<?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-3763948516363371316</id><updated>2012-01-30T09:30:05.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes From Lodi ,Ohio</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings of an old fashioned woman</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3989625823728552302</id><published>2012-01-30T09:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:30:05.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were the Devil</title><content type='html'>Another from the God vine I found interesting, no wonder catch the name at the bottom. God Bless and have a wonderful Day , than Thank God for giving it to you. If your day went wrong ask the Lord for help . He loves us !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Were the Devil &lt;br /&gt;Reading this really makes you reflect on the current way things are in the world. Let's always keep Jesus in our decisions to help back against the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the Devil I would gain control of the most powerful nation in the world;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would delude their minds into thinking that they had come from man's effort, instead of God's blessings;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would promote an attitude of loving things and using people, instead of the other way around;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would dupe entire states into relying on gambling for their state revenue;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would convince people that character is not an issue when it comes to leadership;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would make it legal to take the life of unborn babies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would make it socially acceptable to take one's own life, and invent machines to make it convenient;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would cheapen human life as much as possible so that the life of animals are valued more than human beings;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would take God out of the schools, where even the mention of His name was grounds for a law suit;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would come up with drugs that sedate the mind and target the young;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get sports heroes to take on the job to advertise them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get control of the media, so that every night I could pollute the mind of every family, the backbone of any nation;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would make divorce acceptable and easy, even fashionable.....If the family crumbles, so does the nation;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would compel people to express their most depraved fantasies on canvas and movie screens, and I would call it art;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would try to convince the people that right and wrong are determined by a few who call themselves authorities and refer to their agenda as politically correct;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would persuade people that the church is irrelevant and out of date, and the Bible is for the naive;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would dull the minds of Christians, and make them believe that prayer is not important, and that faithfulness and obedience are optional;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I would leave things pretty much the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Harvey.............Good Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More GodVine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3989625823728552302?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3989625823728552302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3989625823728552302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3989625823728552302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3989625823728552302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-i-were-devil.html' title='If I Were the Devil'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-6071910365709771419</id><published>2012-01-23T11:44:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:14:48.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcPyZ5Z3NpM/Tx2TW_5hcuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XWqHyz7lUnk/s1600/hs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcPyZ5Z3NpM/Tx2TW_5hcuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XWqHyz7lUnk/s400/hs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700874726640022242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi I am back and I want to share with you yet another story from the GodVine.com&lt;br /&gt;It is so true how the children can open our eyes. Try reading the stories from the Godvine.com sometime I really think you will enjoy it. I know I learn a lot from my grandchildren It's when the little one get older that it is hard to understand them and vs-a- verse . Just try to keep your patients. Show lots of love and keep trying. I know I ask the Lord to show me or teach me patients everyday I will learn I am sure the Holy Spirit will show me.&lt;br /&gt;While on the subject of the Holy Spirit try reading a book called "The Shack" By WM. Paul Young so good and thanks Godvine for passing on your news letters.And now the Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4ozTpAoJow/Tx2Sen1holI/AAAAAAAAAU8/N8jQr29Jx8s/s1600/imagesCA05WM95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4ozTpAoJow/Tx2Sen1holI/AAAAAAAAAU8/N8jQr29Jx8s/s400/imagesCA05WM95.