tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42458674642665438102024-03-13T07:06:56.400-04:00Journey Through LifeEmmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-47879771895332728152012-04-10T18:38:00.000-04:002012-04-10T18:38:12.215-04:00Time Flies ByI feel like it has been a long time since I posted...and well, it has. Since football season ended for us in November, we spent the holidays with precious friends and family. We traveled to Texas, found things to do around Knoxville, made it through recruiting, said goodbye to some of our dearest friends, spent time in the mountains for Spring Break, and here we are now at Spring practice.<br />
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The last few months have flown by...and I have a lot of catching up to do. There are so many posts I have that are half written in my mind, and I would finish them all up here-but I have so many pictures to add with them and right now, my computer won't turn on. So frustrating! So...I'll just say that life is great, the weather is beautiful here in East Tennessee and be on the look out for some new posts soon!Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-50482744514371029832011-10-02T20:44:00.000-04:002011-10-02T20:44:43.165-04:00Audacious Living<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></div><br />
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I am so grateful to be a part of Northstar Church. The body of believers that I spend time with on a weekly basis is like none other. The presence of the Spirit is so powerful when you walk through the doors each week, it's almost chilling. For the last few weeks, Pastor Scott has been preaching a series titled 'Audacious: The key to God-sized living' and it has been incredible.<br />
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Today, was just as moving. At the end of the message, Scott asked us to do something audacious. He shared that one of the ministries we partner with in Knoxville, Water Angels, is always needing shoes. Having done ministry work there many, many times before, I knew that the need for shoes and clothing is always great there. I have seen people there with duck tape holding their shoes together. He also shared that another ministry we partner with in Guatemala is always needing shoes as well. Having been to Guatemala twice now, I know that need all too well. The first year I went, I left my shoes there to be given to someone who needed them much more than I needed them. The second year I was there, I was on a buggy ride through Antigua when I saw an elderly woman sitting on the side of the street with no shoes. I was immediately convicted to get her a pair of shoes. We were making our way back around the block and she was gone. I have no idea where she went and really no way of finding her. I still think about that feeling in my stomach that I had when I realized that I had let an opportunity to show the love of Christ slip by me. As the thoughts of all that I have witnessed while serving "the least of these" flooded my heart, Scott asked us if we felt led to do so to bring the shoes that we were wearing and leave them for these ministries. Yep, take off our shoes, leave them at the alter and leave barefooted. This morning when I was getting ready, I put on my favorite pair of fall shoes. The only pair that is truly comfortable enough for me to wear all day long without my knee, back, or ankle hurting halfway through. I'm not going to lie, it would have been easy for me to say, 'Sorry, Lord. You know the daily pain that I go through with my back and knee. You can't have these shoes. Any other pair you can have, but not these.' And honestly, that thought went through my head more than once. But as I tried to push that tugging feeling out of my chest, it was all I could do to continue standing. I have a closet, make that two closets, full of shoes. I have sandals, tennis shoes, boots, wedges, heels, flats, and flip-flops galore. Not to even mention the fact that I have the financial ability to replace any pair that I give away.So before I could wrestle with the fact any longer, I walked my shoes to the alter, with the prayer that they reach someone in need of the love of Christ and that they feel His presence as soon as they put them on.<br />
I can't even begin to describe the feeling of seeing so many men, women, and children take their shoes and leave them for someone in need. To be the hands, or in this case, the feet of Jesus was just amazing. On the way home to get another pair of shoes, Lily and I talked about what it meant to leave our shoes at the alter. Lily has been waiting for Gracie to grow out of a pair of cowboy boots so she could wear them. Today, Lily got to wear the boots for the first time. She was so excited about those boots, waiting and waiting for her first pair of cowboy boots. Today, she gave them up. I told her I was so proud of her and her words back were simple: "I've been waiting for those to be my boots because I really wanted a pair. I got to wear them one time, but some people don't even have one pair of shoes to wear so I can give those boots up so that they can have shoes." She got it. She understood that it wasn't about getting to go out and get a new pair because, it wasn't about them not fitting exactly right and being uncomfortable anyways that she might as well give them to someone else. She understood that it was something out of the ordinary, something that Jesus would have done, something that would show Jesus to those around her.<br />
I feel like sometimes I've gotten so caught up in this fast-paced, more is better, world that I have forgotten that there are some who will be sleeping on the ground tonight. There are some, who will go without a meal so that their food supply stretches a little farther this week. There are some, who will bury their children because they didn't have proper medical care, and there are some who will give their children up in hopes for a better life for them. My heart has always been, Lord break my heart for what breaks Yours...and today, He didn't fail me. It was completely broken<br />
