tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29376167164065227842024-03-05T06:22:35.221-05:00~The view from my neck of the woods~Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.comBlogger115125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-23156921566533209002012-01-19T17:24:00.002-05:002012-01-19T17:53:04.531-05:00My, my.....how time flies.............Looking back, I realize that it has almost been a year since I blogged. So much of our lives have changed in this past year! God's love and mercy have surrounded me and my family. We have been given blessings that I dreamt about for so long. We have added many friends to our lives and have been incredibly blessed by how the Lord is working in our hearts. <br /><br />One of the first major changes is our address! We purchased a new home in May of 2011. Just the very fact of me saying it still makes me feel as if I am dreaming! I had such specific things I wanted, that I thought I would never find that "perfect" house for us, unless we had it built! Since that was not an option, we began our search...........and what a long search it was! It felt like years, but I guess in all actuality, it was months! lol! To my friend and Realtor,<a href="http://cwrealty.org/"> Charnelle</a>, it probably felt like an eternity too! We knew that this home was made for us as soon as we walked in the door........truly. It was everything that we wanted and more! We have all adjusted well and the kids are enjoying their new schools! <br /><br />Speaking of school...........about a month after moving into our new home, I received my acceptance letter into Nursing School. What an amazing blessing and surprise! I know that EVERYTHING happens in God's timing, but this was such a great example of HIS perfect timing! I am so happy to say that I am only 1.5 miles from my school and 1 mile from the Mr. Man and Gertie's school! We were spending so much money in gas and the time driving was a huge burden on everyone. School has been a challenge........They say if you can make it past the first semester, you can make it....I am happy to say that I am in my 2nd semester! I have learned so much and am excited to see what the future holds for me in this field! <br /><br />I decided to write to catch everyone up on some major changes in our lives, and to get the therapeutic effects from it! I will try and be better about blogging............<br /><br />Until then....<br />Blessings,<br />KimKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-85255147172656064232011-03-01T12:24:00.002-05:002011-03-01T12:51:28.343-05:00Today is a new day. One filled with possibilites. <br /><br />You see that is what I have to tell myself.<br /><br />I have been struggling lately. Hard. <br /><br />I have bought ring-side tickets to the hottest show going right now. <br /><br />Satan has been selling his lies to me, and I have bought them. <br /><br />Every one.<br /><br />You know the ones, I am sure that they are familiar to most of us.<br /><br /><em><strong>"You are not a good wife, mother or friend. </strong></em><br /><em><strong>Your house is filthy and you could be doing better on your school work. </strong></em><br /><em><strong> Look at your "temple" is this a place where God truly resides? </strong></em><br /><em><strong> You should just give up."</strong></em><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br />Feelings of being so overwhelmed with it all have consumed me for months. I think that I have done a pretty good job of hiding behind the smiles, but knowing that it is a lie just makes me feel worse.<br /><br />Then, just like He ALWAYS does, my God reminds me that I am His. <br /><br />I am His creation. <br /><br />Not perfect, just forgiven.<br /><br />Within my flaws is where I find His strength. Strength for days when even my fat clothes don't fit, and when my children don't listen to a word I have said. Strength when I don't think I can muster up enough gumption to do my homework or be the wife that I am called to be. <br /><br />Philippians 3:12-14 says: <em>"Not that I have already attained or am already perfected; but I press on, that I may lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus has also laid hold of me. Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead. I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."</em><br /><em></em><br />Oh yeah, that'll preach! We are to strive DAILY to reach the goal. I think of this verse like a runner: they may be able to run, but they are constantly after a better time or speed. They are constantly looking forward to the next time that they run so that they may get to the ultimate goal. They know that they are really only competing against themselves. It is never about another runner, just trying to do better than their last run. They don't look behind, because the journey has to be your own. <br /><br />I realize that life is one big run. Although I am not a "runner", I know that this constant track that I am on can get scary. It can be overwhelming. It can paralyze us with fear. <br /><br />I know that I am called to be different, but when I act like the world and carry the same fears and worries of the world, is that being different? I need to be reminded that God doesn't ask us to have mountains of faith to move the world...........He asks us to have the faith of the grain of a mustard seed. <br /><br />Really?<br /><br />That's it?<br /><br />Simple and uncomplicated. <br /><br />Gotta love it.<br /><br />So while I am praying to rid myself of these ring-side tickets, I will pray that God will move mountains in your life. <br /><br />Have an incredibly blessed day and remember that God loves you.<br /><br />Even when your fat clothes don't fit! <br /><br />Blessings,<br /><br />KimKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-74038543825398795652009-12-17T16:19:00.001-05:002009-12-17T16:04:38.913-05:00There are no words......(I started writing this a few weeks ago, and could not finish it. I wanted to put these feelings into words.)<br /><br />I realize that I have not posted anything since September 27. I would normally apologize and tell you that I have been insanely busy, but this time it is different.<br /><br />Three days after I posted that, my world was turned upside down. If you recall, I asked for prayer for my Uncle. He went into the hospital on September 25 for an open lung biopsy. We were told that it is very routine and that he should be home in two days. I spent the day with him before and after his surgery. On the following day, Saturday, I couldn't go to the hospital because I had a 1,000 word paper due on Sunday (I know, procrastination :o/ ). On Sunday, we took the kids and spent the day with him at the hospital. He was laughing and joking around with the kids....just like normal.<br /><br />On Monday, I had planned on going later that evening, but couldn't go. I knew from my Mom that he had taken a turn for the worst and was not doing well.<br /><br />They had intubated him.<br /><br />One of the things that he never wanted.<br /><br />So on Tuesday, I went to the hospital to see him. I can hardly describe what I saw. That was not my Uncle there. The man that I have seen all my life to be so strong and courageous was lying there....unconscious, hooked to machines.