<?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-299666038090495659</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:09:22.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mom Like Me</title><subtitle type='html'>The purpose of this blog is to encourage and challenge  Moms &amp;amp; Women of all ages.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-7902485368249870584</id><published>2010-04-14T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:15:59.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thigs I've Learned As A Mom</title><content type='html'>1. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grannie&lt;/span&gt; to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hemorrhoids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Boobs do more than bounce&lt;br /&gt;3. A hot date can happen at Chic-&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt;-A&lt;br /&gt;4. Going to bed by 9pm is AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;5. Disney cartoons have cuss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;words in&lt;/span&gt; them&lt;br /&gt;6. Mom was right, what goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; comes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Left-overs are a delicious dinner offering&lt;br /&gt;8. Kids won't walk into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; with a diaper, but they may wear one until the night before&lt;br /&gt;9. When they are quiet something is wrong, messy &amp;amp; very wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that note I gotta run. my quiet pay-backer is in need of some assistance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-7902485368249870584?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7902485368249870584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=7902485368249870584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/7902485368249870584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/7902485368249870584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2010/04/thigs-ive-learned-as-mom.html' title='Thigs I&apos;ve Learned As A Mom'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3971219983625814702</id><published>2009-10-20T14:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:29:22.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden in Plain Sight</title><content type='html'>So, David cries out "where can I hide from your presence?" We can all imagine making our way up, up and not away from God's presence, or down , down and, again, not away from his presence. But what about in? What about in our depression, anger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grief&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;, fear, guilt and so on? Are we hidden from his presence there?&lt;br /&gt;It seems easier to imagine a child playing hide &amp;amp; seek on the mountain tops, or in a cave and relate that to the foolishness of thinking one could actually be hidden from God Most High. The reality is, however, that we do play the game. When you are down and loneliness seems to scream in your ears, do you feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; from his presence? What do you do? Listen to the voice of the enemy or reach for truth found in the word of God? Nothing can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; us from God! And continue that to nothing can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; us from the love of God, let that sink in. God loves you and nothing can get you off his mind, out of his sight or away from his heart! You are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; from God at any time, in any circumstance or in any place.&lt;br /&gt; Get into God's word and make up a few note cards with verses addressing his undeniable constant presence with you. Tape them up in your bathroom or at your desk and read them often! Enjoy knowing he is with you always, even to the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3971219983625814702?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3971219983625814702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3971219983625814702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3971219983625814702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3971219983625814702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/hidden-in-plain-sight.html' title='Hidden in Plain Sight'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3434385061173419123</id><published>2009-09-10T15:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:44:36.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Will of God</title><content type='html'>So, my friends like to comment that I haven't written in a while...its true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kiddos have been my focus this summer. Now, we are home schooling &amp;amp; that is definitely taking up my time! I mean what about all the things I wanted to get back or just into doing when they were finally school aged? What about me going back to school or just having a lunch with a friend? Well, it turns out that nothing can compare to being in the LORD's will - not even a good cup of Joe enjoyed while still hot! LOL. At least I can nuke my cup a few times, if I remember I was drinking coffee in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyhow, life is good? No, God is good! And life lived in obedience to him is good. I fought this assignment from him to home school for the entire spring. I made plans - in my head - of what this fall would look like for me, my little girl &amp;amp; our dog...this was not it! But this is good! I have 4 days of schooling my boys, learning so much more about them! Learning so much about teaching them all of us growing closer as a family. How could I have seen this outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what a good reminder for me! Being in God's will is more than being saved, helping at church or teaching my kids about him. Its more because it requires me to listen, expecting him to actually speak to me. Its more because it requires me to lay down my own agenda for my life, my children's life and my husband's life... O, did you catch that last one? Yes, I have good ideas and well organized plans that can be easily carried out, or maybe carry me out of God's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the LORD's will for my life? There are those who lean to the side of the general biblical references of worshiping him, obeying him, loving others and so on. Then, there are the ones who say that you have a specific call on your life, something you were made to do. I say they can both be right. Paul was clearly called to do something specific, as was Moses, Adam, Mary the mother of Jesus and Esther. Then there are those who just did what was right by the LORD's standards, such as ...well all those who were encouraged to continue doing what they were doing and do it unto the LORD...slaves, masters, husbands, wives and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit before him and listen there are times he is very specific about what I am to be doing, or not doing. Then, there are times when he is reminding me that I am to be doing what ever I am doing in the light of Jesus. That teacher, baker, or home maker, I am to reflect his son to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Dear Reader, I hope you are encouraged to seek both the LORD's specific direction for your life and his across the board directions for all Christian households!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one mom sorting all this out to another ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3434385061173419123?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3434385061173419123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3434385061173419123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3434385061173419123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3434385061173419123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/will-of-god.html' title='The Will of God'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-8320364932738004866</id><published>2009-06-18T07:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:13:56.