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Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-56093080770870691992011-09-04T21:38:00.000-04:002011-09-04T21:38:55.401-04:00If Heaven Wasn't So Far Away...I never thought I would get a call from my Daddy like I did on Friday morning. To say that I was overcome with grief would be a total understatement. Death is something that I am not a stranger to, however, in my 23 years of living, I've lost too many people that I've been close to-and I'm just going to be transparent here: IT <strike>STINKS</strike> SUCKS.<br />
Jennifer was one of my closest friends, someone I spent a lot of time with growing up. My first job was with her, and since I didn't have a license yet, my mom would drop me off after school and I would ride home with Jen. We would laugh and talk and have so much fun. Some nights we would go out to eat on the way home, others we went straight to Jr. Pro cheerleading practice. I'll have to say, throughout my life, I have been so blessed to have such a great extended family. There were boyfriend troubles, and friend troubles, and life in general that Jen was there for, and always had good advice-even if I didn't want it.<br />
Her son, Connor, is one of the best "little brothers" that I could ever ask for. When he was younger, he never told anyone any different-I was his "big sis" and if someone ever questioned it, his response was always the same, "she's my sister." To this day, without missing a beat, he still responds to "little brother," and I still answer to "big sis." My heart breaks for him right now. His best friend, his mama, is gone from this earth. While she will always be in our hearts and shine through us, she's not here anymore to talk to, to call, to laugh with, to hug. She was such a great mom to Connor, and raised him to be such an awesome young man. I couldn't be more proud of the man he is today-so sweet and caring, compassionate and loving.<br />
I'll never understand why those we love are taken from us too soon. God knew from the beginning each of our fates, how limited our lives would be, and I fully believe that. However, I don't know that I'll ever understand why some have to go sooner than others.<br />
It's still hard to believe that I won't be able to text Jen anymore, or call her, or Facebook her. I know I'll see her again, and that makes it easier. Please keep our family in your prayers as we spend the week remembering her life and saying good-bye.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-50632567840393200172011-08-03T14:48:00.000-04:002011-08-03T14:48:23.913-04:00Summer CollageSince Summer is half-way over, I thought I would do one large update on all the things that have happened since the weather turned warmer and my tan got darker....<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98EKcjYSw9Q/TjmTt9B3SWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rCOE42cRCbI/s1600/Summer2011+535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98EKcjYSw9Q/TjmTt9B3SWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rCOE42cRCbI/s320/Summer2011+535.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I celebrated my 23rd birthday in May. The Saturday before I was blessed to celebrate with some of my nearest and dearest friends by going to dinner at Wild Wings Cafe and to Bailey's after. We had a great time and I am so thankful for the sweetest friends a girl could ask for. Sunday was Mother's Day so I headed to the 'Brier to see my Mama, Granny, and Nan and to celebrate with family. Tiff was there with baby Cason, and it wouldn't be a true Roach birthday unless Raylon was there to swipe a corner of icing off your cake. Monday was my birthday and I celebrated with co-workers during the day and my sweet girlfriends took me to dinner at Lakeside Tavern. It was a great birthday weekend! I am so thankful for another year of life, healthy and happy. God is so good!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3XQewXmSSk/TjmU1y0GctI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ac-zIo9ycqE/s1600/Summer2011+551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F3XQewXmSSk/TjmU1y0GctI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ac-zIo9ycqE/s320/Summer2011+551.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>The girls got together and threw Courteney one last hoorah before her wedding. We had a blast at Lacy's just hanging out and eating junk food and singing some Reba. It was a great weekend to be home with some of the sweetest friends and getting ready for Court's wedding.<br />
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The weekends have been full this summer of family, friends, and fun. God has blessed me more than I could express through this season of life!<br />
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The last few months have been SO busy. Birthdays, vacations, wedding planning (not mine, my sweet best friend, Courteney's), cook-outs, church, and more have kept my schedule packed. The last few weeks have gone by so quickly, I want to just push the pause button on life for a minute.<br />
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I have so many posts to write up, so many pictures to post, and so much to share. Hopefully I can get back to my blog soon. I have so many posts in my mind, and on paper, I just haven't gotten them here yet. <br />
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I hope everyone is having a great summer-I know I am!Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-49735569730148880742011-04-20T18:56:00.000-04:002011-04-20T18:56:25.191-04:00At His MomentI know I say it each week, but church yesterday was amazing. I feel so blessed to be a part of such an awesome church body, where God meets us each week exactly where we need Him to. I love feeling His presence wash over me when I step inside. It’s just the most sweetest feeling. <br />
