in ways we could never have forseen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You, Father. Simply walking through this house should cause me to worship You for I should be able to see Your loving, merciful hand providing, caring for, protecting, and sustaining our family. Increase my vision for seeing You more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5231901137730324371?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5231901137730324371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5231901137730324371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5231901137730324371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5231901137730324371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/06/year-of-living-in-big-house.html' title='A Year of Living in the Big House'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7730395513116479495</id><published>2008-06-12T21:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T05:24:18.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;176. Having family members willing to pray for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;175. The many ways of escape the Lord provided yesterday.  Father, You truly provide EVERYTHING I need... and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;174. A friend who I was in accountability with in MD is willing to hold me accountable for praying for my hubby as I read through &lt;em&gt;The Power of a Praying Wife&lt;/em&gt;. In fact, she's the one I read it with the first time four years ago! Lord, You are amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;173. Playing with legos on our bed with Joshua as the other two were napping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;172. A scheduled appointment with an exterminator (Monday) to deal with our bug problem. Also, thank You, Lord, that it looks like there's a good chance we just have swarming ants and NOT termites. Either way, You are way bigger than this problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;171. God bringing to my remembrance 1 Corinthians 13 at dinner as I was really battling my anger. Felt conviction immediately as I remembered that love is PATIENT. Something that I was struggling with in that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7730395513116479495?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7730395513116479495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7730395513116479495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7730395513116479495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7730395513116479495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/06/176.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-252403191046410404</id><published>2008-06-11T20:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:02:27.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Ants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a Wednesday!  We woke up running this morning.  I was trying to get a handle on the loads of laundry accumulating due to multiple urinary messes and one middle of the night nose bleed.   My goal was simply to put one load of laundry in the wash before beginning my quiet time so that before the kiddos woke up for the day I could have a load in the dryer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, here's what happened.  I got the load in the wash and was carrying up the load from the dryer, watching each step carefully so I wouldn't lose my balance.  As I got to the first landing I put my foot on the step and saw countless ants, crawling and flying, SWARMING around my foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me break here.  If you know me well, you know I have a BIG BUG ISSUE.  For whatever reason, bugs are very much attracted to me, always have been.  As a result, I get TONS of mosquito bites, ant bites, and find myself stalked by all sorts of flying and crawling critters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to the story.  I gasp something like, &lt;em&gt;Oh my&lt;/em&gt;, flick off my flipflop, and run tothe top of the stairs to meet William.  He grabs the basket of clothes and I simply say, "Bugs!  Tons of them!"  He grabs a shoe to kill them and I say, "You can't kill them!  There's too many!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because I generally am a whimp when it comes to insects, he goes to investigate and swiftly comes back saying, "Wow.  This can't wait.  I've got to go take care of this now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, at 6:15ish this morning, Hubby grabs a coffee to go and drives to Home Depot.  As he leaves he tells me to put a towel down blocking entrance for other flying creatures to enter.  He calls from his cellphone to tell me he's gonna buy some serious chemicals.  I start praying and killing the ones that have that quickly come into our living space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To skip all the details of what took place next, just know that though many chemicals were sprayed and many crawling and flying creatures died, William himself is freaked out.  As of this evening, he can't tell where they are coming from.  There are SO many.  He even moved the fridge in our garage and found them there.  Oh my oh my.  Just typing this is making me itch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, I can still thank God for SO much!  Here are some gifts I saw through this day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;170.  Having a husband who drops everything to care for and protect our fam.  And I am not being dramatic here!  William is SUCH a gift!  He knows just how seriously and quickly I scratch and am uncomfortable and he went out of his way to provide EVERYTHING I would need!  He moved food we were storing down there.  He put the load of laundry in the dryer for me.  He's doing a load of laundry for me now as he doesn't want me to  have to go down there tonight.  He used the shop-vac to suck up those pesty things.  And there's so much more!  Hubby, you are so good to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, would You strengthen my husband and pour out Your mercy on him.  Give Him wisdom to know how to handle this situation.  Thank You for his leadership and care for our fam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-252403191046410404?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/252403191046410404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=252403191046410404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/252403191046410404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/252403191046410404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/06/ants.html' title='Ants'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3796563119607012864</id><published>2008-06-07T06:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:20:02.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body of Christ'/><title type='text'>Care Group</title><content type='html'>The  gift I'd like to record today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169. being able to attend care group is a gift from God.  Not only do we have free, reliable, and excellent childcare (thanks to another couple in our care group who drops off their 16 year old daughter EVERY care group night!), we are exhorted and learn SO much from listening to the other members.  I'm amazed at how God can use such a wide range of ages and experiences to help us see and love Him more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3796563119607012864?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3796563119607012864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3796563119607012864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3796563119607012864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3796563119607012864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/06/care-group.html' title='Care Group'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1295292204173175287</id><published>2008-06-02T06:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:58:44.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>With My Hubby</title><content type='html'>Just one I want to record for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. having Hubby home for dinner ALL week!  No night meetings!!!  I think our last full week of dinners together was in March.  Thank You, Lord, for this gift of time together!  Help us to use our evenings together to bring You pleasure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1295292204173175287?