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Salt Shaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you ever wondered what the word means when it speaks of us being salty? Do you picture grains of salt and wonder how that was meant to be applied to you? I have and for years I though it was just something I'd never fully or even partially be able to really understand or apply. Salty verse seem to be shaken just a bit here or there, never expanded upon very well. That's just like salt - a little here and there but never the main, or side, dish. So I went digging &amp;amp; here is what I found...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are the salt of the earth. But, if the salt looses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its saltiness, how can it be made salty again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matthew 5:13 NIV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salt is good, but if it looses its saltiness, how can you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make it salty again? Have salt in yourselves and be at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;peace with each other. Mark 9:50 NIV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Let your conversations always be full of grace, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seasoned with salt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so that you may know how to answer everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colossians 4:6 NIV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, without doing any research on culture at that time here is what I got out of all this - salt is not just our words, but grace in our speech. In any relationship you can loose salt by loosing grace in your words - anger, gossip, lies, and so on poison our speech. How can we regain the trust and confidence of others? How can our words be trusted to be genuine and not just another deceitful manipulation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that it may benefit those who listen. Ephesians 4:29 NIV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If we are to be salty, then we are to guard our words and our thoughts. Unwholesome talk takes our saltiness away and how can it be regained? Time and lots of humility are needed to rebuild a trustworthy tongue my friend. Maybe more time and humility than we can afford in some cases! We need to be trustworthy and live n relationship with one another daily. Be mindful of your thoughts and words that they may be seasoned with grace and not loose the saltiness they are meant to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For most of us we have walked through the loss of grace in our speech at some point. There were consequences, and some that we still live with. Do not loose hope, God is a restorer and a helper. He will show you the steps to walking in gracious words and to walking in repentance. Remember he is slow to anger, abounding in love &amp;amp; longs to be gracious to you! Ask him where to go from here and for the strength to resist the temptation to just 'say it like it is', when really there is so much more salt in the Maker's shaker.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-8320364932738004866?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8320364932738004866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=8320364932738004866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/8320364932738004866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/8320364932738004866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/salt-shaker.html' title='The Salt Shaker'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3652126499196161976</id><published>2009-04-09T13:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:32:58.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blog's for You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, let me begin by saying hello to a dear reader who is really going through a tough time. I am praying for you &amp;amp; asking the Lord how we can help. Please keep calling and thank you for trusting me within your need. You are a precious sister and a great Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is going on? I have a dear friend in Florida who is in a heartbreaking situation and has almost no one to help her. What has happened to the church &amp;amp; family that reaches out to help the hurting in a way that is inconvenient for itself? Was is convenient for Moses when God choose him? I think not. He was a stranger to his own people, respected by few &amp;amp; out of town with a new life. How about Samuel? His mother pleaded with God for him, then took him to be raised by Eli, convenient for Eli - hardly! Finally, the many Jesus heard literally crying out to him as he was on his way somewhere else... like me. My point is that helping others is not about what is convenient or easily done by us. It is about going out of your way, beyond your comfort zone &amp;amp; stepping into someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else's &lt;/span&gt;junk for their benefit, not ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Often I hear that people have looked for help &amp;amp; either gone a way that was not intended to be a strong support for real hurts &amp;amp; needs or they have been pushed away by those in the church who are just unwilling to go there. So, if you don't know anyone in need its probably because they don't think you are going to come through anyhow. Ouch! They are out there, looking for help. But the messages they are getting is that they are just too much, have too many needs and would just inconvenience your little routine &amp;amp; drain your vacation budget. Either way it will not stand in the judgement when we are asked why we did not help the person who was in our reach &amp;amp; in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If we are to shine our light in the darkness, then that carries with it the implication that we are to go into the darkness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My challenge to you is to take a good look around. Maybe you are already helping - great! Don't stop because you feel like you've done your part! Maybe you already know someone who needs a bit of help, maybe you know quite a few and are unsure where to start or who to help. Well, what do you have to give? Are you a good listener? Call them up and just listen for a while, then commit to pray for them and call back to check-up. Do you enjoy children? Offer to have the kids over for a few hours a week. Do you like to cook? Drop a meal by one evening or two a month. Are your finances abounding? Pick up a grocery store gift card or call the local electric company &amp;amp; pay part of their bill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ladies, we are amazing! We each have so much to give! We are kind &amp;amp; loving &amp;amp; funny. Give your friendship and help to someone who cannot give, or pay, it back and you will be surprised at how much you really do receive from them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3652126499196161976?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3652126499196161976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3652126499196161976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3652126499196161976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3652126499196161976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-blogs-for-you.html' title='This Blog&apos;s for You!'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3801619033738562930</id><published>2009-03-25T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:07:59.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>I am always amazed at the depth of the LORD's love for us &amp;amp; for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There is always an opportunity to love someone more. Daily I am reminded of how far I am from being a loving person and how caught up I can be in making a poor judgement instead. Rather than focusing on peoples hang-ups, I should be looking into how I can love them more in their imperfections. After all, God loves me wholly every day &amp;amp; I am far from having arrived. Its so easy to contemplate someone else's stuff while putting my own on the shelf as I seek to be loved. Each of us have our areas of struggle where we duke it out with the flesh, this is one of mine.