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Yesterday we had a baptism after the service. Such a sweet time for new and old believers. I love the symbolism of baptism, the old being washed away and coming up new and clean. Such a declaration of the fact that we will live our lives for He who died for us. I had the honor of witnessing a 16 year old, wheel chair bound girl being baptized yesterday. It was such a sweet time, for even though her disabilities prevented her from being completely submerged, she wanted to follow in obedience to Christ’s command. While it was so heart-warming to see her follow this command and to be in awe of her story, my thoughts steered away from my surroundings for a moment. <br />
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I sat there, holding sweet Lettie while Scott shared this young girls story. When she was 4 she was in a car accident that severed her vertebra causing her to be paralyzed. Her world since then has involved a wheel chair, a trach, and several doctor’s “she will never.” To say that I had tears in my eyes would be an understatement. More like sobbing, mascara running down my face. The parents of this girl were told she would never talk again. Sometime in the last few months, she had to be hospitalized. Her doctor called her father while she was in the hospital and told him he had to get to the hospital right away, they had a surprise for him. When he walked into the room, his daughter, who hasn’t spoken since she was 4, said ‘Hi daddy, I love you.’ Ummm, insert embarrassing cry NOW. In case you aren’t up to speed on Lettie’s story, she’s a 2 year old angel that underwent a dramatic brain surgery to stop her little body from having seizures. Lettie is still having seizures, trouble with her motor skills, and we’ve never heard her voice. So, to hear that this girl who has never spoken since her accident, just spit out a full SENTENCE, was joyful and heartbreaking at the same time. Please don’t get me wrong, I am so happy for her and her family. God spared her life and answered years of prayers at just the right moment-His moment. As I held Lettie and felt her little hand play with my hair and her little body cuddle into my shoulder I just prayed. I prayed that God would heal Lettie from her seizures, that He would allow her to sit up longer this week, that He would allow her to spend the week with no seizures, that He would allow her to talk. I know that it is probably one of the hardest things in the world for Mark and Summer, to have Lettie and not know what her voice sounds like, to not hear her say ‘I love you mommy, I love you daddy.’ So many times since her surgery, I have wondered quietly and out loud, Why God? Why can’t Lettie be healed, why didn’t her surgery “work” and why does she have to go through this? Yesterday, all I could think about was His moment. It’s not time for Lettie to talk yet. It’s not time for Lettie to walk yet. All of her milestones are gifts from God, coming at exactly the right moment for God to receive the glory-not doctors. I have faith that His moment is not far off. I just know that the sweet spirit behind Lettie’s precious smile and sparkling eyes is going to be revealed in a way that only God will be capable of receiving all the credit and glory for. <br />
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Lettie goes in a few weeks to have another MRI at Vanderbilt. Please pray that this will shed some light as to why Lettie is having seizures again. Doctors have talked about the possibility of fibers from the parts of her brain that were removed still being attached that could be triggering these seizures. If that is the case, sweet Lettie will have to undergo another brain surgery much like the one she has already had. Please pray for Mark and Summer and Lettie as they travel, the doctors who will be reading the results, and that in the case of Mark and Summer having to make more difficult decisions concerning medicines and surgeries, that they would be at peace with the decisions God leads them to make. <br />
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Thank you God, for allowing me the opportunity to understand that it’s not in anyone’s time but Yours. Thank you for sparing the life of that sweet 16 year old girl and for sparing Lettie. Let their stories ring across this city and nation, that You would receive all the glory for the miracles in these lives.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-34140190301437988972011-04-03T19:00:00.000-04:002011-04-03T19:00:15.132-04:00My Life Is Not My OwnThis morning at church, Scott delivered a very powerful Word from God. It was very clear that God's presence filled our worship center. So many thoughts consumed my mind. I probably need to go ahead and insert that I'm in the middle of reading 'Radical' by David Platt, too.<br />
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At the end of the message, Scott addressed the church in a way that he hasn't ever done before. During that time, he asked for those that are feeling called to live radically for the sake of the Kingdom to come forward and give it all up. That time did so much for me. I heard God's voice speak clearly to me. I'm not sure exactly what it all means, but it is definitely going to be a time of stepping out of my comfort zone and doing things that I'm not at all inclined to do on my own.<br />
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I'm nervous about this new "radical" journey. I'm excited, too. What does this journey look like for me? I'm not really sure yet. However, I know that my life is not my own. I'm here to be the hands and feet of Jesus. To go where He has called me to go, to live how He wants me to live. Not lavishly, but simple.<br />