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1295292204173175287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1295292204173175287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1295292204173175287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1295292204173175287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/06/with-my-hubby.html' title='With My Hubby'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-586091910180302548</id><published>2008-05-31T05:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:08:28.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><title type='text'>Resources</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is very easy for me to not take into consideration the gifts of convenience I receive ALL the time. Well, as the coffee pot is letting me know it's done after getting cued up by Hubby last night, I am grateful for the delay setting, a gift of convenience. Though I don't even want to begin to tell you of my grumblings against this coffee pot! Oh, how prone to wander I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the resources I am thanking God for this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167. those ten new windows we got shortly after moving in to our house. How wonderful it is to open the windows and get a breeze from outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;166. our computer and the Internet. Talk about a gift that can be used for evil but can also be used to bring Him so much glory! There are so many great resources online I have taken advantage of. Lord, You know where I am prone to sin in this area. Help me to be ever on guard for sin is deceptive! Help me seek You regarding what it is You are calling me to at a particular time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. the Bible! What I would do without the precious Word of God! This book is the greatest resource I have and the only book I open every day. It is the book which not just grows my affections for God but (as Psalm 119:130 says) "imparts understanding to the simple" (aka me!).&lt;br /&gt;164. books that grow my affection for the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163. a cellphone that allows me to talk with my husband whenever I need or want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;162. a husband who knows how to make screens for our storm door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;161. my old blow dryer and flat iron which are still hanging in there and working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160. indoor plumbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159. being able to listen to a message online at any time, usually for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158. hearing a bit of the Truth for Life broadcast by Allistair Begg on Teaching Your Children Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157. friends letting us borrow their spreader so William can help get our lawn into shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-586091910180302548?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/586091910180302548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=586091910180302548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/586091910180302548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/586091910180302548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/resources.html' title='Resources'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3893143636512154016</id><published>2008-05-30T06:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:15:18.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Safety</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is such a gift, Lord.  William and I read the local paper yestersday morning and saw that a four year old girl was shot (thankfully, not fatally) as she sat in a car with a family member the other night.  The police did apprend the suspects.  But, it brings it closer to home when we realized it was literally five blocks down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, on my way to the chiropractor I heard that a twenty-one year old woman died after beign shot while sitting at a red light in SE Chicago.  No, not near us, but it reminds me of how each day is a gift.  The woman was two months pregnant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;156. Thank You, Lord, for another day of safety for our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3893143636512154016?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3893143636512154016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3893143636512154016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3893143636512154016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3893143636512154016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/safety.html' title='Safety'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1093779730964980765</id><published>2008-05-29T05:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:05:05.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>Another Thursday Arrives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I have not been able to keep up with recording the endless gifts of the Lord lately but He certainly has been pouring them out and helping me to see His work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The gifts I've seen lately, in no particular order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;155. being asked to share my testimony at the next Women's Meeting (Strands of Grace) at our church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;154. being able to see just how lost I was by rereading old journals that chronicle my life before Christ and that transition to living for Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;153. being transformed by His power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;152. more interactions with the girls next door and trying to build that relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;151. asking Laura, a teenage girl who lives nearby, to teach me Spanish and having her excited to help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;150. not having to take the kiddos with me to my chiropractor appointments due to William's insistance on being home to relieve that small burden from me (thank you, Hubby!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;149. attending our church's weekly Park Day and allowing the kiddos to play with lots of kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;148.  having Dad W. desire to get us a new camera after ours broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;147. having time alone with my hubby for 2 nights and being able to really talk and enjoy one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;146. being able to do some short term planning with hubby on our mini-retreat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;145. having a Creator, Redeemer and Sustainer who loves me (though I continually sin against Him) and lets me come into His presence and be filled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dear God, thank You for giving me this brief time of reflection and remembrance.  It is evidence of Your faithfulness and goodness.  I pray, in Jesus' name, that You would be glorified through me, in me, and around me this new day and that You would continue to open my eyes to see You more and more and more!  I love You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1093779730964980765?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1093779730964980765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1093779730964980765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1093779730964980765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1093779730964980765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-thursday-arrives.html' title='Another Thursday Arrives'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3633476823708181042</id><published>2008-05-22T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:53:46.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>Thursday Manna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In asking the Lord for manna today He graciously provided the following gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kia, you need to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144. Draw near to Me and I will draw near to you. (James 4:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Humble yourself before Me, and I will exalt you. (James 4:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. See what passions are at war within you. (James 4:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. Do what you know to be right or else you are sinning against Me. (James 4:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to receiving His instruction I was (and still am) the recipient of His blessings!  