&lt;br /&gt; So, where do I go? How do I overcome? I go to the LORD, on my knees and HE overcomes the sin in me! I cannot fight or love on my own strength. This isn't some event, its a lasting battle and I need the LORD's endurance, power, strength and love to see victory in my own life. I encourage you to go to him. Even if you have nothing to say, he is OK with your silence! The bible says he rather likes our silence in his presence, imagine that. LOL. I know he will meet you at your needs or knees. He already knows your junk, so go and hear what he has to say about how precious you are to him and be amazed as he kindly leads you to repentance and his favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed with His presence,&lt;br /&gt; April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3801619033738562930?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3801619033738562930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3801619033738562930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3801619033738562930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3801619033738562930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3335455923596632918</id><published>2009-01-13T10:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:54:05.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I need from You</title><content type='html'>This is a great country! We have the freedom to study the Bible without fear. I am so very grateful for all the churches and ministries that are working hard to make studies available to us all through the many avenues of their pursuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I have found myself needing more though. I need more than an in-depth study of the temple, more that a weekly discussion of a book I have just read and more than a coffee and chat about your kids. What I need is you to pray over me to listen to me to share life with me on a deeper level. I need to trust you with my pain and fears. I need to know that you are being real and remaining faithful to follow the Lord. I need to be able to call you when I am in the middle of it all and know you are going to stop and pray for me then and there. I need to know that if the Lord gives me counsel for you that you aren't going to brush it off, but trust it is given with consideration of you and in obedience to the Lord. I need the opportunity to be available to you for prayer when you are in the middle of it. And, yes, I do want to have coffee with you and hear about your kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you need from those women in your life who flit by on Sunday or Wednesday church gatherings? How are you going to go about meeting those needs? And when are you going to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3335455923596632918?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3335455923596632918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3335455923596632918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3335455923596632918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3335455923596632918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-need-from-you.html' title='What I need from You'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-4064965502429119439</id><published>2009-01-13T10:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:25:47.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long break in writing! I have had so amny changes in the last few months that the time to write never seemed right. My Mother is now living with us and that is goig well. She is a joy to have in the house and a great help! My hubby graduated and is now working at the job we moved for. His first day of orientation only lasted 2 hours as the hopspital was 3 CRNAs short and he had to work all day, instead of get a tour and find the bathrooms! Yeikes! We also have a young Mom living with us. She has a month old baby girl and has been here just over a week.  In all the changes and preparations for those changes we were on the hunt for a church to attend. So far we have come up short. Lots of great congregations in our area, but not the one we see the Lord leading us to commit to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I have learned alot in these past months and I am still learning thingsd daily. I need the Lord so much more than I could ever imagine! He is a delight to me and I pray you also know the joy of being in His hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-4064965502429119439?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4064965502429119439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=4064965502429119439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/4064965502429119439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/4064965502429119439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-4888426568145749814</id><published>2008-10-26T14:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:43:56.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 and a Few</title><content type='html'>Well, to all the Moms who pass by in the next week - HELP! I am so weary from my little ladies fits. I've mentioned in a previous entry that this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the most&lt;/span&gt; trying phase for me and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; my confirmation! Please be praying for me to train her well and lovingly. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of my life, not that the first bit of an update wasn't 99.9%.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a place of wandering. We have moved again and I am somewhere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;between&lt;/span&gt; new, old and forever friends.  Do i call the new friends when I have a need for prayer and counsel or the old ones? Do we go to the church in this neighborhood or the one across town? Will the neighbors be friends or just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;? I never did like limbo. I am tired and irratable alot, part this season, part my chioces and part the time of the month, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that I don't have a place to fit yet and that is hard for me. This season is full of waiting. Waiting for boxes to disappear, projects to be done and school to be completed. As I seek to commit my time and talents to a worthy cause I find the Lord closing the doors and giving only the directive of 'wait.' I want 'go' or something of that manner! Wait is what I need, what we need to do now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possibilities that come from waiting are great, they are the joy set before me in this trying season. My hubby and I will be able to engage in a ministry together and with our children! I can wait for that. And besides, the best place to be is where the Lord says to be. My greatest fear is that I will go the wrong direction and end up on  'My Way' HW instead of the 'Higher Way' HW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. I am sad that I am not involved in a ministry outside the home now. I love to go and serve and give counsel! But, I am able to lay down some prayer for thise who the Lord puts on my heart and remember that that is the entire ministry of those of you who cannot get up and out. Thank you for the way you faithfully pray for your family and for any misionaries and single parens that the Lord puts on your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is the question I am posing to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you driving on the My Way HW or on the Higher Way HW?&lt;br /&gt;Share your answer and any questions or counsel on the blog or at my personal email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-4888426568145749814?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4888426568145749814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=4888426568145749814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/4888426568145749814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/4888426568145749814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-and-few.html' title='2 and a Few'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3255510023476323868</id><published>2008-10-09T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:12:04.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy Y'all!</title><content type='html'>Just a special Shout Out to all my dear sisters back in Cajun Country! I miss you all so much it hurts! It was a blessing to get to know you and your families over the past 13 months! Thanks for letting me in and sometimes taking me out. Serving, schooling and just sitting with you were great times. I won't be forgetting you anytime soon and hope that we can meet up in a few months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, don't miss out on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HPC&lt;/span&gt; Women's Conference in a few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;             (healingplacechurch.org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you tons,&lt;br /&gt;     April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3255510023476323868?