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Radical living...I'm all in.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-46108245828217230792011-03-17T18:05:00.001-04:002011-03-17T18:09:16.526-04:00Is God on your Facebook?<div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I got a friend request a few mornings ago from someone that I wasn't expecting. Although the title might lead you to think that it was God that friend requested me, it wasn't. We've been friends for a long time now and He doesn't need to be on my "friends list" to see everything that goes on in my life. He walks by me every step of the way already. This request was from my great-grandmother. My 85 year old, born in 1926, mother of 3, grandmother to 7, great grandmother to 8, Grandma. Not only did she manage to find me and send me a friend request, she had a picture of her and my great-grandfather, had her favorite shows, books and activities listed, and a little bio about herself. I was beyond impressed. You see, for the last few months, my grandmother has been sitting in my "Pending Requests." Not because I didn't want her to be my "friend," but because I wanted to force her to become better aquainted with technology and saying that she lived in Colorado and didn't have a picture just wasn't doing it for me. She might have figured out how to look at pictures and add people, but how was I supposed to know that Facebook shadow in the picture box was really my Granny?</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Once I accepted my Grandma, I gave her access to see my friends, read what I write, and see my pictures. I didn't really care. I don't have anything to hide. My page is private for anyone that isn't my friend-and I have to be the one to accept you, so basically, the only people who see my pages are people that I know. Not that I have anything to hide, but I don't want to end up as a Lifetime movie anytime soon. I gave her total access to my life without her being with me at all times.</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My Granny used to accuse me of not "adding" her because I was hiding something. I never could convince her otherwise, so when she finally added a picture of herself (and me) I friended her and gave her an all-access pass to my world. I wrote on her wall and she quickly responded the next day and even replied back to my reply. I'll give her credit. Her facebooking has drastically improved. I think she feels like she has to keep up with Grandma.</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> It made me think-if you got a friend request from God would you quickly accept like you do those that you spend every day with?I let Granny sit in "pending" for awhile, not because I was cleaning things up and blocking things, but it made me think: Would you let Him sit pending while you cleaned out your pictures and quotes and wall posts? I don't have anything to hide. My mom, my dad, my sister, my grandma, and now my great-grandma are my friends. That just means they don't have to call me and ask me what I'm doing or what I did over the weekend. Chances are they've already seen it on Facebook. But what about God? Would you add Him to one of your 'lists' that can only see certain things? Would you let Him post on your wall? I would. I want everyone to know that I am a friend of God. I want those that I come into contact with to see that God is a part of my life, that the things I do revolve around Him. Besides, what's the point in hiding things? He can already see what I do. He already knows what I'm going to do before I know it. Not really much of a point in hiding it.</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think there are Christians that struggle with this. I was one of them. Trying to find that balance between life and living for God. Knowing that He knows all, sees all, hears all, and yet sometimes thinking that "Oh maybe God will just overlook that." <em>That</em> being those greedy thoughts, harsh words, or un-Godly actions. Bottom line though, is that even though God's not on my Facebook, He still sees it all. Even though you've got God on your 'block' list, He still sees it all. The most important thing to me though, is not about what God is seeing, it's what are my lost friends seeing? Are they seeing a life of light in a dark world through my pictures, my posts, my activites? Or are they seeing another Christian still walking with the world? I want my life to count. I want it to really touch those around me. I want my life to always reflect a Saviour that died for me, so that I may LIVE.</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"></div><div dir="ltr" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, is God on your Facebook? Because He's on mine!</span></div>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-88015478400123719672011-01-31T18:47:00.000-05:002011-01-31T18:47:33.684-05:00Understanding the power of prayerThe last few weeks have been weeks of learning. I have been moved to pray for someone and something very specific in my life. I've spent every morning, afternoon, and evening in prayer for God to work a miracle in this person's life. To move mountains, to show love, to show favor on this person's life. It all came out of nowhere, <i>actually that's not true, </i>but it did come out of a place inside my heart that I thought I had shut the door on.<br />
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I don't know how God is going to answer my prayers. I'm not even sure if I'm praying for the right thing. I do know though, that my life will forever be changed if God answers them the way I want Him to. Then again, it'll be changed if He answers the way I don't want Him to as well.<br />
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I've always had a deep faith in the power of prayer, but ever since being placed on this powerful prayer journey, I've felt my faith be renewed. I've felt peace that I haven't felt in a long time about things. I feel like it's only a matter of time before I see the fruits of my labor. It's a good feeling.<br />
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I'm anxious to see what God continues to teach me through this time and season of prayer. It's a journey, no doubt, and I can't wait to be able to share with you all the things that I'm praying for. Now is not the right time, but as soon as the time is right, you better believe it will all be shared here.<br />
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Do you have any prayer requests? I would love to lift you up and pray for you daily. Email me or comment below.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-36556336463890718712011-01-20T18:24:00.000-05:002011-01-20T18:24:08.665-05:00White as snowSo far this winter has been one for the books. It has snowed so much it feels like. We had a white Christmas, we've had snow for the last couple of weeks, and it looks like more is on the way. The last snow we had was really beautiful. Everything was covered and solid white. There were no black spots in the road, no grass poking through from the ground. Everything was white.<br />