Though my struggles were very real this morning/today, He has given me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140. Energy to have Circle Time with the kiddos, despite my lack of enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. A body that was able to walk to the library and back with the kiddos, despite moments of having to slow down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. Food to feed my hungry muchkins upon returning from the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. Time to read with Joshua alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. A constant awareness of my need to continue cultivating affections for my hubby as he, not my kiddos, is my priority after my relationship with my Lord Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You, most kind and merciful Lord for constantly reminding me of my deseperate need for You.  As I grow in seeing my need for You I appreciate all the more these precious gifts.  May I unwrap each one with a thankful heart that worships You more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3633476823708181042?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3633476823708181042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3633476823708181042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3633476823708181042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3633476823708181042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/thursday-manna.html' title='Thursday Manna'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5251541978247908076</id><published>2008-05-21T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:16:15.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>More Undeserved and Surprising Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are just some of the MANY gifts I've encountered lately.  May God open my eyes to see even more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;135. That I can worship the Living God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;134. Conversations with strangers in the chiropractor's office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;133. Recounting my conversion and knowing without a shadow of a doubt that I belong to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;132. Being humbled as I tried in vain to communicate with the two little girls next door in Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;131. Breakfast time sharing about quiet times and having children at the ages of two and three ask questions and desire to know more about God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5251541978247908076?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5251541978247908076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5251541978247908076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5251541978247908076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5251541978247908076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-undeserved-and-surprising-gifts.html' title='More Undeserved and Surprising Gifts'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7037853755111536821</id><published>2008-05-16T21:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:07:47.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;130. another day of safety for our family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;129. our chickenwire fence which creates a safe space for the kiddos to play (so they don't get hit by the cars that like to turn around in our driveway) yet still allows us to interact with our neighbors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;128. more opportunties to build with those in our neighborhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;127. remembering to use (and actually having) coupons at the store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;126. being reminded that kadin and his temper and personality are gifts from God. God has work He is wanting to do in me through me mothering kadin. the sanctification process is still ON. Lord, give me grace to remember that, believe that, and rest in that wonderful truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;125. hearing joshua ask saraina if she would pray for him this evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;124. having nothing on the calendar tomorrow! daddy, mommy, and the kiddos... a true family day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7037853755111536821?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7037853755111536821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7037853755111536821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7037853755111536821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7037853755111536821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-gifts.html' title='More Gifts'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7749638944456205365</id><published>2008-05-15T20:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:26:59.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;123. Cousin &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hamilton Ibrahim Whitney&lt;/span&gt; was born today to Uncle Freeman and Auntie Jenny.  Thank You, Lord God, for the gift of this precious baby's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7749638944456205365?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7749638944456205365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7749638944456205365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7749638944456205365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7749638944456205365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2143843285096172721</id><published>2008-05-14T22:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:24:54.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>Insurance &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>Gifts from the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122. A friend coming over to allow me to go to the chiropractor without the kiddos. (Thank, Bethany! Seriously, thank you very much!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Health insurance that covers chiropractic care! I truly can feel a difference this evening after getting my 3rd adjustment. What a gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2143843285096172721?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2143843285096172721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2143843285096172721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2143843285096172721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2143843285096172721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/insurance-friends.html' title='Insurance &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6591843296654749912</id><published>2008-05-13T21:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:20:16.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not specified'/><title type='text'>The Simple Things (i.e the stuff I take for granted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This list by itself could reach 1000 gifts though I'm only going to document some.  Lord, continually bring to my remembrance how good I've got it because I live in this country and how great I've got it because I'm saved by Your grace alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;120. color - the different colors of people, trees, animals, foods, the sun, you name it!  God sure does reveal His majesty through it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;119. access to the internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;118. running water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;117. toilets, even those yucky public ones I refuse to sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;116. the refrigerator in our garage which allows me to buy more things in bulk and on sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;115. cloth diapers - though I don't use them for the kiddos bottoms anymore, there are still so many uses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;114. a double sink in the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;113. Priceline (We're having a Hubby-Wifey Retreat and get two nights in a hotel!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;112. seasons of life (not just Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall.  the seasons the Lord has us go through to grow us, refine us, mold us, rebuke us, etc.  periods of ease and periodsof constant battling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;111. sweet endings (i.e. putting the kiddos to bed and just talking with them about the things they can thank God for or hearing the people they want to lift up in prayer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6591843296654749912?