<br /><br />Every fiber in my being knew that this was wrong. It seemed inconceivable. He was just talking to us and being his normal, aggravating self!<br /><br />Seeing him like this made me recall a conversation that we had just had the week before as I took him to the Dr. He made the comment that he made my Mom the health care surrogate. I was confused because I had always been the emergency contact and EVERYTHING else in his life. He explained that he didn't put me because "You wouldn't pull the plug"......I laughed and said that if he coughed the wrong way I would pull it!<br /><br />You see, that was our way. We were always honest with one another, but tried to make even the hard stuff lighter with laughter. He has the same sense of humor as me and we would always have a great time laughing and talking together.<br /><br />I knew that he would not want to be hooked up to that machine if the doctors gave him no chance. We waited to see what they would say. It felt like forever. There were many times that we thought that his last breath was very near.<br /><br />He just held on. I am not sure what he was holding on for....I cannot think of anyone else that wanted to see Jesus as much as him! When he accepted Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior, he was a changed man! You know, it was like that old Allen just died and a new creation was born, just like the Bible tells us. He was more compassionate and had a servant's heart. He worked at the church that he attended. He was able to use his gift of being a carpenter for God's glory! He took great pride in all that he did there. But beyond that, he was different with his family. He really took time with us. He absolutely adored my kids!<br /><br /><br />When I was pregnant with Mr. Man, he kept saying that he was a boy...he just knew it! He was such a wonderful person for him to be around. He loved to hunt and fish....he took alot of pride knowing that he would be the one to teach Mr. Man those things. He actually did take him fishing for the first time. I talked about it <a href="http://http//cogdillfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/fishin-with.html">here</a>. Those pictures are more priceless to me now than anything. I am thankful that I have those memories to look back on.<br /><br />After given the news that we were dreading, we knew that it was time to say goodbye. I am so thankful that I had a few minutes alone with him. Time to let him know how I felt about him and reaffirm that I was happy and excited that he would soon see Jesus.<br /><br /><br />Uncle Allen took his final breath on September 30, 2009.<br /><br /><br /><br />It still seems so bizarre to utter those words.<br /><br />Somehow, I feel like this must be some horrible joke. I just know that he will come through the door at any moment. Unfortunately for me, this is reality. But to him....it is Heaven.....literally!<br /><br />I don't mourn for him, as I know that he is with our Lord and Savior. I mourn for me. For the times when I need his wisdom and love. Times when my kids need that touch that only he good give. Those special memories that I just knew he would be a part of.<br /><br />I am so thankful for the time that he was present in my life. I cannot explain to you how deeply I cared for this man. He was so much more than an Uncle. On Thanksgiving, it was truly surreal for him to not be at the dinner table. Christmas will just not be the same without him here.<br /><br />So when you are with your family this Christmas season, hold on a little longer, squeeze a little tighter, and let them know how you feel about them. Life is but a vapor. Pettiness should not factor in to a true, loving relationship.<br /><br /><br />What I would give to have 5 minutes with him. I believe that he knew how I feel about him. I know that given the opportunity, he wouldn't come back. Would you?<br /><br /><br />Thank you for allowing me to share a piece of my heart with you. I don't take it lightly that you have chosen to read my blog. I count it a privilege!<br /><br />I pray many blessings upon you and your family for this Christmas season!<br /><br />Blessings,<br /><br />KimKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-83349255015461212512009-11-09T17:26:00.002-05:002009-11-09T18:38:38.055-05:00Transparency......There are a few things about myself that I realized over the last few months.<br /><br />One of these things is my lack of transparency. <br /><br />Oh, I used to be very transparent. Too transparent at times. I would give my life story at the drop of a hat. I would give details that may be considered "too much information." <br /><br />It is a little different now. (except for those "lucky" few people lol!)<br /><br />You see, I have gotten a little more careful with my life. Who I choose to let in and give access to. I consider it a privilege to be allowed to roam around in someones life. If I choose to let you in, that means that I will listen to your advice and concerns for my life. <br /><br />There is power in that. <br /><br />I have realized that I allowed to many people to have free roam in my life. I don't have ill feelings to anyone, I just recognized that such freedom shouldn't be given lightly. Nor should it be out of habit. The ability to solicit advice is powerful. When we receive advice from someone, we are allowing them to walk around in our lives. We can never underestimate the power of advice given. Words are very powerful. They can change the way we think about an issue. Particularly if we are not grounded in the Word. <br /><br />I have recently went through some pretty life changing events that are both public and private. During these times, I have endured my share of heartache, as well as joy and confirmation. I have learned that not everyone will be happy with my decisions, nor will they understand them. That has been a hard concept for me......that while I know I am being obedient, others may not like my decision and give me grief about it.<br /><br />It is in the times of conflict or great resolution that I must rely solely on God. HE will be delighted with my joys and hurt in my sorrow. He can and will take the place of that well meaning friend who can let you down. He can allow you to be completely open and honest without the fear of being rejected. <br /><br />There is a certain freedom that I have felt since all of my life changes have been made. Freedom in knowing that I am being obedient, is among the first joys that I am experiencing. I also feel that for the first time, my priorities are in order. The way that God has intended them to be. <br /><br />1) God<br />2) Family (including the sub-heading here-husband, THEN kids)<br />3) Church<br />4) Everything else<br /><br />For so long, I have been very out-of-whack with my priorities. It has left people feeling unimportant in my life. I want these things that I have learned to stick. <br /><br />*For me to have a closer relationship with my Lord and Savior than I did today. <br />*For me to adore and value my husband and treat him the way that God has intended. <br />*For my kids to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I think they are the best things since sliced bread. To raise them in Godly wisdom and love.