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That morning on the way to work, I was grumbling about having to go to work. I didn't want to get out in the mess, it was slick, and it was cold. I stopped at a redlight and could see a hill completely covered. My thoughts started to wander a little. The snow was so perfect. Untouched by warm temperatures, sleds, and footprints. It made me think of my life with a Saviour. How, once, my sins were as scarlet, but He washed them white as snow. Perfect, untouched, snow.<br />
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I think sometimes we need that reminder. That our life would be dark without the blood of Jesus washing us <i>white as snow.</i> I'm thankful for the reminder, no matter how cold, icy, and dreary it was that day, my life was warm with the Son.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-13808334482786538852011-01-10T19:09:00.000-05:002011-01-10T19:09:05.315-05:00JoyLast weekend I had the privilege to attend the Passion 2011 conference in Atlanta. We heard some amazing Words straight from Jesus. One that has continually stuck out for me was on joy.<br />
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Where does your joy start? What is the foundation of it?<br />
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I love going to football games. I love chocolate ice cream with marshmallows in it. I love girl nights with Whittani. I love watching 'Elf' over and over and quoting it on a weekly basis with Caiti. But all the things that I "love" don't quite bring me the joy that Jesus does.<br />
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Too quickly we get caught up in the worldly, materialistic things of life. Too often we pass people by that are missing the one thing in their lives that will change them forever. The joy of Jesus. I want the root of my life to reflect Jesus. I want a light to shine in the darkness that shines brighter than the street lights. I want those around me to see that it's not a win by the Vols that is the foundation of my joy <i>(however, I really DO love it when we win!) </i>I want to be joyful even on the not-so-good days. I want words of Jesus to leave my lips when I feel like saying things that I shouldn't. I want grace to fill my heart when I think back to the things in my life that have left me hurt.<br />
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<i>I want to always be mindful that joy comes from the Lord.</i>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-58968301625253121972011-01-09T20:42:00.000-05:002011-01-09T20:42:31.938-05:00White Christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TSph0PYWplI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Ex_cP8e_0l0/s1600/2010+238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TSph0PYWplI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Ex_cP8e_0l0/s320/2010+238.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TSpiCOn1jCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/J4hIP1QWyz0/s1600/2010+283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TSpiCOn1jCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/J4hIP1QWyz0/s320/2010+283.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Christmas was a white one this year and it was so pretty! We spent Christmas Eve at Nan's house. The food was oh-so-delicious like always. It was great to be with everyone again. As we were leaving Nan's it was starting to snow. We woke up on Christmas morning to a winter wonderland. Snow was everywhere, and it snowed pretty much all morning too. We spent the afternoon/evening at Granny's house. Davy was so much fun. He is getting so big. It's hard to believe that our first Christmas with him he was just barely a month old, and now he is 4! He's such a big boy and such an absolute joy to be around. God knew exactly what He was doing when He gave us him. And I am forever thankful to have such a fun, loving, sweet little character around.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-23143726074898189502010-12-11T19:23:00.000-05:002010-12-11T19:23:09.229-05:00Yes, I'm still alive!It has been 3 months since I've last updated. I really can't believe that it's been that long, but SO much has been going on. I think this calls for a bullet style update for the friends and family and strangers that actually care...<br />
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<ul><li>September, October, and November were FILLED with all things orange! It was a great home season on Rocky Top and all the games were a BLAST. I LOVE living in Knoxville for the games. The atmosphere around town is almost better than Christmas time! </li>
<li>I closed on my house, yep...MY VERY FIRST HOME...on September 30th. I was SO nervous about it all, but I signed on the, well ALL the, dotted lines and am now a homeowner. It has been so much fun decorating and making it my own. Everything is starting to come together and I only have the spare room left to completely finish. I'll post pictures one of these days.</li>
<li>November baby boy turned 4! I can't believe that he is 4 now. He is so big and still such a little JOY. I love that he is in our family. He is growing up and isn't such a baby anymore. It makes me so sad. </li>
<li>It's now December and almost Christmas time. I'm almost finished with my Christmas shopping. The preschool ministry at church is having some "guest" visitors each week. Last week we had a donkey. Tomorrow it's a sheep. Next week a camel. They are coming to help tell the Christmas story and the kids LOVE it. </li>
</ul>Life has been nonstop for the last few months. I have so much more to share, including a ton of pictures. Hopefully in the next few days I can get caught up. I hate it when I get behind in blogging. I love being able to go back and read all about the things that were going on at certain times, so I'm really going to try to do better.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-19781257065931448152010-09-13T20:48:00.000-04:002010-09-13T20:48:05.839-04:00Faults, Failures, and ForgivenessEveryone has faults.<br />