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6591843296654749912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6591843296654749912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6591843296654749912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6591843296654749912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/simple-things-ie-stuff-i-take-for.html' title='The Simple Things (i.e the stuff I take for granted)'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-4482966758458025885</id><published>2008-05-12T20:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T06:07:44.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are so many I could write, especially from this past weekend. Perhaps I'll add to this list later. But, for now, here are two good and perfect gifts from the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. the opportunity to humble myself in front of the kiddos by crying out in prayer this afternoon as I continued to face temptation after temptation on the way to, during, and then after the chiropractor appointment. Thank You, Lord, for having mercy on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. giggling with the kiddos in Joshua's bed as I told them a story (aka made up a story on the fly - an idea from my friend Jerusha). It was so cute how even as I was leaving their room I could hear Saraina reciting one of the repetitive lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-4482966758458025885?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4482966758458025885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=4482966758458025885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4482966758458025885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/4482966758458025885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-are-so-many-i-could-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1747920128599780961</id><published>2008-05-09T19:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:00:53.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Another Work Week Closes</title><content type='html'>Fridays have always been exciting days for me but now that I am married Fridays are that much more special!  Spending time with my hubby is my most favorite thing in the world (after spending time with the Savior, of course) as he is my most favorite person in the world (after the Savior, of course).  Even after having children that I ADORE and would do anything for, my prince remains in that precious #2 space in my heart.  (Yes, my Savior has that #1 spot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These gifts are ones I've received from the Lord from my man, my prince, my hubby bubby... William...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Joshua ADORES his papa!  He wants to be just like his daddy when he grows up!  What a gift it is having a son who always thinks so highly of his daddy.  Yeah, maybe that's normal but it is still a gift for me to see it and be affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. He is approachable and will listen to my concerns, challenges, and crazy ideas.  Though he may want me to shut up, he NEVER communicates that.  It is such a gift having him simply listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. He knows how to have fun and will make time for it.  That is one little way of how I want to be more like him.  Just as an example, last night there was some major police activity outside our dining room windows.  What does my hubby do?  He pulls two chairs up to the window, raises the blinds all the way and we pretend we are watching Cops... but only live!  The only thing missing was popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. He does the dishes every night he is home.  Oh- and he literally does the dishes b/c we don't have a dishwasher.  As he says, he IS the dishwasher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. He is incredibly understanding and extends grace to me day after day, even when he wakes up and there's no clean underwear in his drawer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1747920128599780961?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1747920128599780961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1747920128599780961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1747920128599780961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1747920128599780961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-work-week-closes.html' title='Another Work Week Closes'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6069650189207860762</id><published>2008-05-08T13:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:52:10.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barriers Now Opportunities</title><content type='html'>On our main blog I'm in the process of posting an entry called "Barriers Now Opportunities" and I couldn't resist doing something similar here. The gifts listed here are things I saw as barriers initially but, with the help of the Lord, are now opportunities for me to trust the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;105. My hubby's night meetings were a nuissance at first that really tempted me to anger.  I now see how kind of the Lord to bestow the gift of a husband who provides for his family in addition to giving me opportunities to accomplish things I would not normally have time to get done.  Thank You, Lord, for showing me that I can redeem the time with Your grace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;104. Food limitations due to food allergies is showing me I have a real opportunity to serve my family.  This "barrier" is really a gift from the Sovereign Lord to help me grow in putting others first, beginning with my fam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Not having a clue of what to do with 25-pounds of brown sweet rice could've been a barrier but instead it has become an opportunity to be creative in my cooking and trusting God to help me in that.&lt;/p&gt;102. Language barrier turned into opportunity for me to humbly recognize my need for others' help in learning Spanish. It is also revealing an opportunity for me to grow in compassion and act on that compassion as it relates to my Spanish-speaking neighbors. God mercifully provided just the friend to be here at just the right moment to speak Spanish with one of the neighbors I've desperately wanted to connect with. Lord, You amaze me by Your timing and creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Barrier of taking the whole crew with me to my 30-week prego appointment turned into blessing as a friend (the same one from gift #102) offered to watch my kiddos for me, allowing me to go to the doctor appointment with ease and get answers to the questions I had. (In case you happen to read this, Hanna, thank-you so very much!)  The opportunity in this was simply trust God to provide a way.  Opportunities to trust come my way lots so I believe the Lord is really working on me in this particular area!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6069650189207860762?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6069650189207860762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6069650189207860762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6069650189207860762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6069650189207860762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/barriers-now-opportunities.html' title='Barriers Now Opportunities'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2909792291959654515</id><published>2008-05-07T21:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:13:37.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting my Gifts</title><content type='html'>Tonight I get to record five gifts from today and round my gifts up to a cool one hundred.  But in doing so, I think of all the gifts I have not recorded.  All the gifts I am fearful to record.  All the gifts I have not been aware of.  All the gifts I have taken for granted.  All the gifts I've tried in vain to take credit for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, increase my vision for Your hand in my life, Your hand that upholds me, Your hand that created me.  Help me to be ever-growing in seeing Your goodness and giving You praise.  May I see, hear, taste, smell, and feel You more and sing Your praises more as a result.  As Matt Redman says, "Worship starts with seeing You."  I want to see You more.  I want to recognize You more as I experience all these undeserved gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Having a Hubby that lets me buy over $200 worth of healthy bulk food and is willing to eat it (or at least try it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Blowing bubbles on the porch and playing out back after the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Pushing through fear of man and using my nonexistent Spanish to speak to the two little girls next door.  