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700873758108131922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Blessings: &lt;br /&gt;One day a very wealthy father took his son to a very humble farm home. The father wanted the son to see and appreciate everything they have because the the son was never near poverty. The father decided to spend one day and one night with his son at this very humble home. On the next day after spending the night and returning to their beautiful mansion, the father wanted to hear his son's reaction towards the educating trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: So son what do you think about the trip. Did you see how poor people live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: Yes, father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: What do you think? What have you learn from this trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: I have learned that they have four dogs and we only have one. I have learned that we have a small garden and they have an entire forest. I have learned that we have a small stream on our back yard and they have a full river that has no end. I have learned that our back yard goes to the end of our property and they have an entire horizon. I have learned that we have lamps on our back yard to keep us from the dark and they have the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son continues his reply and said: Thank you father for showing me how poor we really are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sometimes don't realize the TRUE blessings we receive from our Heavenly Father because we're blinded by material things and what society deems to be worthy. Remember that true riches aren't what we have, it's Who we have. And we have Jesus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rItoVWierAw/Tx2TrEDp1FI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bqHgJC_p5eE/s1600/imagesCABD7E65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rItoVWierAw/Tx2TrEDp1FI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bqHgJC_p5eE/s400/imagesCABD7E65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700875071353640018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Want More Godvine then go to the newsletter@godvine.com  Thank You Lord I don't know what I would do without you.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-6071910365709771419?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/6071910365709771419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=6071910365709771419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/6071910365709771419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/6071910365709771419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-blessings.html' title='Beautiful Blessings'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcPyZ5Z3NpM/Tx2TW_5hcuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XWqHyz7lUnk/s72-c/hs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4838933175318333698</id><published>2011-12-28T08:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T08:42:48.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Us Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPbrU8cMuEc/TvscXE5jSAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/41lJ03ne9Z8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 217px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691173736890451970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPbrU8cMuEc/TvscXE5jSAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/41lJ03ne9Z8/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Us Remember&lt;br /&gt;As followers of Christ, we should never judge and we should never be quick to anger. Read this below as a reminder and give someone a big smile today instead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us to remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day, that she is rushing home to cook dinner and help with homework, to do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who takes forever at the checkout stand, is a worried 19-year-old college student, who is balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind us that the scary looking bum, begging for money&lt;br /&gt;in the same spot every day (who really ought to get a job!)&lt;br /&gt;is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow&lt;br /&gt;through the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Let us show patience, empathy and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open our hearts not to just those who are close to us,&lt;br /&gt;but to all humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind us each day that of all the gifts you give us,&lt;br /&gt;the greatest gift is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNWyjpyA_uk/TvscnAn1TaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/QQnMCBzmkCk/s1600/images%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691174010620300706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNWyjpyA_uk/TvscnAn1TaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/QQnMCBzmkCk/s400/images%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank "TheGodVine.com "for this reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4838933175318333698?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4838933175318333698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4838933175318333698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4838933175318333698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4838933175318333698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/12/help-us-remember.html' title='Help Us Remember'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPbrU8cMuEc/TvscXE5jSAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/41lJ03ne9Z8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2822845653779788847</id><published>2011-12-12T10:09:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:01:20.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 10:13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rDPoiSOPTw/TuYafRcTGnI/AAAAAAAAASY/CDXVrHJEPB8/s1600/1%2BCorinthians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685260704162191986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rDPoiSOPTw/TuYafRcTGnI/AAAAAAAAASY/CDXVrHJEPB8/s400/1%2BCorinthians.