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3255510023476323868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3255510023476323868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3255510023476323868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3255510023476323868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/howdy-yall.html' title='Howdy Y&apos;all!'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-4316074117552668311</id><published>2008-10-09T21:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:03:12.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moooving</title><content type='html'>Now that was unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently made  move that was not supposed to be happening until December. The Lord coordinated all the details of our move and we enjoyed seeing what each new day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;revealed&lt;/span&gt;. Now we are settling into new everything! New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ministry&lt;/span&gt; opportunities, new school - yes I quit home schooling for now - new house, new neighborhood...you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt; Our home is older, charming and in good condition. A new home would have been less work, but we enjoy the challenges of caring for an older home. I am also enjoying the new life of not being a home school mom. I've taken some heat and received some encouragement, but most of all I've heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of opinions. The good thing is I know that this is where Ben needs to be and the Lord is doing amazing work in his life!&lt;br /&gt; No deep thoughts for today, actually nothing deep for the last 3 weeks! Just that I had to scramble to pack and now unpack and get going. Whew! I need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Calgon&lt;/span&gt; moment or maybe a Godiva chocolate moment! Well I am not going to be getting either soon and have resorted to keeping a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Skore&lt;/span&gt; bar in the fridge for moments on the go. Hey, it works for me!&lt;br /&gt; My favorite thing about our move is our new family time in the Book Nook. Every night we pile in on the floor or in a chair and read together then pray for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; and for others. Its become my favorite part of the day! (Also the hardest part of the day to stay awake for! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!) The kids love the yard, after 3 years of apartments!&lt;br /&gt; My least favorite thing... 2 year old Laura pulling her pants &amp;amp; diaper off in the lobby of our new bank as we were setting up our new accounts! If you can imagine it then enjoy the laugh! Nothing else that has happened really sticks out as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; compared to that, yet...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I am toast! And the laundry is, well, still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving up fresh laughs daily,&lt;br /&gt;                         April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-4316074117552668311?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4316074117552668311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=4316074117552668311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/4316074117552668311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/4316074117552668311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/moooving.html' title='Moooving'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-9200572984442837216</id><published>2008-09-16T06:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:03:29.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha, Martha...</title><content type='html'>Recently I was enjoying a visit at a friends home and the subject of being so wound tight as a mom came up. We talked over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;issue&lt;/span&gt; and its variables, but came to no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; biblical answer. I knew there had to be one! So these past few days I have asked little questions of the Lord and he has given me an answer in his word. Our old friends Martha &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mary&lt;/span&gt; are at the center of this one, again! You see, Mary hadn't just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chosen&lt;/span&gt; Jesus, she had put relationships over tasks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; choose to let him know he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mattered&lt;/span&gt; and that the dinner could wait, helping her sister could wait and her prioritized to do list could wait! Now lets bring this back to you, at home 24/7 with your children. So they don't stop by for a special visit and the home is yours to keep, but your children are a blessing form the Lord! I often, way too often, find myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;struggling&lt;/span&gt; to get it all done and still enjoy my relationships with my kids. Instead, I am busy and worried about the many things that HAVE to be done - now. What we can learn and apply from Mary is that we are to put relationships as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;priority&lt;/span&gt;. That pile of laundry will not be a lasting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;legacy&lt;/span&gt; we leave our children, nor will a spotless floor or a dusted collection of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;figures&lt;/span&gt;. No, what we are left with when someone has gone is the memories of time with them. Time to build and rebuild the Lego &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fire station&lt;/span&gt;, time to play hide &amp;amp; seek, time reading on the couch and teaching in a loving way.&lt;br /&gt; Well, I'd like to continue, but my 4 year old Micah has just joined me and I think its best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I apply rather than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; elaborate.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-9200572984442837216?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9200572984442837216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=9200572984442837216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/9200572984442837216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/9200572984442837216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/martha-martha.html' title='Martha, Martha...'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-7648709999978084610</id><published>2008-09-13T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:00:41.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Charm. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what I wanted in a house. Oh, and I want it to be in good living condition. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; our last storm hit we had the opportunity to do some home shopping and the Lord provided the perfect home for our family and for his purpose for us. Its charming and in great condition. There was one problem though, they needed to sell about 2 months before we were planning to buy... well we decided that the Lord had given us a go on a very early purchase and we are awaiting our close date.&lt;br /&gt; Now we were buying a house early and not sure why. In a week's time we learned that my husband's previously denied request for a residency transfer was now approved and that we would need to move at the exact time we will be purchasing the home! Wow! Two changes only the Lord saw coming.&lt;br /&gt; So, we now await a home and a transfer. What about purpose for the home and purpose for the time? I cannot say its all figured out yet. I trust that the Lord will reveal things to us at the right time. Too soon and we may not hold on to it, too late and we may have another direction that we've committed to go. One thing is certain, he has a purpose for us and he wants us to know what it is!