Amazing how a smile is read and understood regardless of the language barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Hearing, "Mommy, I like when you read to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Getting an appointment with a chiropractor scheduled!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2909792291959654515?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2909792291959654515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2909792291959654515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2909792291959654515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2909792291959654515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/counting-my-gifts.html' title='Counting my Gifts'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-3460795826062012621</id><published>2008-05-06T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:57:35.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This evening I am thankful for the gifts of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. clean sheets and quilts on the beds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. a friend willing to watch the kiddos so I can go to my 30 week appt without the whole gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. hearing Kadin say his two words: Amen &amp;amp; gentle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. getting a shower before Hubby went to work AND not having to do anything with my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. being able to bake bread from scratch with my own hands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-3460795826062012621?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3460795826062012621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=3460795826062012621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3460795826062012621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/3460795826062012621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-evening-i-am-thankful-for-gifts-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5460412387842803832</id><published>2008-05-05T15:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:00:55.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How our cup overflows!  Thank You, my King for these gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Hubby's job!  A year ago today, he was still unemployed.  How You provide for Your people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Receiving a bag of clothes for Saraina from our pastor's wife.  I am so humbled that she would even think of us!  And Saraina's response to the clothes: "Oh!  It's beautiful!  Please may I put on?  Please.  May I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. That God always provides "a way out" of temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Hearing Joshua respond like so when asked what he should do when he wakes up in the morning: "Stay on my bed and have my quiet time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Seeing Joshua and Saraina embrace to comfort the other.  So often Saraina will simply open her arms and look at Joshua and Joshua knows she needs a hug from her big bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5460412387842803832?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5460412387842803832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5460412387842803832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5460412387842803832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5460412387842803832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-our-cup-overflows-thank-you-my-king.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2976523675787620632</id><published>2008-05-02T06:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T06:53:55.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There seems to be a trend here lately as I have been getting home too late to update this blog on things the Lord has showed me are true GIFTS from Him, the Gift Giver! Ah well, He is not going to punish me for my tardiness.  I must remind myself that I'm writing this to recount and remember His kindness to my fam and I, there is no rush and His gifts are endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts from yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Watching the kiddos enjoy their Grammy (and vice versa!) outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Coupons. Thank You for the gift of getting out alone for a quick meal with my Hubby, Lord, and for allowing it to cost less than $8. We were able to talk about important things without being excessively tired. Indeed we are starting to think through and seek You on what You might be calling us to in terms of homeschooling and training our kiddos. That is an incredible date night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Kadin's doctor appt (15 month) going well and Grammy was here freeing me to take him solo! Mercy from the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Receiving $$ to get the kiddos some Spring/Summer gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Getting my hair relaxed by a professional (i.e. it did not cause scabs or burns and my wait was not long) who has a similar philospohy in treating black hair, meaning our hair is not BAD or NAPPY. What a treat it is not having to mess with those horrible chemicals! Thank You, Lord for Niecy's skills and for my Hubby who willingly and joyful allowed me to get this done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2976523675787620632?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2976523675787620632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2976523675787620632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2976523675787620632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2976523675787620632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-seems-to-be-trend-here-lately-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6299757600986361937</id><published>2008-05-01T09:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:19:09.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Others</title><content type='html'>Last night I got home a bit too late to post my gifts from yesterday. Well, as the title of the post suggests, I am so thankful to the Savior for OTHERS. Specifically, I see the gifts of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. my adorable husband who is so attentive to me and our little fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. having so many gifted women in my church willing to share their experiences with homeschooling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. being spurred on in my walk with the Lord from my own little kiddos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. having a mother-in-law willing to change her plans at a moments notice to allow me to attend something unexpectant by babysitting the kiddos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6299757600986361937?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6299757600986361937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6299757600986361937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6299757600986361937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6299757600986361937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/05/others.html' title='Others'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1093039279866495456</id><published>2008-04-29T21:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:00:08.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>One Gift to Reflect On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In reading about a friend who has been battling infertility I feel movement in my womb.  How strange and unexpectant life can be at times.  And how quickly I can forget these "little" gifts from my Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, my one gift I'd like to write about this evening is simply...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;76. the gift of pregnancy, of feeling a baby move inside my body.  And it is all undeserved!  I don't deserve to have children and I especially don't deserve to be able to carry my own in my womb.  Thank You, Lord God, for this gift... which is all undeserved, all unearned, and all Your doing...  I stand amazed.  Please bless those who earnestly desire to have children.  Bless those women.  May You, in Your mercy, open their wombs.  Remind them (and me!) that You are all we need!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1093039279866495456?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1093039279866495456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1093039279866495456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1093039279866495456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1093039279866495456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-gift-to-reflect-on.html' title='One Gift to Reflect On'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-7608048825839765387</id><published>2008-04-28T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:24:08.