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it." - 1 Corinthians 10:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do as the Lord said and start looking for all the good in life. I have so much to be thankful for . My Grand children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sZi87NPQ8k/TuYeCqEZuVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VM68L8wZHSo/s1600/d1%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sZi87NPQ8k/TuYeCqEZuVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VM68L8wZHSo/s200/d1%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685264610603153746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8BPU_JjA2g/TuYcoerb9MI/AAAAAAAAATg/21acD1W2RWY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8BPU_JjA2g/TuYcoerb9MI/AAAAAAAAATg/21acD1W2RWY/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685263061357425858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although some of them and my oldest daughter live in another country , I get to see them almost every day. Thanks to the Internet.My daughter and her husband moved to another Country years ago. At first I was angry with them for leaving . But, I understand why it was done. I see them more than the ones that live here in the USA. My youngest daughter is to busy with her own life to worry about being here all the time,with her  School and new boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMW683ULnKA/TuYdiKWgU1I/AAAAAAAAAT4/GdYuja2pQ8M/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMW683ULnKA/TuYdiKWgU1I/AAAAAAAAAT4/GdYuja2pQ8M/s200/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685264052333335378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All parents try to teach their children by the things that went wrong in their lives so the kids don't make the same mistakes they did, and we feel guilty if we don't succeed. The truth is we must let them make the mistakes in order to grow, all we can do is guide them, teach them right from wrong and mainly about GOD. When the time comes they will turn to Him and make things right,repent. We are not God so don't judge ,let God do that. Guide them and enjoy them while you can. &lt;br /&gt;I also have my health , income and a leaking roof to remind me things are not always perfect. No matter what happens in my life I look up to the Lord and thank Him a few times a day. Mostly I have a peaceful feeling . I know I am heading in the right direction. Thank You Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cR4sPIwK5p8/TuYjigRDdwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/21aENj_PpPA/s1600/imagesCABD7E65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cR4sPIwK5p8/TuYjigRDdwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/21aENj_PpPA/s400/imagesCABD7E65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685270655285819138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2822845653779788847?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2822845653779788847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2822845653779788847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2822845653779788847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2822845653779788847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/12/1-corinthians-1013.html' title='1 Corinthians 10:13'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rDPoiSOPTw/TuYafRcTGnI/AAAAAAAAASY/CDXVrHJEPB8/s72-c/1%2BCorinthians.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-8675764839880701272</id><published>2011-12-06T14:00:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T22:11:53.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Christmas Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQWJLgCtFU8/Tt5tPK2s_CI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6wTnKHZcBpo/s1600/imagesCAE263VK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683099887167405090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQWJLgCtFU8/Tt5tPK2s_CI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6wTnKHZcBpo/s320/imagesCAE263VK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all . I am so wondering why we picked this day to celebrate Christ's Birthday? We really don't know Jesus was born on December 25Th. From what I was just reading the pagans picked this holiday to honor the the earth.The church wanted to get people away from the pagan tradition so they started celebrating Christ's day. If I am off base please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Lord God with every fiber in me and I find I need to honor God everyday. If not for Him I would have been lost a long time ago. Now I want you to know what is making me feel this way. First I look around and I see all the wrong we do . Hurting one another. Lying , stealing , cheating. swearing, raping, and homosexuality, how we use the bible to fit our own needs. How we tell little lies so we don't hurt someones feeling. well I bet their feelings will really be hurt when they find out not only you lied but that you can't be trusted either.&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched a simple soap opera on T.V. and I see they are about to make one of the Young men's actors gay. I think how much good they could do by showing good things and how to lead us to good ways not show the youth how to go against the bible.I see the elder woman across the street. All she wants is for her kids to come and spend a day with her. They are so mean to her. Yelling at her. I have tried to be there for her but now I am tired. And feel so guilty.I don't want to burn in hell.Help me Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xYnAsYAzX5g/Tt5ufFhA6EI/AAAAAAAAASM/24Picik80X4/s1600/imagesCAGS2Z1Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683101260123793474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xYnAsYAzX5g/Tt5ufFhA6EI/AAAAAAAAASM/24Picik80X4/s320/imagesCAGS2Z1Y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of looking around and seeing the disrespect for one another in the world today. Religious leaders molesting the young.Parents Beating Gods' babies, talking to one another and using the f--- word as if saying hello. Wars in your name. How can this be a happy season . Oh God forgive me for my  judgeing ways, I am trying so hard to be good and love and worship you everyday. But its so hard. My grand son who I share raising with my daughter,  is going down the wrong path I can feel it. I try but I can't stop him . Please help me Lord. Help them.Show us all the way. Come back soon Lord save us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80v3qtwLiX4/Tt5uXUXwx8I/AAAAAAAAASA/ZYZ0_CD3SpE/s1600/imagesCAU81AFX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683101126672566210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80v3qtwLiX4/Tt5uXUXwx8I/AAAAAAAAASA/ZYZ0_CD3SpE/s320/imagesCAU81AFX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-8675764839880701272?