<br />*To value the friendships that God has placed in my life. I have realized that friendships are not a place to crave excess. The friendships that weigh you down or do not make you a better person are not needed.<br />*To have a desire to see everyone in my life come to know Christ and that there should be evidence of growth in their lives.<br /><br />There are many other things that I have learned lately. Some things are private and I cannot share them here. I would love to know that everyone that reads this blog is on my side and can understand where I am coming from, but that just isn't the case. So here I go......I am choosing to be a little less transparent.<br /><br />I hope that you have been living a blessed life since the last time I posted!<br />Blessings,<br />Kim<br />Next post....an update on what has been happening in my life since I last posted.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-75571235402183739372009-09-27T21:13:00.002-04:002009-09-27T21:25:14.412-04:00A quick little update.....It seems that blogging has been fewer and farther between. It is not my intentions to leave anyone hanging, it has just been an interesting few months! Please stick with me!<div><br /></div><div>So many life changes in such a short time, I hardly know where to begin. </div><div><br /></div><div>I would have to say that the girls are doing well in school. They both got their interims and made all A's and one B!! I am a proud Momma! </div><div><br /></div><div>We are trying to get settled in with our new schedule. With me going to school two days a week, I have to make some adjustments to our normal activities. It has been a struggle at times, but I think that it will work...eventually! </div><div><br /></div><div>My Uncle has had some health issues that we have been dealing with. If you think of it, add him to your prayer list. His name is Allen. We appreciate all the prayers that we can get!</div><div><br /></div><div>I have applied to the nursing program. The application period is from September 1-30, so I will hopefully know something the second week of October. I truly have a peace about whatever may happen. I know that everything happens in God's perfect timing! </div><div><br /></div><div>Kevin has also started school! I am so proud of him! He wanted to go for a while, but I think that fear held him back. How many times have I allowed the enemy to lie to me? Too many to name! But what is important is that he is going now! I know that he will be great at his new profession! </div><div><br /></div><div>I tried to give you tidbits of what's what....I will post more later!</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that today found you in the House of the Lord!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-11916011184864509632009-09-17T21:58:00.003-04:002009-09-17T22:03:00.113-04:00Just wanted to share.......I found this little gem online the other day......................<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions or cures, have chosen rather, to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares." ~Henri Nouwen</span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">This was a neat "Amen" moment for me. I think that so many times, we feel the need to fix things for the people we love. Sometimes, we may just need to be present. I pray that I can be these things for those who I love! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">I hope that you have had a blessed week!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">Blessings, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:180%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">Kim</span></span></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-44834482685266753942009-09-15T00:16:00.002-04:002009-09-15T00:25:02.906-04:00Those two little words......Okay, I must admit it. <div><br /></div><div>I have been a horrible blogger! Not that you didn't notice or anything! </div><div><br /></div><div>I have so much that I would like to share with all of you. But here's the thing...........</div><div><br /></div><div>I am waiting.</div><div><br /></div><div>Waiting for God to give me the green light. </div><div><br /></div><div>I want to share only what He would have me share. These last couple of weeks have been very enlightening. I have attempted to share <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ALOT</span>, but then am prompted to guard my tongue.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I will share with you, I PROMISE!!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>I just had to write and let everyone know that I am alive and well..........</div><div><br /></div><div>I figured that I must do this, because one of my friends recently posted on my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">facebook</span> page, "<b><i>Blog, please</i></b>". So for you Sabrina, I am blogging. </div><div><br /></div><div>Sorry for the lapse in non-writing. I will try really hard to be better!</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that you are having a wonderful week!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings,</div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-57547071978535448642009-08-14T23:12:00.002-04:002009-08-14T23:18:40.179-04:00The grades are in..........After what seemed like an eternal semester, I am finally finished. I thought that it would never end! <div><br /></div><div>I am glad to say that I ended with an A in Humanities 2 and a C in Intermediate Algebra. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am perfectly happy with my C. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thankyousomuch</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have never claimed to be a math genius, so mediocre suits me just fine! </div><div><br /></div><div>This next semester should be pretty interesting.....</div><div><br /></div><div>I am only taking 2 classes again, </div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>BUT...........</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>since I didn't register until later, I have to drive 50 miles one way to another campus!! That will bless ya! </div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>ALSO.........</i></b></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div>I am taking Lit and Algebra. Oh yeah, I am a glutton. </div><div><br /></div><div>We shall see how this all pans out!</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that you are all enjoying the last bit of your summer!</div><div><br /></div><div>I can't wait for school to start again for the kids.....I am tired of all the fighting!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-6108256797792705552009-08-07T00:30:00.002-04:002009-08-07T00:42:59.930-04:00A & D...........And I am not talking about the ointment, people!! <div><br /></div><div>Those two letters are my grades!</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh yeah.......</div><div><br /></div><div>I got an A in Humanities 2!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>BUT...................................</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>I have a D in math right now. Yeah, I know. Kinda sucks.