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank You, Lord, for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. a day with minimal sciatic pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. a weekend together as a family (even though many were sick!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. children that ask to pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. the ability to bake bread from scratch and the smell that fills the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. the rain which is watering Hubby's sod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-7608048825839765387?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7608048825839765387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=7608048825839765387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7608048825839765387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/7608048825839765387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-lord-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6472430066649757269</id><published>2008-04-25T21:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:49:41.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Ole House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps it's because I spend so much time at home but I just am in awe of God's provision and blessing to our family in providing us with this ole house. The two gifts that follow are those related to us using this gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;70. We have our new backyard play climber up and ready to be enjoyed. Thank You, Lord, for this gift! The kiddos were so excited as Daddy was putting it together! I am so excited to invite 2 of our neighbors and their kids over to enjoy it with us! What a gift to be able to share Your kindness with others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;69. It rained as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kiddos&lt;/span&gt; were playing on the climber so we took our party into the garage to watch and listen to the rain and squeal at the lightning and thunder. What a gift watching the kids run into the rain and splash in the puddles and respond to the gift of rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll add some pics to this post tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6472430066649757269?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6472430066649757269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6472430066649757269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6472430066649757269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6472430066649757269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-ole-house.html' title='This Ole House'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-6812981045173655039</id><published>2008-04-24T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:08:59.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><content type='html'>Tonight I'm short on time but not too short on time to communicate thanks to God for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. bubbles and the effect they have on kids, esp. Kadin with his deep laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. dinner with the hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. not receiving a call from the dr. office in regards to my glucose test last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. finding a climber for the backyard $100 off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite, nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-6812981045173655039?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6812981045173655039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=6812981045173655039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6812981045173655039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/6812981045173655039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5779738613859997837</id><published>2008-04-23T20:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:11:30.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Midweek gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Midweek gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;63. No more meetings for Hubby this week after tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;62. Received grace to tell the kids at dinner that I needed to pray to God. I closed my eyes and cried out to the Father in Jesus' name to give me wisdom to know how to handle Kadin (throwing a tantrum, shaking his fists, turning red, and refusing to eat his broccoli). Immediately I knew that the Lord would supply me (and was supplying me!) with just the tools and patience and love for Him that I needed to endure that "trial." Thank You, Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;61. Recognized my prone to wander heart desiring to fulfill the momentary pleasure of responding to a salesperson on the phone with sarcasm and disgust. Though I did get annoyed (aka angry!) with her, God granted me much grace to not continue on that path. Indeed I regret that my initial response to her was not pleasing to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;60. Found (what seems to be) the playset we want for our backyard for the kiddos ON $ALE beginning tomorrow. Trusting God for wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Utilizing the tangible gifts God has granted us (i.e. our backyard, front porch).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;58. Watching the kids play together in the dirt "cooking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;57. William &amp;amp; I hearing this during our quiet times this morning--&lt;br /&gt;J: Saraina? Where are you? Sissy!!!! Where are you, Saraina? (repeat ~3 times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;S: (~ 5 minutes later) I just hiding Joshua. Yeah. I just hiding on the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;56. Having a game Joshua and Saraina can play together and alone! Thank you, Lord, for Auntie Sarah and for her willingness to pass along Barnyard Bingo! They had a blast playing it over and over and over and over. They were so precious saying things like, "All done. Your turn, Saraina." Or "Here you go, Joshua. Mommy, I just help Joshua. Yeah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5779738613859997837?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5779738613859997837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5779738613859997837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5779738613859997837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5779738613859997837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/midweek-gifts.html' title='Midweek gifts'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1980605798466073540</id><published>2008-04-22T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:52:09.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace upon Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever end your day and marvel at the fact that Jesus suffered, bled, and died for you?  Well, that's the kind of day I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But isn't that kind of the Lord to provide those days?  Let's face it.  We should feel that way EVERY day.  Yet when things go smooth and calculated, we get things crossed off our lists and we can forget the truth that Jesus is the reason we've experienced ANYTHING good!  As the Scripture our pastor preached this past Sunday says, "... pay much closer attention to what we have heard, lest we drift away from it." (Hebrews 2:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And on to the gifts from the Giver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;55. hearing the back door open and anticipating seeing my Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;54. older bro cheering little sis on as she peddled alone on her trike for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;53. hearing Scripture recited by a 2-year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;52. hot showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;51. Grace, grace, grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1980605798466073540?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1980605798466073540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1980605798466073540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1980605798466073540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1980605798466073540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/grace-upon-grace.html' title='Grace upon Grace'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1504851574802490845</id><published>2008-04-21T21:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:13:57.