Everyone has failures.<br />
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I am not above anyone in any of these categories, nor do I claim to be. All of the above were things I have been thinking about the last day or so. We all make mistakes. We all have things that are unique to us that we falter on. Sometimes every now and then, sometimes daily. My faults and failures have made me who I am today, as cliche as it sounds, but it's true. I have made many mistakes, taken many wrong turns, and have ended up on the complete opposite side of the fence at times.<br />
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<i>But every time I reach that narrow turn in the road, I find a cross of mercy and forgiveness.</i><br />
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I'm thankful for forgiveness. Without it, life would be a bitter, cold place.Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-20658301111193365792010-09-06T08:52:00.000-04:002010-09-06T08:52:10.803-04:00Disappear MuchThe last few weeks here have been C.R.A.Z.Y.<br />
To catch everyone up, it's going to be a bullet-style post kind of day.<br />
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<ul><li>FINALLY got to go home and see my daddy a couple of weeks ago. I took off work early and headed to Greenbrier. We had a great weekend. Friday night was spent at the season opener high school football game. Saturday the whole family gathered at Nan's for some cooking and games and family time. Lance came in and we hung out that afternoon, so that was fun. We had a party for my Uncle Steve's birthday and most of our family came together for that. Sunday was church and family time before I headed back to Knoxville.</li>
<li>I put an offer in on a condo and it got ACCEPTED. I was floored. I am so excited about owning my own place. The amount of money I have put into renting is ridiculous, and rent prices are only going up. I decided that it would be a much better investment to own versus rent now. I close sometime this month and can't wait!</li>
<li>Work is going well. I love my job at the credit union. While it's not something I went to school for, I feel like I am in the right place right now. I love doing hair, but right now, I just don't have it in me to do it all day everyday. I like being able to do it when I want to do it. </li>
<li>Preschool stuff is keeping me busy at church each week. It's growing and we have more and more visitors coming that have small children. I love it! They are all great kids and I have a blast with them each week.</li>
<li>Football has officially started and we kicked that off Saturday here in Rocky Top! I have pictures from the game, so there will probably be another post on that sometime soon!</li>
<li>My Thirty-One business is soaring right now. I had great sales last night, much thanks to my awesome customers! I have really enjoyed the huge amount of parties that I've been having lately and meeting all the new people. I have had several new ladies join my team as well, and that has been awesome! I'm praying that it continue to grow! If you haven't visited my Thirty-One site, please do so! </li>
</ul><div>I think that about covers everything. At least in a quick way, anyways! I hope to do better about my blogging now that I am somewhat caught up on everything that has been going on in my busy life. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Happy Labor Day!</div>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-18895697273057322432010-08-05T14:43:00.000-04:002010-08-05T14:43:19.607-04:00One down...one to go!I took today off from work and took the first part of my cosmetology test. I PASSED! WOO-HOO! Now, I just have to take the practical portion of it and then I'm officially licensed! I'm excited and ready to be done with that chapter of my life. No, I don't have a job in a salon lined up. I really like my job at the Credit Union, so maybe I'll find something part time to do in the evenings. If anything, I'll always have my license to fall back on.<br />
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My week has been slammed with Thirty-One stuff. I had a party on Tuesday night that has been a HUGE success. I have a meeting tonight and another party tomorrow night. I am so pleased at how it has taken off the last few weeks. From the party Tuesday night, I got to 2 bookings and one possible catalog show or another home party! I'm super excited. I have a another girl on her way over now that is going to be my next consultant on my team! I am pumped! Now is definitely the time to join, so if you're interested in making extra money and having fun, let me know!Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-35607359417912405532010-07-26T19:53:00.000-04:002010-07-26T19:53:24.685-04:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fLQw2JgI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IIl8phOPJtY/s1600/Summer+2010~3+147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fLQw2JgI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IIl8phOPJtY/s320/Summer+2010~3+147.JPG" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fRra9uOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2x0jkITmcWE/s1600/Summer+2010~3+159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fRra9uOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2x0jkITmcWE/s320/Summer+2010~3+159.JPG" /></a>This weekend was so busy, but so much fun. Saturday started out with some laundry and house cleaning but progressed into fun when Momma Carol and Whittani got off work. We headed out shopping for a couple of hours and then had a quick lunch. That night we had dinner at The Melting Pot for Whittani's birthday. We had so much fun. After dinner we walked through The Old City and up to The Mast General Store where Sam and I indulged into some ice cold Nehi's. Mmmm, they were delicious. We decided that was going to be our Saturday night thing; general store and Nehi's. You can't beat a cold orange Nehi on a hot summer day...and they are only $1! After our walk through the general store we headed up to Market Square and visited a few of the shops. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Sunday morning was church. The preschool was hoppin' with a lot of little ones. Sarah was sick so I was on my own with running the preschool. God blessed, as always, and things were smooth sailing. The kids are really loving our study on Moses, and so am I. There are so many fun things to do with Moses' story and they are really "getting" it. I love it! </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fWUTZWdI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7V9i-k8elI0/s1600/Summer+2010~3+178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fWUTZWdI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7V9i-k8elI0/s320/Summer+2010~3+178.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fNNW15tI/AAAAAAAAAgA/-GpKOEo7nWk/s1600/Summer+2010~3+149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TE4fNNW15tI/AAAAAAAAAgA/-GpKOEo7nWk/s320/Summer+2010~3+149.JPG" /></a>Our family adventure for Sunday afternoon was a little road trip. We headed up to Kentucky Splash for a little water park fun. We had a blast! This year is the park's ten year anniversary so tickets to get in are only $10! Granted, it's no Splash Country, but for $10 and a fun 45 minute road trip it was well worth it. They had 3 water slides, a wave pool, and a lazy river so we were content. Ana and Steven tagged along with us so the 5 of us had a blast. We came back to Knoxville and headed to Alcoa for a little dinner at Cheddar's. We stuffed our faces and decided on a movie. 'Salt' won the vote and off we went. I wasn't sure what to think of the movie once we decided to see it, but after it started I was all in. It was a really good movie, so 2 thumbs up from me. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Lettie update: Sweet Lettie made it to Atalanta. She is now at the rehab facility. She had a few setback of not eating or taking her bottle well enough so they had to put the NG tube back in. They are keeping her busy with various types of therapy so please pray for patience of the therapists, strength for Lettie, and rest for Summer. Please pray that Lettie will continue to develop her swallowing habits and that they are able to remove the tube soon and she can start drinking and eating without it. Also, please continue to pray for no more seizures. Thank you all so much for your prayers for Lettie. She is a miracle and to see how God is using her in so many ways is humbling. </div>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-76006128885259349502010-07-23T21:27:00.000-04:002010-07-23T21:27:15.606-04:00TimeTime is what is lacking in my life right now. I feel like I have zero time to do anything once I get home from work. In reality, I have a lot of time. However, by the time I actually get home from work and sit for a minute, I don't want to do anything! On a normal night, after work and grabbing a bite to eat, I'm usually home around 7pm. Sometimes a little later. After being up since 7am, the last thing I want to do is come home and do laundry or pick up. All I want to do is sit. Normally, that's what I end up doing. By the end of the week, my house is a disaster and my laundry is piled sky high. Not pretty. It actually stresses me out when things are such a mess.<br />
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Tonight, I have made a list of things that are going to get done tomorrow. I'm determined not to stop until I finish folding every last piece of clothing, putting away clutter, and reorganizing my desk.<br />
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The Fall/Winter catalog for Thirty-One debuts on August 1st, so I'm trying hard to get things taken care of for that. It's proving to be a big task in itself. I have 2 parties scheduled for the very first week of August! My blood pressure goes up just thinking about it. I have tomorrow, and maybe 2 days next week to prepare for them. I'm going to be one busy little person tomorrow and next week.<br />
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Does anyone else have trouble sticking to a schedule and using their time wisely?Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-58354702722796090372010-07-15T21:54:00.000-04:002010-07-15T21:54:36.744-04:00Hebrews 4:16<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><i>Let us then 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</i></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><i><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">I encourage you to approach the throne with confidence....you WILL be blessed!</span></span></div>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-49384651010410924362010-07-14T23:02:00.000-04:002010-07-14T23:02:53.560-04:00Fancy Fourth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55Jj6_-TI/AAAAAAAAAfA/vH8fING08qU/s1600/Summer~2010~2+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55Jj6_-TI/AAAAAAAAAfA/vH8fING08qU/s320/Summer~2010~2+132.JPG" /></a></div><br />
I made it back to Greenbrier for the 4th for the first time in a few years. It was great to be back home with family. We had a very busy weekend filled with The Turnin' of the Pig, church, family cookout, and church picnic and fireworks. I loved being able to spend time with my sweet family the whole time. I was able to share with everyone about my trip to Guatemala and even got a few family members excited about and interested in a trip there next summer.<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55Sz2Y8vI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9ibMu8_PPCA/s1600/Summer~2010~2+141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55Sz2Y8vI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9ibMu8_PPCA/s320/Summer~2010~2+141.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55NnQbOfI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bzIr6yfdeXQ/s1600/Summer~2010~2+138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55NnQbOfI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bzIr6yfdeXQ/s320/Summer~2010~2+138.JPG" /></a>Lance and his new girlfriend came in on Saturday. We spent some time at the Turnin' of the Pig together walking around, playing games, and catching up. I miss him so much so I was very glad to get a day with him. We spent most of the time watching Davy play games and laugh and run around. He loved riding the pony and got to ride it two times that night. There is just something about small town life. It's the little things, like hearing the train come through town, and homemade ice cream by the sweetest ladies in town. Such a great night!