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fortunately, my teacher is allowing me to retake 2 tests! I am not sure if that is a blessing or a curse. Cause I think that he is reopening them in hopes that I actually <i>pass </i>them! </div><div><br /></div><div>What a novel idea! </div><div><br /></div><div>I am surprising even myself with my frustration at anything below an A! I feel totally different about school as I am in my 30's. It feels good to care about my grade and want nothing less than the best! A huge difference from my high school and early college days! </div><div><br /></div><div>So, as I am finished with Humanities, I will be finished with my math class next week. </div><div><br /></div><div>Pray for a miracle, cause I sure need one!</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that all is well in your life and that you don't have any math to do!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-36177065718419767092009-07-23T13:17:00.003-04:002009-07-23T14:29:42.078-04:00I'm not who I used to be..........Growing up, you never realize the impact of your actions and how they WILL affect you as you are an adult. I can remember hearing people say that a certain decision can follow you for the rest of your life. But when you are 16 years old, you know more than <i>anyone</i> and don't believe their lies! How ironic that now, I am eating those feelings! <div><br /></div><div>I have been going through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> of life changes recently that have made me reflect on certain behaviors of the past. It can be very painful to relive the past, and this case has been no exception. When I was growing up, I was like everyone else, and had the need to belong. Belong to a group who believed that I was valuable, regardless of what that value was. I remember having this group of friends who made me feel special and validated that "<i>I was a good person"</i> Funny. Real funny now. Those same friends that I had then.....where are they now? I have only 1 remnant of that past life. Only one friend who has stuck by me through thick and thin. Only one friend that loves me still, in spite of all my many faults. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am so far from perfect. I know that the only one who will truly love me unconditionally is my Lord and Savior. And because He loves me, He shows me when I make a mistake. </div><div><br /></div><div><i>OUCH!!!! </i></div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes, the lessons that He teaches us can be very painful. They can reduce us to mere shells of the people that we thought we were. </div><div><br /></div><div>I would like to explain. See, as I have been going through many changes in my life, I have looked back at many aspects of my existence. I realize that I can be hateful, manipulative, judgemental, and basically nothing that Jesus wants to see in me. I realize that I have the tendency to hold grudges and feel like I have reason to be angry. I often validate why I feel a certain way and hold onto those feelings like a turtle. I will only let go when it thunders! </div><div><br /></div><div>What has happened lately?</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Alot</span> of thunderstorms!</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been forced to look inside my sorry, no good heart and try and clean it up. I have looked inside, and I am disgusted. I can't believe that the Creator of the Universe still chooses to love me, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cruddiness</span> and all! </div><div><br /></div><div>I would like to share a few things that I have learned. </div><div><br /></div><div>*I have learned that I need to check myself before I start being so judgemental. </div><div>I know that I am human by nature and I will always try to make myself feel better about a situation. I will probably try and skirt around the fact that it <i>could </i>be my issue and not yours. I need to remember the saying "Don't judge that person until you have walked a mile in their shoes". How true! Funny thing is that I always believed it for myself, I mean, I didn't want you judging me, but I didn't want to walk in your shoes! </div><div><br /></div><div>*I know that EVERYTHING happens for a reason. I believe that God will add or take away things from our lives for His purpose. I don't always understand what is happening, but I have to believe that somehow, it will bring honor and glory to Him. </div><div><br /></div><div>*We have to be still. This is a hard one for me, I am a busy-body and a "fix-it" kind of person. Be still. Enough said. </div><div><br /></div><div>*I have to remember that His grace is sufficient. When I feel like I am being slighted or worse, I need to know that His grace, love and mercy will sustain me!</div><div><br /></div><div>*People will not always be on your side or understand your position. We must be obedient anyway! Faithfulness is not judged by what others would do, it is by your own actions and heart. I cannot ride on the coattails of another and expect the blessings that God wants to give me! </div><div><br /></div><div>These are just a few things that I have gotten <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">spiritual</span> spankings over. God has really nailed these principles into my skull........but I am hard-headed, and will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">definitely</span> need a refresher course again! I am realizing that I am responsible for <b><i>me</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> and only me. I can't play Holy Spirit Jr. and try to twist His will into my own. </span></b></div><div><br /></div><div>In saying this, I know that I have a long way to go. A lifetime of dying daily to make His will my own. I believe that His grace, love and mercy are enough for me. I pray that when I see people "who knew me when...." that they see that there is something different about me. I pray that they see Jesus in me. </div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that you and your family have a blessed weekend! Attend the church of your choice, but go!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-35921864822447939692009-07-21T17:22:00.000-04:002009-07-21T17:10:16.927-04:00Fill me up.....<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; ">You know the times when you feel like you are flailing about? When you feel as though your whole world is crashing around you....at light speed-and you can't do anything about it? The times when you need to have your cup filled? <div><br /></div><div>It is during these times that I seek God's face the most. It is during those times that God reveals Himself to me more and more. I long to have those intimate moments with my Lord more than ever during those difficult times. I know that it is cliche'd but I sometimes lean on Him so hard in the valleys, but forget to praise him when I am on the mountain top. I never want to forget that the same God that got me through the hard times is the God that sustains me in the good times. I should offer praises up to him for EVERYTHING that He does! </div><div><br /></div><div>I want to be the kind of woman that is so sold out for God that my cup continually runneth over. Don't get me wrong, I am convinced that God has already given me way too much for my own good. I am blessed with a wonderful husband, beautiful, healthy children and amazing friends. I have been given many opportunities that I just don't deserve. </div><div><br /></div><div>But in this place, I am longing for a fresh refill. Longing for Him to fill my cup. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am in the process of seeking some real changes in my life. I am seeking God's face in many decisions that need to be made. </div><div><br /></div><div>I would love to share some of those decisions with you, but now is not the right time. I have always said that this would be an outlet that no matter what <i>I </i>may look like, I would give an honest glimpse into my life. I just don't feel the liberty to share at this moment. I am sure that I will soon! </div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings,</div><div>Kim</div></div></span></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-36367367855003990542009-07-21T17:01:00.002-04:002009-07-21T17:06:28.027-04:00Still kicking......I am sure by now, I have lost every reader that I gained during my giveaway! <div><br /></div><div>But for those who are still loyal.......Thank you! (I'm kidding....you are ALL loyal )</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been going through alot at the moment, and feel like I haven't even had time to breathe! I am almost finished with this semester!!!! YEAH!!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I have never been more excited to have a semester end! </div><div><br /></div><div>I have another post to follow, but wanted to say a sincere "thank you" to all of you who have been faithful to my blog. I appreciate it more than you know! Having my voice heard in this way is something that I never thought that I would ever do, but I am continually blessed by you and your sweet comments!</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that you are having an amazing week!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div><div><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-75187108179778822752009-07-06T18:23:00.002-04:002009-07-06T18:28:38.894-04:00One down.....A few weeks ago, I asked for prayer. I was about to take my Nursing Entrance Test and felt a little nervous about it. I felt good after taking it, but knew that the possibility was there of me completely bombing it! <div><br /></div><div>I received my letter in the mail at the end of last week and.......................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I PASSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I feel so relieved now that this part of the process is over! I am still planning on applying to the program in September, and will keep you updated on all of the activities as they unfold. </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you for all of the prayers. They were felt and needed. I am thankful that I have a great support system of people who love and pray for me! </div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that you had an awesome 4th of July.....thank a soldier for your freedom!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-88469437292027412872009-06-30T16:46:00.007-04:002009-06-30T17:19:07.271-04:00And the winner is........<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And the winner is: #2 Sabrina!! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Okay, so I have my kids as my witness and I am glad that I decided to do a random drawing! lol! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">There is no way that I could choose myself! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I will be doing another giveaway soon, so keep checking back!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Congrats! I hope that you enjoy this giftcard! (</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Heaven knows that I wouldn't! lol</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">!) </span></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">For some reason, when I post the random number thingy, it won't keep the number that it chose. I pinky promise that it was #2!! Ask my kids, they won't lie to you!! lol!! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Blessings, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Kim</span></span></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-91539836020460635222009-06-25T19:19:00.002-04:002009-06-25T19:39:26.921-04:00None for me, thanks.....I have something that I need to come clean about. <div><br /></div><div>I know that it may turn some of you away from reading my blog, but I feel that I must be honest.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>I don't drink coffee.</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div>There, I said it. </div><div><br /></div><div>I feel much better now!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lol</span>! </div><div><br /></div><div>Truth be told, I have never liked the taste. I always think that I may be able to muster up something in me to make myself like it, but I just can't. It tastes like, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">umm</span>........I don't even know what to describe it as. </div><div><br /></div><div>Like <i>coffee. </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I don't even like cold coffee drinks or desserts with a coffee taste! I know, it seems <b><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">UNAMERICAN</span></b>, doesn't it? </div><div><br /></div><div>That being said, remember what I said <a href="http://cogdillfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/might-be-little-odd-but.html">here</a>?</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I have come to the conclusion that I am the only person (well, me and my hubby) that doesn't drink coffee. I figured that the perfect giveaway would be..................</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">$</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">0</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">0</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">0</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">g</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ift</span> card to </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;">STARBUCKS!!!!</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div>Here are the rules: </div><div>1) You must link my blog in your blog and/or tweet,</div><div>2) become a follower </div><div>3) leave a comment telling me that you have linked me and what has been your favorite post so far! (and maybe what the appeal is with coffee! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">lol</span>!)</div><div><br /></div><div>I will do a random drawing on Tuesday, June 30. Best of luck to all!! </div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that you are having a great week!</div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div><div><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-70971319040427329882009-06-23T18:54:00.002-04:002009-06-23T19:00:18.877-04:00Oh, the sidekick....While cooking dinner tonight, I told Beatrice that Ed McMahon had passed away today. She had never heard of him before, and asked what did he did. I told her that he was Johnny Carson's <i>sidekick</i> on the "Tonight Show". <div><br /></div><div>Gertie came in and said, "So he knew that stuff was gonna happen before it did?" I just stood there for a minute, trying to understand what the two could possibly have to do with each other. Then it dawned on me.