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Week Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the godly pressure I feel in having to update this blog! It truly is forcing me to thank God for things I take for granted and causes me to stop, see, and sing praises to my King. That said, I have decided that I will NOT update on the weekend for I want to enjoy living, experiencing, enjoying these marvelous gifts without having to excuse myself from time with my man or with our kiddos. That said, I still find myself over the weekend thinking, "Lord, help me see all the things I need to thank You for!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of our weekend, we had a full and fun weekend and a full and fun start to a new week. Here are some of the gifts God has lavished on our fam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;50. Watching and listening to the sounds of sleeping children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;49. Joshua, standing between Kadin and Saraina, puts his arm around them as they were looking out our window this morning.  Then he kisses them one at a time and then lays his head on Kadin's and says, "You're my precious boy."  I love seeing and hearing him as he imitates his Daddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;48. The line, "And Your saints below join with Your saints above rejoicing in the Risen Lamb!" from "The Glories of Calvary." We sang that at church on Sunday and I immediately thought of Andrea and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;47. How quick Saraina is to say, "Thank you, Mommy for my pony tails! I love my pony tails!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;46. Joshua attending his first Cubs game with his Daddy, Grandad, and Uncle Freeman (who's expecting a baby REAL soon!!!). It so tickles me hearing Joshua share with Saraina about his time "with just the boys" (as he told his Sissy) and then telling her and me, "Maybe next year Saraina can come to the ball game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;45. Building our friendship with our neighbor Joe by attending Mary Poppins with him and then having him join us for dinner afterward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;44. How the kiddos are a great excuse to meet our neighbors and exchange smiles and waves. It really is a blessing how they feel no awkwardness in staring, pointing, and talking about them right in front of them. We getting closer to inviting two of the families with little kiddos over to play. How sweet it is to work through fear of man revolving speaking different languages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;43. The pressure cooker and frozen lentils and pork chops leftovers! Lord, thank You for providing a meal that required little prep time thanks to the pressure cooker and the leftovers. What a difference it can make when we want to enjoy more time outside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;42. Honey. I ran out of strawberry jam but was able to substitute it with honey for our wannabee PBJ sandwiches. But, honestly, Lord, Sunflower Seed Butter is also a gift! Since the boys can't eat peanut butter it is such a gift giving them something similar but safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;41. Our first tulips blossoming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;40. Eating lunch outside because it always allows for some contact with some neighbor. Today was the pastor of the church next door. And though we couldn't be on further sides of the spectrum in terms of our beliefs, the Lord keeps providing opportunity after opportunity to build our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;39. Saraina singing as she played outside, "... of the darkness have no fear..." over and over and over. Then she switched to, "Blessed be Your name when the suns shining down me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;38. The sound of Joshua excited playing basketball and saying, "Yes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;37. Going to the zoo and then park today right after they opened and then running in to a friend from church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;36. Joshua saying, "How 'bout I can show you?" when I told him I wasn't any good at basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;35. Play clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;34. The look on my Hubby's face and our corny and predictable phrases we greet each other with when he gets home after a long day of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1504851574802490845?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1504851574802490845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1504851574802490845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1504851574802490845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1504851574802490845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-week-begins.html' title='A New Week Begins'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2954946495441597694</id><published>2008-04-18T22:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:01:34.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>With Death in View</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we live with eternity in view, we tend to see things differently. My friend Andrea passed away this evening and in thinking about her death I see the following gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;33. Scripture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;32. friends, both those near and far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;31. time alone with my hubby in the quiet of our home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30. fresh flowers from my hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;29. the ability to dig up weeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;28. and more... but I must sleep... which is another gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2954946495441597694?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2954946495441597694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2954946495441597694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2954946495441597694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2954946495441597694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-death-in-view.html' title='With Death in View'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5342724527281710297</id><published>2008-04-17T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:00:45.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial gifts'/><title type='text'>Financial Gifts from THE GIVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The theme for tonight seems to be on God's gift of financial blessings.  These gifts from God are ALL &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDESERVED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and handsdown show me just how well He knows us, our needs, and our desires.  Seriously, these gifts have nothing to do with how well we maintained our budget or how wise we are to make some of the choices we have made.  NOPE.  These blessings, like all gifts, have been given simply to allow us to point back to The Giver whom alone is worthy of all our adoration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;27. Our house.  Every day when I walk down our stairs I am AMAZED that we live in this house and are better off financially now than we were back in MD living in our 3rd floor condo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. Found a very special card from my Dad in the mail today which had a check to go towards a home project or fence for our backyard.  The kiddos inquired at lunch why I was crying from opening up the mail and all I could think to tell them is, "... because God is so good to us... to me.  He loves us so much that I can't help but cry happy tears." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. Received a $20 refund from (what must-have-been) an overpayment on a medical bill! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Hubby went to Meijer at 6 AM to buy the picnic table we've wanted for awhile.  We found out it was on sale at Meijer beginning 6 AM today for less $$ than any place else we'd seen it.  Plus is came with a free umbrella!  Oh- and he was able to use an additional $5 off coupon I had been holding "just in case."  Only the Lord could orchestrate such a thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5342724527281710297?