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/8675764839880701272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=8675764839880701272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8675764839880701272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8675764839880701272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-christmas-season.html' title='Tis the Christmas Season!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQWJLgCtFU8/Tt5tPK2s_CI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6wTnKHZcBpo/s72-c/imagesCAE263VK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-480961107492896293</id><published>2011-11-09T08:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T09:45:35.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Price (and Reward) of Raising Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj_44fap5Fc/TrqP52qQECI/AAAAAAAAARU/rjceJW83Sh4/s1600/Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj_44fap5Fc/TrqP52qQECI/AAAAAAAAARU/rjceJW83Sh4/s320/Jesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673004904714604578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi it's been a long time, With the holidays coming along I want to share something I read. It is so nice, enjoy. I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Price (and Reward) of Raising Kids&lt;br /&gt;This is just too good not to pass on to all. Here is something absolutely positive for a change. I have repeatedly seen the breakdown of the cost of raising a child, but this is the first time I have seen the rewards listed this way. It's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government recently calculated the cost of raising a child from birth to 18 and came up with $160,140.00 for a middle income family. Talk about price shock! That doesn't even touch college tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But $160,140.00 isn't so bad if you break it down. It translates into:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* $8,896.66 a year,&lt;br /&gt;* $741.38 a month,&lt;br /&gt;* $171.08 a week.&lt;br /&gt;* A mere $24.24 a day!&lt;br /&gt;Just over a dollar an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, you might think the best financial advice is; don't have children if you want to be 'rich.' Actually, it is just the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get for your $160,140.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Naming rights . First, middle, and last!&lt;br /&gt;* Glimpses of God every day.&lt;br /&gt;* Giggles under the covers every night.&lt;br /&gt;* More love than your heart can hold.&lt;br /&gt;* Butterfly kisses and Velcro hugs..&lt;br /&gt;* Endless wonder over rocks, ants, clouds, and warm cookies.&lt;br /&gt;* A hand to hold usually covered with jelly or chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;* A partner for blowing bubbles and flying kites.&lt;br /&gt;* Someone to laugh yourself silly with, no matter what the boss said or how your stocks performed that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For $160,140.00, you never have to grow up. You get to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* finger-paint,&lt;br /&gt;* carve pumpkins,&lt;br /&gt;* play hide-and-seek,&lt;br /&gt;* catch lightning bugs,&lt;br /&gt;* never stop believing in Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;You have an excuse to:&lt;br /&gt;* keep reading the Adventures of Piglet and Pooh,&lt;br /&gt;* watch Saturday morning cartoons,&lt;br /&gt;* go to Disney movies, and&lt;br /&gt;* wish on stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to frame rainbows, hearts, and flowers under refrigerator magnets and collect spray painted noodle wreaths for Christmas, hand prints set in clay for Mother's Day, and cards with backward letters for Father's Day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a mere $24.24 a day, there is no greater bang for your buck. You get to be a hero just for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* retrieving a Frisbee off the garage roof,&lt;br /&gt;* taking the training wheels off a bike,&lt;br /&gt;* removing a splinter,&lt;br /&gt;* filling a wading pool ,&lt;br /&gt;* coaxing a wad of gum out of bangs, and&lt;br /&gt;* coaching a baseball team that never wins but always gets treated to ice cream regardless.&lt;br /&gt;You get a front row seat in history to witness the:&lt;br /&gt;* First step,&lt;br /&gt;* First word,&lt;br /&gt;* First bra,&lt;br /&gt;* First date,&lt;br /&gt;* First time behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to be immortal. You get another branch added to your family tree, and if you're lucky, a long list of limbs in your obituary called grandchildren and great grandchildren. You get an education in psychology, nursing, criminal justice, communications, and human sexuality that no college can match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of a child, you rank right up there under God. You have all the power to heal a boo-boo, scare away the monsters under the bed, patch a broken heart, police a slumber party, ground them forever, and love them without limits, so one day they will, like you, love without counting the cost. That is quite a deal for the price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; enjoy your children &amp; grandchildren &amp; great-grandchildren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best investment you'll ever make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the best gift ever given to you is from our Father in heaven, A child.Pray everyday for that child to walk Jesus's walk be kind, to pray and believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we are all Gods' children no matter how old we get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8pbIqqTbU8/TrqQC9JG9OI/AAAAAAAAARg/cOXParPS-rA/s1600/imagesCAE263VK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8pbIqqTbU8/TrqQC9JG9OI/AAAAAAAAARg/cOXParPS-rA/s320/imagesCAE263VK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673005061073466594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-480961107492896293?