&lt;br /&gt; Something he has been showing me is that my best laid plans are not always the way he will lead me to go. Even in the planning of who goes where and what goes there and when that project gets done! He is my delight and I want to obey because I know that he desires my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obedience&lt;/span&gt; much more than my sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Are you offering something to God out of sacrifice that he has not required of you, but withholding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;obedience&lt;/span&gt; to him in another area of your life?&lt;/span&gt; Give it a few minutes and let the Lord decide the answer to this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-7648709999978084610?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7648709999978084610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=7648709999978084610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/7648709999978084610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/7648709999978084610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-5350846074353197000</id><published>2008-09-13T19:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:37:38.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind &amp; Rain</title><content type='html'>Along with a good part of the USA we have experienced some stormy weather of late. The power &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;outages&lt;/span&gt; are fun for the kids as they get to use flashlights, eat out of the ordinary meals and just enjoy an adventure. We enjoyed the vacation for my husband, he is a student so there is no paycheck either way. Through this time the Lord blessed us with family visits, good conversations and time to really put others first. We were also blessed by being served through the hospitality of family whose home we made our own for over a week.&lt;br /&gt; We returned home to power, only to loose it again for another day and a half! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. All was fine at our little abode and our kind neighbors had cleaned our front porch for us. We are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the safety we enjoyed and that though the storm did rage on we had His peace. I hope all of you who did loose homes, cars, carports, pets and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; ones are also comforted by God's peace that surpasses all understanding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-5350846074353197000?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5350846074353197000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=5350846074353197000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/5350846074353197000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/5350846074353197000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/wind-rain.html' title='Wind &amp; Rain'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-6186671337025483606</id><published>2008-08-28T20:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:38:46.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty Micah</title><content type='html'>This month has been so full of revelations and blessing from the Lord. Just when I thought that nothing better could be going on, I wake up to today. Of all the things that have gone on this month nothing comes close to today's suprise... Micah asked the Lord into his heart! He was ready and we had almost an hour alone together this morning to begin the day and to begin a new life! We called Dad at work, we called family and friends. For dinner we took him out to celebrate his entering into the Lord and vise versa. It was such an awesom day! This is something we hold as our highest hope and most important decision in our children's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said it himself, "let the little children come to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on Micah! Run to him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-6186671337025483606?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6186671337025483606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=6186671337025483606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/6186671337025483606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/6186671337025483606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/mighty-micah.html' title='Mighty Micah'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-5949984445014246153</id><published>2008-08-27T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:32:27.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The House</title><content type='html'>Wow! After a trip to look at houses we found one. Its older, but in great condition. Its big, bigger than we were planning! And Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the Lord allowed us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt;... The past two weeks have been life changing for us. We have discovered a ministry passion we did not know we had! As we prepared to go look at the house a second time and take some photos we talked about what we were doing. Buying a big house, fresh out of grad school. It seems so foolish! And to some it is. To those who are looking with the eyes of eternity and the Lord's purposes, however, it is awesome! In a time of prayer the Lord gave me a vision of a door, Jesus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opening&lt;/span&gt; and walking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; first, then my husband, then me, our children and others in our family who will be helping in this new ministry focus. It was just what we needed! A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;visual&lt;/span&gt; reminder that he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opening&lt;/span&gt; the door for us and that we are to follow him. (and that I am to follow behind my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt;' s lead, as well as the Lord's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days grow closer to closing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prepping&lt;/span&gt; and moving I look forward to sharing more about the direction the Lord is leading us to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-5949984445014246153?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5949984445014246153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=5949984445014246153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/5949984445014246153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/5949984445014246153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/house.html' title='The House'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-7824891422200888314</id><published>2008-08-11T15:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:58:55.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockets</title><content type='html'>My younger son, Micah, has decided to play soccer this season. I am not your typical soccer mom, at least I don't think I am. And what kind of label is that anyhow? So what if I end up fitting the mold? I have no goal (LOL) to become a soccer mom, so will it happen anyways?&lt;br /&gt; There are other pursuits in my life that I hope will drown out all other side dishes. Like the goal to become more gracious, encourging and just all around loving towards my family. Now I know that I will not just happen to become that kind of woman wothout a good bit of working out, of my salvation!&lt;br /&gt; Sure, saved is great! But what was I saved from and saved to become? Why save me? There is purpose in God's providence! He knew me before I was born and he knows me now.  As Micah works to learn the basics of a sport I am still working on some basics in my own faith. There are few things I struggle with more than being Christ-like right here at home. I was saved to know Christ and to be his hands and feet and face to others, to my family.&lt;br /&gt; Think about it, what does Christ look like? Thoughts of someone who did, does or was something you admire probably come to mind. He looks like us doing God's work. So soccer mom or not am I doing God's work? And am I doing that work in his way? I hope so. I kow that I fail at times! But this soccer season as I coach the Rockets I have the goal of being an encouraging teacher to pursue and a great Coach in Christ leading me in all the right moves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your 'side dish' pursuits become your ultimate goals?