<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55dSVsTYI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qEm6RlClAlI/s1600/Summer~2010~2+183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TD55dSVsTYI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qEm6RlClAlI/s320/Summer~2010~2+183.JPG" /></a>Sunday was church day and family day. We had a cookout at Granny's house after church with a lot of food and fun. After filling up there we headed back to church for a cookout and fireworks. My cousin, Josh, always puts on a good show with the fireworks and this year was no different. Although this time we almost had a few fires...they turned out awesome. The show gets bigger every year it seems like.<br />
The only thing missing this year was my sweet Daddy. He is still in Iraq, watching the sand blow by. Most of his squadron are home. He is on the last leg coming back, so he still has a few more weeks in the sandbox. I can't wait for him to come home! The Turnin' of the Pig was NOT the same without him. I am so proud to call him my DaddyEmmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-47573400113041229502010-07-06T23:01:00.000-04:002010-07-06T23:01:26.056-04:00Power of Prayer<span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; float: right; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zyZCWB8oT-g/TCq3fV7wf8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/bnxmLlmQX28/s320/IMG_1517.JPG" /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">This is sweet Lettie. I've asked for prayer for her a couple of times here, and thought it would be nice if you could put a face to name. So here she is. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Tonight, and the coming days, please lift her and her precious mom and dad, Summer and Mark, up in prayer to our ultimate Healer. He will receive all the glory and honor for her healing. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Right now, Lettie has experienced some setbacks. You can <a href="http://www.thebrittonslife.blogspot.com/">follow her story</a> and leave Mark and Summer a comment to let them know you are praying for them. I know they appreciate them and are humbled at how quickly their story has been passed along.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">I was talking to a friend of mine today, and she couldn't have been more right. God is waiting for the time to "show up and show off." He is a healer and performer of miracles. I have no doubts that the bigger picture in Lettie's journey is going to be amazing. Already, her story has touched the lives of many. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">It would be so easy to give up on God in a time like this. Satan is coming from every direction. Emotions are high and Mark and Summer are weary. Their faith in God has never wavered. God has shown His hand on Lettie's life in more ways than one since her journey to today and I don't think anyone in her life can deny that. I can't wait to see the day that Lettie is healed completely...able to tell her story about a God bigger than the universe that healed her little body. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Thank you all so much for the prayers you have prayed for Lettie and her family. It's humbling to know how many people have lifted her up. </span></span></div>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-11947789194871980812010-07-03T09:38:00.000-04:002010-07-03T09:38:30.366-04:00Exhausting Week<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TC88AwQ7AXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nWNPYAM6rZw/s1600/Summer~2010+197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uJGzAHjJJOE/TC88AwQ7AXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nWNPYAM6rZw/s320/Summer~2010+197.JPG" /></a>I did not do a single updating on my Guatemala blog...so if you have clicked over to read...SORRY! It has been one of the most busiest weeks ever for me and sleeping in this morning was AMAZING. Even more amazing than that though, was this special guy was my wake up call this morning. It made me smile just hearing his sweet little voice. The first thing out of his little mouth? "Mimi-are you coming to MY house today?" Precious. I had been up and down all week about driving to Nashville today to spend the 4th with my family. Um, that pretty much nailed my decision. Of course, I'm coming to your house. Who could say no to the most adorable baby boy (whose not such a baby anymore)? I'm excited, because tonight, we'll head over to the City Hall in my sweet little town and listen to some good 'ol music, play games, have homemade ice cream, and hand turned BBQ with all of the folks in town. I think tonight alone will make the drive there worth it. Which means....I must get going!Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4245867464266543810.post-50986803597267306082010-06-29T22:21:00.000-04:002010-06-29T22:21:08.377-04:00Back from GuatemalaI made it back safely from Guatemala late Sunday night. We had the best trip and God worked in so many ways. I learned a lot about myself, made some great friends, and fell even more in love with the people and country of Guatemala. It's amazing how different my life is now. I never, ever, would have thought that I would have a heart for foreign missions...but I LOVE it. I'm downloading pictures now and working on updating my Guatemala blog...so hop on over {<a href="http://emilyrguatemala.blogspot.com/">there</a>} to read all about it!<br />
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<i>From the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone that supported my trip, prayed for me, and encouraged me along the way. It truly means the most to me!</i>Emmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04701235858665827794noreply@blogger.com0