</div><div><br /></div><div><i>Psychic. </i></div><div><br /></div><div>She thought that he was Johnny Carson's psychic. </div><div><br /></div><div>What an imagination, that one.</div><div><br /></div><div>Funny. Good times, good times.</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-35560099747887429982009-06-17T23:21:00.000-04:002009-06-17T22:34:32.986-04:00I..........<p align="left">I am an absolute blog stalker....I found this on <a href="http://www.shejusthadtosayit.com/">her</a> blog. I thought that it was cute and that I would try to do it myself. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> harder than I thought! Here are my answers........</p><p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left">I am…<i>often reminded of my imperfections</i></p> <p align="left">I want…<i>to be finished with school</i><br /></p><p align="left">I have…<i>an amazing husband</i> </p> <p align="left">I wish…<i>that my father in law was still alive</i> </p><p align="left">I know…<i>that Jesus loves me</i><br /></p><p align="left">I hate…<i>music of Duran Duran and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Depeche</span> Mode</i></p> <p align="left">I fear…<i>robots</i> </p><p align="left">I crave…<i>alone time with my husband</i><br /></p><p align="left">I search…<i>the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">internet</span> WAY too much</i><br /></p><p align="left">I always…<i>can eat a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Krispy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kreme</span> Doughnut</i> </p><p align="left">I usually…<i>find humor in things</i> </p><p align="left">I am not…<i>good at confrontation</i></p><p align="left">I miss…<i>my Great Grandma</i><br /></p><p align="left">I love…<i>being in love</i></p><p align="left">I never…<i>eat pork roast</i><br /></p><p align="left">I rarely…<i>take time to smell the roses along the way </i><br /></p><p align="left">I cry…<i>very easily</i><br /></p><p align="left">I lose…<i>my cool, way more than I should</i><br /></p><p align="left">I should…<i>be more organized</i><br /></p><p align="left">I worry…<i>about my</i> <i>kids and their safety</i><i> </i><br /></p><p align="left">I dream…<i>about having my own restaurant</i><br /></p><p align="left">I was…<i>a horrible student in high school and for that matter....school in general</i><br /></p><p align="left">I need…<i>my friends</i><br /></p><p align="left">I can…<i>wiggle my ears (Beatrice told me to put that)</i> </p><p align="left">Feel free to erase my answers and post them to your own blog. It is fun!</p><p align="left">Blessings, </p><p align="left">Kim</p>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-70060677539236819112009-06-17T18:17:00.003-04:002009-06-17T18:39:29.504-04:00An interview.........I decided to interview my youngest child, Mr. Man. I wanted to see what things were like from his 3 year old perspective. Here it is:<div><br /></div><div>1. What is Mommie's name? <i>Mommie Cogdill</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>2. What is Daddy's name? <i>Kevin</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>3. Are you a good boy? <i>yes, all the time</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>4. Who loves you? <i>maybe Grandma</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>5. Where do we live? <i>at the workshop (??????)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>6. What is your favorite food? <i>cherry coke</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>7. Who is your best friend? <i>Rudolph (yes, the red nose reindeer)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>8. How much do I love you? <i>a big hulk (he likes super-heroes)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>9. What is your favorite movie? <i>museum come to life every night (Night at the Museum)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>10. What do you want to be when you get bigger? <i>a macho man (we saw the village people at universal, he never forgot it! lol!)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>11. What is your favorite place to go? <i>where the fireworks are</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>12. How big are you? <i>This big (holds out hands)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>13. What is your favorite song? <i>It says da da da da....giselle, giselle. (not sure where that came from)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><br /></div><div>Just thought that I would pick his brain and see what <i>gems </i>he would come up with!! He is a hoot, and didn't disappoint! lol! </div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div><div><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-27751855284078632342009-06-08T18:03:00.002-04:002009-06-08T18:07:22.078-04:00Oh yeah, you know it's true.......This is a repost. Funny......I still feel the same way. Enjoy.<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 14px; "><h2 class="date-header" style="margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal Georgia, Times, serif; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.2em; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 8, 2008</h2><div class="post uncustomized-post-template" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; "><a name="3855692306948048914"></a><h3 class="post-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 20px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(33, 86, 112); "><a href="http://cogdillfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-this-i-am-sure.html" style="color: rgb(33, 86, 112); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: normal; ">Of this I am sure.......</a></h3><div class="post-header-line-1"></div><div class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "><p>*Please take this post with a wink and a smile.<br /><br />Do you ever wonder what your mansion in Heaven will be like?<br /><br />I like to think that I will have enough room for me and all my angel friends, plenty of room for entertaining and the ability to snap my fingers and have a clean mansion. I know that all of the disciples will want to come and "hang" at my crib.<br /><br />But the one thing that I pray I will have in my mansion is a<br /><br />Krispy<br />Kreme.<br /><br />Oh yeah, you know it!<br /><br />I have said this forever and I know that God truly knows my heart and really will consider this for me.<br /><br />Maybe.<br /><br />But on the flip side.<br /><br />Even though I can't stand the thought of what hell may be like. I would like to think that I know of two things that will most certainly be there.<br /><br />As part of the ongoing torture and punishment, I am most certain that everyone will be issued two things when they arrive.<br /><br />Math books and pantyhose.<br /><br />That's right, I believe that people in hell will be doing Math and putting on pantyhose over and over and over and over and over and over again.