&lt;br /&gt;Are you craving a label other than Christian?&lt;br /&gt;Are you brushing your failures under the carpet or laying them at His feet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-7824891422200888314?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7824891422200888314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=7824891422200888314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/7824891422200888314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/7824891422200888314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/rockets.html' title='Rockets'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-288430114176660797</id><published>2008-07-27T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:04:37.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>What I want for my family is not too far off from what the Lord wants for us.  I want a peaceful home, a safe neighborhood and neighbors we can trust. Life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;containing&lt;/span&gt; peace, being in a safe place and having trustworthy friends  are all things that the Lord wants for us too. The difference is found in the placement and packaging.&lt;br /&gt; As we search for our next home my mind paints a picture that the Lord may not be 100% behind. I struggle to hold loosely the double oven, real wood floors, lush back yard and stroller friendly sidewalks. The Lord knows what I want more than I do and he also sees what we will need, beyond what we see. These truths get me looking beyond our next spot to call home and into my life as is. What routes have I pursued, planned and purchased that are not on the Lord's list of things he wants me to be, do and have?&lt;br /&gt; So many verses come to my mind about this. The one that sticks though says to seek  his kingdom first and that all these things I need will be provided for me. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; 6:33) I have to keep focused on the true purpose of my life and the true provider for my life. All I can ever need is in him and I do not need to go searching elsewhere for anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-288430114176660797?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/288430114176660797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=288430114176660797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/288430114176660797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/288430114176660797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-1545682927119313472</id><published>2008-07-15T13:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:02:44.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Call</title><content type='html'>Today I was reminded of something I often forget, my husband is to be my first priority.  He called just to say hi in between surgeries and do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what I did? You do! I told him about my whole day so far with the kids in about 1min. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I have to laugh at myself, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. He just called to say hi &amp;amp; I love you. He did not call to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt; on the kids or to get the daily report. All I needed to do was say that I love him too and I'm glad he took time to call, oh and that I can't wait to see him tonight.&lt;br /&gt; The call was good for me. I got a personal call and a listening, more like trapped, ear. But what was that call like for my dear husband? Was he affirmed? Will he want to call again another day if he has time? I'm not sure he will want to. Actually I know him and I know he will call again and I will have another opportunity to spill it all or just affirm him in love. Next time he calls like that I will think before I speak and I will be planning to just keep the kid report for another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-1545682927119313472?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1545682927119313472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=1545682927119313472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/1545682927119313472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/1545682927119313472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-call.html' title='Just A Call'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-6362498966520115527</id><published>2008-07-14T07:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:35:08.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M &amp; M</title><content type='html'>Mary &amp;amp; Martha. These two women represent most of us in one way or another. Mary's tender people first, listen then speak attitude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;permeates&lt;/span&gt; the scriptures about her. She made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt; to listen when it was time and the Lord protected her choice to put him first. Her sister Martha wants to get it done and have it done right for the guests, but more for herself. We learn that she is also a worrier, anyone? She had so much on her mind about what needed to be done that she lost sight of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; the true priority, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt; I struggle to balance the roles I am called to fill. My children need my undivided attention and training as well as a clean floor and lunch. Because I stay at home with them I find it hard to get all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I should be doing done. This week I have much to do, but is it a to do list I have made or one the Lord has laid out? Have I set expectations for myself that push me into the Martha corner of doing it all? Are there times to listen to the Lord?&lt;br /&gt; I am more of a doer by nature. I enjoy knowing that Martha learned her lesson, but like me wasn't perfect in living it out. The chores are piling up, the 2 year old needs some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; and the boys need a snack. I know the Lord can lead me through an orderly day with clarity about what should be the priority in each moment, but I need to lay down my list and my plan and listen for his.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I can write that most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mornings&lt;/span&gt; I have had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; time to be in his presence without the kids being present! I do struggle though with what I could be getting done in the time I have while they are sleeping and the laundry is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;creeping&lt;/span&gt; out of the basket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha, Martha you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her. Luke 10:41-42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tend to lean towards Mary or Martha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taking the time he gives you to get things done or to be with Him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-6362498966520115527?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6362498966520115527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=6362498966520115527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/6362498966520115527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/6362498966520115527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/m-m.html' title='M &amp; M'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3656989793063548569</id><published>2008-07-12T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:02:54.