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5342724527281710297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5342724527281710297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5342724527281710297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5342724527281710297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/financial-gifts-from-giver.html' title='Financial Gifts from THE GIVER'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-2259500996498290402</id><published>2008-04-16T21:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:00:41.739-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words from the kiddos'/><title type='text'>From the Mouth of Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hubby had meeting for work tonight so it was just me and the kiddos.  I asked the kids to think about their day and tell me what they were thankful to God for.  Here's what they shared with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. "being outside" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(SEW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. "a lot of trees and signs" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(JCW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. (after a follow-up question he added) "signs tell the cars to stop and some signs tell you to go fast" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(JCW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. "for you (Mommy) watching me [outside]" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(JCW)&lt;/span&gt;  (Note: he inquired whether or not I was going to do yard work and I replied I just wanted to enjoy watching them play.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. "and you let me drink out of your cup" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(JCW)&lt;/span&gt; (Note: Joshua asked to drink out of my water bottle.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. "all the kids, Joshua, Kadin, and me Saraina going outside" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(SEW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-2259500996498290402?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2259500996498290402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=2259500996498290402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2259500996498290402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/2259500996498290402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-mouth-of-babes.html' title='From the Mouth of Babes'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-1830733859049930394</id><published>2008-04-15T21:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:37:06.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two - Seeing His Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As the evening closes I see more gifts from the Lord.  Some of which are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Having a friend come over during naptime/quiet play time and being spurred on in my walk with the Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Going to the park with the kiddos and having all three of them play / have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Friends who keep me posted on how a friend battling cancer is doing.  It is a gift how they include me in the updates on her progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. The gift of learning the librarian's name.  It's so nice to be able to address people by name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Going to the store because we unexpectantly ran out of milk (very rare for us!) and finding it on sale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Being outside with the kiddos as Hubby came home from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Finding a nickel in the car to pay for parking at the library so I could drop off the almost overdue videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that I've jotted down some of them, I'm seeing the blessing of relationship today.  Looking forward to what tomorrow will bring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-1830733859049930394?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1830733859049930394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=1830733859049930394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1830733859049930394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/1830733859049930394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-two-seeing-his-gifts.html' title='Day Two - Seeing His Gifts'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5724978704819095522.post-5321681422656255857</id><published>2008-04-14T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:12:25.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Another Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just what the world needs... another blog!  But, this blog is truly for our family. It is named &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearts of Gratitude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because that is just what I desire our family to cultivate, beginning with ME! The Scripture I'm basing this blog on is 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 which says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. (ESV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Message translation of the above Scripture reads,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens. This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is my prayer for me. That is my prayer for my family. That is my prayer for God's people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SAP8NHyaIlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BE3BSu0HaGQ/s1600-h/giftsgraphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189268498019918418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SAP8NHyaIlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BE3BSu0HaGQ/s320/giftsgraphic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this idea is NOT mine! I give complete credit to Ann at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aholyexperience.com/2006/11/gift-list-thousand-things.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;A Holy Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for sharing this idea and inviting others to give thanks to God for His innumerable blessings. May He be honored and glorified as we seek to see Him in our every day lives... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Won't you join me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's where I am beginning. These are some of the GIFTS I am giving Him thanks for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Thank you for evenings together, just me and my hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.  Thank you for a husband that doesn't get angry when he opens his drawer and find no clean underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Thank you dinner turned out well (a beef roast cooked in coffee) and everyone ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Thank you for drawing my attention to Proverbs 31:27 this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.  Thank you for allowing me see Kadin apologize to Joshua by walking over to him and  placing his head on Joshua's chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Thank you for a husband that shares his thoughts and daily experiences with me and blesses me by allowing me to know what he's thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Thank you for allowing me to briefly speak with Ed, the mailman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Thank you for the sun shining and allowing us to play outside in the backyard for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Thank you for the growth of the tomato plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Thank you for Joshua praying for the pain in my belly this morning before I even asked him to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5724978704819095522-5321681422656255857?l=heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5321681422656255857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5724978704819095522&amp;postID=5321681422656255857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5321681422656255857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5724978704819095522/posts/default/5321681422656255857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofgratitude.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-another-blog.html' title='Why Another Blog'/><author><name>Mama-cita Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13308628259039038719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tcVa4ulXgdw/SAP8NHyaIlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BE3BSu0HaGQ/s72-c/giftsgraphic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