<br /><br />That would be enough torture for me.<br /><br />I am convinced of this even more now as I am taking a math class as a pre-requisite for nursing.<br /><br />I.<br />Hate.<br />Math.<br /><br />As I am writing this, I am supposed to be studying for a test that I have today.<br /><br />I feel rebellious.<br /><br />So as I am trying to pass the word along, please pass it too.<br /><br />hell is forever and hot.<br />It has math and pantyhose.<br /><br />Of this I am sure.<br /><br />Have a great day!<br />Blessings,<br />Kim<br /><br />* Please understand that I DO NOT take Hell lightly. I fully understand that Hell is real, and that there is no light-hearted moments there. My sincere wish is that everyone that you know and love knows and has a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. This is meant to express my sincere hatred of both math and pantyhose, not to diminish the reality of Hell.*</p></div><div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "><p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"><span class="post-timestamp"> </span><span class="post-comment-link"></span><span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"></span><span class="post-icons"><span class="item-control blog-admin pid-267488144" style="display: inline; "><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2937616716406522784&postID=3855692306948048914" title="Edit Post" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 136, 170); "><span class="quick-edit-icon"> </span></a></span></span></p></div></div></span></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-48615885268298679402009-06-08T17:07:00.003-04:002009-06-08T17:19:33.671-04:00Just an FYI..........I am supposed to be doing my math test online, but I decided that I needed a little break.....<div><br /></div><div>you know, all work and no play makes Kim a <b>grumpy</b> girl!</div><div><br /></div><div>I looked at one of my fave blogs, (notice that it is on my blog roll at the bottom.....she is one of my faves and I put her on here a year ago!) and what did I see???????????????</div><div><br /></div><div>A GIVEAWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh yeah, a good one, girls!</div><div><br /></div><div>It is a Coach Purse!!!! </div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>Be still my heart!</i></div><div><br /></div><div>I thought about being stingy and not telling you, but I figured that if you love me and you win it that <strike>you could give it to me</strike> we could share it! lol! (who's kidding?)</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is the link to her blog:</div><div><a href="http://www.prudishmom.com/2009/06/coach-purse-giveaway.html">a tad bit prudish</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Best of luck to <strike>me</strike> all of you!</div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-23373011772754013382009-05-27T23:47:00.003-04:002009-05-28T00:13:46.451-04:00This makes me feel very happy........<div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdI5eeMW8eluZRT4mV0548NPCNStBm6gMTretuDOZe3qwDz1nDxeQc-Ej2Dri0uBo5sDIhkWdhxv5qz8Ynt8SvwZVth9TG9WPhrPRQIy6mjW1aGKlkcp1d6lo3iOf0G7RvW2xHqdCUCEw/s320/krispy+kreme.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 130px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721357433490402" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When this sign is on........I HAVE to stop!!</div><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitQfCe4w8TJCVl7ggZFRwhbA1lU1s8wb8R0dAOQQyljx9PTpFgKXhdLQQlmzmLmwv64CrS3HeXzvHCWKCdmzfY-dL-v3kF6HReZG-mXNVPzad2GkKffOuYRZls8DcBrLZPR0chlmR76w/s320/100_2203.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721366930045570" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bliss, on my counter.........</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtqKEAjtvAuKyxMKa5FHMcJSrGN7kSDuK0Ao7Xcd1Bc1AdIYN49481dhHED17M-sEFZSzH-wMTuoKXU0BvAIW6HCQM4YhxMFPWpF4JVFjjoC9y5WE7usRchKdPnLGXWUzZtwGXw3tKwe0/s320/100_2206.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721369620256930" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">OH YEAH!!!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;">{disclaimer: I cannot be held responsible for the feelings that you may have while looking at this picture....if you instantly feel the need to get a HOT doughnut, GO. Go quickly and get one! On a side note, I am sorry if you feel a little ill by seeing me with no makeup on. I was ready for bed, people!! lol!}</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Blessings, </div><div style="text-align: left;">Kim</div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-86250070975384851492009-05-26T10:05:00.003-04:002009-05-26T10:10:17.149-04:00Our Disney trip........Both of our girls share the same birthday. We decided that since Disney was doing the "get in free for your birthday" thing, that we would take advantage of it.....ot was 2 for 1 for us! We stayed for 5 days and went to Disney, Hollywood Studios and Universal and Islands of Adventure. We have annual passes to Universal, so we decided to make the most of the trip. The icing on the cake was going to see the Blue Man Group! This was the second time that Kevin and I saw the show, and we really enjoyed it! I had such a great time with my family, and look forward to the next getaway!<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f5455794e6a59314d513d3d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Disney 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f5455794e6a59314d513d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank">Make a Smilebox slideshow</a></td></tr></table><br /><br />Blessings, <br />KimKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-58297152972655152002009-05-24T14:20:00.004-04:002009-05-24T15:17:18.832-04:00{lucky} 13.........Growing up, I believed in the old wives tale about the number 13. I believed that it was bad luck. I believed that you didn't want to have a birthday on that day, or that you never wanted to have that number associated with anything. I can remember that my fears were confirmed when I realized that there wasn't a 13th floor in hotels! <div><br /></div><div>But as they say, you grow up and realize that some of the things you were afraid of as a child, just seem silly when you are older. That is very apparent to me now. </div><div><br /></div><div>You see, May 25, 1996 was the day that I chose to marry the man of my dreams. I am ashamed to say it now, but only recently did I realize just how perfect he is for me. We have been together for so long that I cannot hardly remember my life before him! I was 16 and he was 22. I know, I know......don't worry, he still gets teased about it from me! I tell him all the time that he was lurking at the playground trying to find a suitable date!! lol!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Funny though, we don't think about our age now, we just see each other for</div><div> who and what we are. When I look into his eyes, I see what love truly means. I am thankful that he loves me and accepts me just the way I am. He makes me want to be a better person, wife and mother. I am more in love with him today, than ever before. With him, I have created 3 beautiful children and made tons of memories. </div><div><br /></div><div>I look forward to many more happy anniversaries together! I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with the man of my dreams! I am so thankful that when God made Kevin, he made him for me! He knew that he was perfect for me even when I didn't. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, tomorrow will be magic #13........I am so excited to share this day with him and our kids. Never have I been so happy to see #13!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, <br /></div><div>Kim</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiFhyphenhyphenjjCT6ysSmH-694jRwlDG6OIzUMF99Mspj1wwSJz8DcVkIhBmYK3jkUaIsTY0R7iyGtlFYcuMl9zOXuTMsqT65iT4_iFNNFRyUqFdZpEva46o9-jjU3rjQm_ugrgnayuJBL4CDV0c/s320/05-24-2009+02%3B39%3B52PM.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339465788233126770" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhf-tWU6DcnyfKPk1v4fGRqc9KJhmYn5YpWPl4tfraXlkqlK2-w5H9Pl2FOSOrhtvxdqNJsZH2Mfn6QWOXxYNIDsjBMEGl2z9MuD3sO1PU7vrhhNTglJw8yMDEcFPmQQ4_Ug5wDZJAqAM/s320/100_2133.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339465795336019650" /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Then.......................... And now............................</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-70349562577777535352009-05-20T14:19:00.004-04:002009-05-20T21:05:27.513-04:00I really do feel blessed.......God has placed me in some interesting situations. I can remember when we came to the church that we have attended for the last 8 1/2 years. We came in, not knowing what would happen in our future. The youth pastor that we had at the time made youth ministry look so easy and SO fun!! I remember asking him if I could HELP. <div><br /></div><div>HELP.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not teach.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I went into the class that I was asked to, and I quickly found out that it was not the class for me! It was a 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> grade middle school class. Need I say more?</div><div><br /></div><div>Our yout pastor realized that there was an opening in the 9<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> and 10<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> grade class with another teacher, and I took my position in that class. Wow! What a difference a few years makes! <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I really took to the girls in that class. They were eager and willing to learn, which makes it easier to teach. I wasn't in the class but for a month or so, and the other teacher felt that God was calling her out into another class to teach. </div><div><br /></div><div>Panic. That is what I felt at that moment. I knew that I couldn't do it alone! I remember that someone told me that God doesn't call the equipped, He equips the called. That made complete sense to me. I decided to do what was right by the girls that were in there and try my best to teach the lessons that I had been given. </div><div><br /></div><div>Long story short..........these girls are still a part of my lives today. That was 8 years ago. I have seen them grow into beautiful young women. I have seen them graduate high school and college. I have seen them get married and one is even pregnant now! </div><div><br /></div><div>I am so proud of the women that they have become! </div><div><br /></div><div>It was my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">privilege</span> to go to another of their weddings. </div><div>Here are some of the pics of the evening:</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPkfW8HnGPYlVLNhFuIHdMVX-zu9A3fAH_vSzdk5oDotbZysl2AizkDAc5x4blWlCsajoIWKkGR_BlPhD6etwHcMmrBDkKfk0-PHSIAidYXKR8fN3j7A1twJEaOo-Idox-20HVwTO3nnk/s1600-h/100_2116.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPkfW8HnGPYlVLNhFuIHdMVX-zu9A3fAH_vSzdk5oDotbZysl2AizkDAc5x4blWlCsajoIWKkGR_BlPhD6etwHcMmrBDkKfk0-PHSIAidYXKR8fN3j7A1twJEaOo-Idox-20HVwTO3nnk/s320/100_2116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337984497139587106" /></a><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh6b6w1DuiSi7rtgEttFf1MXXrJy-OK2f5bFiXAdACazdbGuuTfTWOKhjIwUT02ot0hQAzzP2rRRnc8pPi-UWWmU9-IlSMCC7ePd7xexNIdv0Yy47eTAybpqpfo55LfQGmNYVOBhHOPq0/s320/100_2105.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337984492828377522" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxKUfgWoEzssMmnYI5m_GqH01NsgMSL1XYHjskmvUokAeTF4RjiCklXgrIMtux1A025D-zC8AGJ7r0F-x8CdRM-kgQyuhcrUCWfY_rfMypQf4grFcFNuWW838O6edC65plzlCMUfOzZQ/s1600-h/100_2123.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxKUfgWoEzssMmnYI5m_GqH01NsgMSL1XYHjskmvUokAeTF4RjiCklXgrIMtux1A025D-zC8AGJ7r0F-x8CdRM-kgQyuhcrUCWfY_rfMypQf4grFcFNuWW838O6edC65plzlCMUfOzZQ/s320/100_2123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337984490596662322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFal9tp8r0WxEQHcEVLlrszU1BZo0bEpQiyyQ5NVDkFqmbUXX-9CH9JvdnLNlqm8rp927jzljxITrMHfOe1MaBgn213WaPsrw230glPzc_WPfgbjfMutv9Cmx_Lxs1a4wSPw7-ApDLFKc/s1600-h/100_2121.JPG"></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDt02Wfuf5hfQ8hh1-rCjyv8xQ_E1EBhatNdJAMh_h7-al2C1XCakdhT7JcXIR3b_Pt3prS4mAkOC54vPaiLtQbFhmVbIYb1pl0b-gKCvz9dCmIcqVVHxtbtm-DJGW189sYjCs4oX48Po/s320/100_2125.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337984501510777122" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I feel extremely blessed that God has placed me where I am. I could never have imagined that I would be able to be a part of something that is bigger than me. I have had opportunities to witness to these girls and to see one of them come to know Christ. I am thankful that they still consider me a part of their lives! </div><div><br /></div><div>I just wanted to share a few of these special moments with my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">bloggy</span> friends. Special friendships are hard to come by, but when they are ordained by God, it makes them all the more special! </div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937616716406522784.post-56011159586452722042009-05-20T14:11:00.002-04:002009-05-20T14:18:40.084-04:00Might be a little odd, but........You know, I have often been accused of going against the grain. <div><br /></div><div>Well, this is gonna be no exception. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know that I said I was gonna do a give away for my 100th post, BUT.........</div><div><br /></div><div>I haven't blogged in so long that I just felt that I needed to make sure I had any followers still! </div><div><br /></div><div>I need to know, are there any of you still left? I don't blame you if you are long gone, I mean, it seemed as though I had fallen off the face of the earth! lol!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I will be doing my give away in a few weeks, after I see if I have anyone left reading! I already have a gift in mind that I am sure will please! </div><div><br /></div><div>My promise to you is that I am back. I will not be on a blog hiatus for this long again. I sure miss you when I am away! </div><div><br /></div><div>Blessings, </div><div>Kim</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427619770814977271noreply@blogger.com0