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah</title><content type='html'>In response to the Internet Cafe Devotional question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one woman from the Bible that you can relate to, and explain why you relate to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have found myself moving every few years. In almost 10 years of marriage we have lived in 5 different towns. So, on the here and there of Sarah's life I can easily relate. She and her hubby traveled a bit too. She does not seem to complain about leaving her convenient suburban life for life on the road and in rural areas. I will admit that I was less than thrilled about a few of our moves out of the city, and I mean way out! Sarah's example has been such a rock for me. I can embrace the moves and changes that come with each, remembering that God does have a reason for each part of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also relate to her on another level, temper, temper... Sarah was an amazingly ordinary woman. She struggled, overcame and yelled a bit in between the highlights. She was real. She knew the answers to fix the problems, and lived what happens when we step out of God's perfect will to get the job done. When I first realized that another woman did struggle with the same things as I do, it was liberating! Through Sarah God validated my struggle as real, as common and as something that we could overcome together. Sarah is a Mother figure in my mind, she has been where I am and learned that we don't have to live our whole life here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3656989793063548569?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3656989793063548569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3656989793063548569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3656989793063548569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3656989793063548569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/sarah.html' title='Sarah'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-3921202256350293455</id><published>2008-07-11T14:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:48:19.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SHe392T1RBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-0e9pL9yjMg/s1600-h/washing+clothes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221844566137979922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SHe392T1RBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-0e9pL9yjMg/s320/washing+clothes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I am in the tub with all my clothese on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 'little lady' is about to turn 2! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She has been and remains to be such a delight to all of us in so many ways. It seems, though, that the past week or so we have enjoyed her a bit less than usual...she has begun the transition into what some refer to as the trying two's. I am already exhausted by her 100% tantrums, defiant looks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; play. As it all begins at our house again I look at my boys and remember we survived before and that God is the same now as he was then! I need those reminders as 2's are the most challenging phase, for me, to date. So, as you breeze by and read a few writings I'd appreciate your prayers for the road ahead, especially because she is just like me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-3921202256350293455?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3921202256350293455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=3921202256350293455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3921202256350293455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/3921202256350293455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-again.html' title='Two Again'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SHe392T1RBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-0e9pL9yjMg/s72-c/washing+clothes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-8413691946133976841</id><published>2008-07-06T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:58:08.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SHDdxNFXPDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/b5j-sduF7y4/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219915805517888562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SHDdxNFXPDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/b5j-sduF7y4/s320/DSC00870.JPG" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is not unjust; he will not forget your work &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have shown him as you have helped his &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;people and continue &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;to help them. Hebrews 6:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a huge encouragement to us! I love my family, but I find that there are days that I tire of serving them. It is then that this verse, and others like it, help spur me on and refocus my efforts on serving the Lord. Without being in the word I begin to carry out my daily duties with an increasing attitude of pride, resentment and emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you do, be it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt; or in deed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;giving thanks to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God the Father through him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 3:17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This particular verse reminds me that the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; load of laundry, mopping and diaper changing can each be done with all my heart for the Lord! The attitude and motive of my heart in each task can glorify him, or not. I need these reminders when the day gets long, the laundry gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; and the diapers get messy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;About 8 months ago I had enough and was up to my neck in daily responsibilities. After a few weeks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wrestling&lt;/span&gt; with my attitude, purpose and influence in this world I got honest with the Lord. I sat down one evening, after another long day, and said what was really in my heart, "Lord, I am tired of serving them!" (He is so good! Our loving Father always knows what our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;struggle&lt;/span&gt; is and how to lead us to a safe place and to victory.) So, he spoke to my heart and asked me if I was tired of serving him. "No, I'll never tire of serving you!" I could not imagine giving up on serving him, ever. Then, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opened&lt;/span&gt; my eyes as his tender wise words entered my heart,"You are serving me as you are serving them." Oh, how could I have lost my way that long? Why couldn't I see the truth all this time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had let the Martha syndrome run wild in my life. My home was clean, my family well fed, my soul starving! I had gone on for so long that I was even tired and resentful of what I was so busy doing. Relationships had taken a back seat and now I was spent on doing all that had to be done. We needed the Lord's reminders and discipline. This is the very reason he wrote all his words to us down and gave us a copy! Its not a suggestion that we be in his word and in relationship with him, he is the source of all life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;woman of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Timothy 3:16 &amp;amp; 17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So let us remember to not let our to do list be the ruler of our days! Make an effort, be it 5 minutes or hours, to be in the word and in honest communication with our Lord and Savior so that we will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; equipped for the days work and reminded of who it is we are to be serving.&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/299666038090495659-8413691946133976841?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8413691946133976841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=8413691946133976841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/8413691946133976841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/8413691946133976841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/god-is-not-unjust-he-will-not-forget.html' title='Serving Him'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SHDdxNFXPDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/b5j-sduF7y4/s72-c/DSC00870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-2805266467158959566</id><published>2008-06-22T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:13:33.