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/480961107492896293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=480961107492896293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/480961107492896293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/480961107492896293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/11/price-and-reward-of-raising-kids.html' title='The Price (and Reward) of Raising Kids'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj_44fap5Fc/TrqP52qQECI/AAAAAAAAARU/rjceJW83Sh4/s72-c/Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-1332757119657953907</id><published>2011-10-04T09:59:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:31:07.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MYg_GTawko/TosYMO3grpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/chogUGw8IgM/s1600/200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MYg_GTawko/TosYMO3grpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/chogUGw8IgM/s320/200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659643955149581970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, another beautiful day..... a........ no its not, we were told we would have sunshine today. Where is it? All I can see are clouds , it looks like one continuous cloud. Oh well the rain was needed to bring on those beautiful colors. The rusts , oranges , yellows and different color greens , which happen to be my granddaughters favorite color, green, mine to for that matter. I love this time of year. Autum and spring. The seasons are wonderful. Not to hot nor to cold. Just right. You have to love the The north all should experience it. I am going to post some pic's have a look and let me know what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JqfwkGtJWNs/TosVUHk4ZfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pFa9tafq1pA/s1600/500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659640792096466418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JqfwkGtJWNs/TosVUHk4ZfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pFa9tafq1pA/s320/500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7nU4A603xM/TosVNMiftAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/y0NKy1mavck/s1600/400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659640673169552386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7nU4A603xM/TosVNMiftAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/y0NKy1mavck/s320/400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dn5A2cmy2Jg/TosUKk7QOeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5HTEGcqfm2M/s1600/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659639528664611298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dn5A2cmy2Jg/TosUKk7QOeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5HTEGcqfm2M/s320/100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; God has such a beautiful eye. Each and everyone of us can see and believe in his beauty. Just say the majic words "I Believe in you Jesus" and Believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to fill old clothing with leaves and make a scare crow or warm hot apple cider. wow sounds great A. I love it . Thank you Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxPcmg8DNyA/TosUZQbbthI/AAAAAAAAAQk/m6xR10Eg_xA/s1600/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659639780860474898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxPcmg8DNyA/TosUZQbbthI/AAAAAAAAAQk/m6xR10Eg_xA/s320/300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-1332757119657953907?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/1332757119657953907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=1332757119657953907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/1332757119657953907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/1332757119657953907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MYg_GTawko/TosYMO3grpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/chogUGw8IgM/s72-c/200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4714344377278394772</id><published>2011-08-23T07:24:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T07:15:17.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I can say is Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z--bbjsY05o/TlOcsH-XOKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0pYAsnRwvnE/s1600/imagesCAJCBXXX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z--bbjsY05o/TlOcsH-XOKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0pYAsnRwvnE/s320/imagesCAJCBXXX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644027039894157474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is Wow, You go Mister Buffett if only more people thought your way. Not only the rich but all. If President Obama ,Senate and congress don't want to Tax the rich then I say open an account and donate money to pay on the  the debt. Only someone who is smart can do this. Lots of brains are needed here.