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Have</title><content type='html'>At our church we sing several songs about Jesus being all we have. This past month the Lord has been shedding new light for me on this subject. He has been revealing to me that Jesus isn't just all I have, He IS all I have. Everything I can to offer to the world is the fullness of Christ living in and through me. I am equipped for every good work that was planned in advance for me to do! In my tool box I have the Word of God, the Holy Spirit and an ongoing relationship with Jesus, Immanuel. What exciting news this is! I no longer sing those songs thinking about what I lack and that, God help me out or else... NO, those songs are forever changed in my heart to be an expression of the joy of being able to testify that Jesus lives and he is active in and through my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-2805266467158959566?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2805266467158959566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=2805266467158959566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/2805266467158959566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/2805266467158959566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-i-have.html' title='All I Have'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-8021453389824245758</id><published>2008-06-17T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:23:13.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different From Other Moms?</title><content type='html'>I recently had a friend over who is about my age and also has a few children. As we were visiting about life and all that goes on in it she made the comment that she just isn't made like other moms; Isn't that the lie of humanity? It is such a deceiving and isolating lie! To believe that you, or I, are made totally different from every other person, every other woman, every other mom.    &lt;br /&gt;     I could relate to my friend's thought. My struggles are mine. Unless I have a dose of reality in God's word then I will miss out on the truth that nothing has tempted me but what is common to humanity. (1 Cor. 10:13) Nothing. In the bible we are encouraged to confess our sins to one another and pray for each other. I admit that I am not the first person to call a friend and tell her I just disciplined in anger and maybe a bit of rage. But this is exactly what I need to be doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;“ Confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed.” James 5:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     There are the temptations that bring me just frustration, then there are the ones that I give into and sin becomes mine. Most days I am not wallowing in it, but there are mornings when I wake-up aware that the day holds a potential for strife. One moment I am on dry land, the next moment I am knee deep in the waters of temptation and before I see it I am being pummeled by a wave and drug out to sea in the current of my own sin. Ouch!    &lt;br /&gt;     The enemy wants to isolate us and would have us to believe that no other woman or mom we know could possibly relate to our struggle, to our sin. We re also believing the lie that the LORD just can't handle this sin one more time. But that is not the truth at all. In fact in the book of Hebrews in the New Testament we are given a beautiful picture of exactly what the LORD's stand is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;“ For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are – yet was without sin.”                                                                                                                                           Hebrews 4:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     First we read that as fully God and fully man Jesus felt the weighty struggle of trying not to sin. Let that sink in for a moment, Jesus felt the full weight of the struggle with and the pull of temptation! Dear sister, He knows what you are going through! He knows it because he has lived it.     &lt;br /&gt;    The next nugget we read tells us that Jesus is able to help those who are being tempted because he himself was tempted in every way, and was without sin. Wow! That should dispel a lot of lies right there. Nothing you can possibly do or face is going to shock the LORD. Nothing you have done is an unknown temptation to him.    &lt;br /&gt;    So here is where you sitting at home, work or in the car, facing the tormenting thoughts of your latest or greatest sin comes to an end! Jesus knows where you are and is able to help you out, literally! The enemy wants us to live in fear of confessing to one another. He wants us to feel shame, defeat and hopelessness and he wants us to believe that NO ONE out there could possibly handle the truth, especially the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;“Let us approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and    find grace to help us in our time of need.” Hebrews 4:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Now we know better! So, as the word says let us confess to the LORD and then call a trusted friend or family member to pray with us. Lets be women who aren't shocked about the sin of another while we keep our shame under cover. And let us remember that the LORD knows where we are and he is able to help us out.&lt;br /&gt;Encouraging you to seek Him,                                                         &lt;br /&gt;                        April Watters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-8021453389824245758?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8021453389824245758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=8021453389824245758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/8021453389824245758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/8021453389824245758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/different-from-other-moms.html' title='Different From Other Moms?'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-2215071733842965638</id><published>2008-06-17T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:30:40.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Not</title><content type='html'>Oh, my! We are not going to the library. My kids just need some 'Mom Time' at the house. To be honest, I'd rather have the break from the house at story time. So, the best decision I can make now is to go and play with cars, dinosaurs and a tea set. And I need to do it with a loving attitude and a willing heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be imitators of God, as dearly love children and live a life of love      Eph 5:1 para&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; even when I'd rather be out of the house, taking time to play with my children instead of going to the library is the most loving choice today - not easy, loving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-2215071733842965638?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2215071733842965638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=2215071733842965638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/2215071733842965638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/2215071733842965638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/maybe-not.html' title='Maybe Not'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299666038090495659.post-1226690069849088645</id><published>2008-06-17T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:55:04.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am off to the library with the children. There are always lessons to be learned, for Mom and the children! Each day the LORD can use our every day ordinary lives to show us his love, grace and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; truth. Lets look for him as we chase the toddler through the parking lot and push the 4 year old in the shopping cart and see what we can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299666038090495659-1226690069849088645?l=growmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1226690069849088645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299666038090495659&amp;postID=1226690069849088645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/1226690069849088645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299666038090495659/posts/default/1226690069849088645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>April Watters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399041373161245415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VgV8st2q7g/SFfRKfiJsvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yjG1NXOjvLw/S220/The+girls.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