&lt;br /&gt; Wake up America can't you feel the Lord is getting angry with all of us . This country has always been rich. America , Canada and Great Britten  and Austria. Have always been blessed. But we stopped seeing what it means to tithe. To tithe is to give 10% of what you have. Or if you simply can't do that then donate your time in helping the church or the elderly, something. Almost none of us do that. A lot of us were so selfish we made bills to get what we wanted not only what we needed but what we wanted. For this I am sorry. I had to file bankruptcy. And I am ashamed of myself. I made the price of thing go up as did all of us that charge things we really did not need,and were in unions. We demanded more pay . The better work environment was needed. But we voted our self out of jobs.Do you understand what I am saying. It is time to step up to the plate and save America and hopefully the others (Canada and Great Britten  and Austria) will follow . I am not smart enough to do what I have suggested. The bank thing . But the rich can figure out who is and can be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;   Now the other part of this page. I know that there are people who are struggling out there, trying to find work and make as much money as you use to, but until that time comes,Take what ever comes your way MC Donald's, Burger King, Toco Bell what ever. Mostly PRAY TO GOD! he loves you. The problem is do you love him? At church I hardly see any youth. Who is teaching Gods rules to these young ones what chance will they have as they grow up? Are you going to wait till God says It IS TIME TO PAY FOR YOUR SINS. Are you really willing to go to hell and burn for ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN9gFheY_6k/TlOZV1huATI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7_wksDZVmQI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN9gFheY_6k/TlOZV1huATI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7_wksDZVmQI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644023358450172210" border="0" /&gt;Satan has done enough damage we gave him the power. We need to take it back and give our souls to the LORD! God vs Satan I know who will win . I pray you do to. God Bless America!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwILA4z4Wls/TlObYFCeJII/AAAAAAAAAPw/f0ENRs_n724/s1600/Laughing%2BJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwILA4z4Wls/TlObYFCeJII/AAAAAAAAAPw/f0ENRs_n724/s320/Laughing%2BJesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644025595997070466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWmTK9voQoM/TlObY0juGOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Nr456mINQX4/s1600/satan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWmTK9voQoM/TlObY0juGOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Nr456mINQX4/s320/satan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644025608752994530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4714344377278394772?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4714344377278394772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4714344377278394772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4714344377278394772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4714344377278394772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-i-can-say-is-wow.html' title='All I can say is Wow!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z--bbjsY05o/TlOcsH-XOKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0pYAsnRwvnE/s72-c/imagesCAJCBXXX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4128142905120639266</id><published>2011-08-05T07:57:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T13:47:59.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Myths and Facts About the Debt-Ceiling Compromise</title><content type='html'>I am very sorry but I don't speak any language except English , If you want your comments published Please say so. I don't want to get anyone in trouble. Thanks for your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that don't want to go and read the web sight them selves, here you go, And for those that do here you go: http://money.msn.com/credit-rating/escape-from-the-great-debt-trap-bloomberg.aspx?gt1=33001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Myth: President Obama caved. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Fact: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;President Obama laid out key priorities that had to be part of any deal. Those priorities are reflected in this compromise. &lt;/strong&gt;First,  we avoided default which would have plunged the economy into a deep  recession, imperiling the well-being of millions of Americans. Second,  the initial down payment on deficit reductions does not cut low-income  and safety-net programs such as Medicare, Medicaid, and Social Security.  Third, we set up a path forward that will put pressure on Congress to  adopt a balanced approach. And finally, we raised the debt ceiling until  2013, ensuring that House Republicans could not use the threat of  default in just a few months to force severe cuts in Social Security,  Medicare, and Medicaid.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Myth: Republicans got everything they wanted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Fact: They won’t admit it publicly, but when push came to shove, Republicans backed down on their key demands. &lt;/strong&gt;For  months, Republicans called for a budget that would have ended Medicare  as we know it, made catastrophic cuts to Medicaid, or cut investments in  education by 25 percent, clean energy by 70 percent and infrastructure  spending by 30 percent. As if that wasn’t enough, they also demanded  that we repeat this debt-ceiling crisis, just a few months from now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  None of these of these demands made it into a final deal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Myth: This deal cuts Medicare, Medicaid, and Social Security.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;Fact: &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;There are no changes to these programs included in the initial phase of this agreement.&lt;/strong&gt;  In the second phase of the agreement, everything will be on the table –  and the President has made clear that the committee must pursue a  balanced approach where reforms to programs like Medicaid, Social  Security or Medicare would only be acceptable if coupled with higher  revenues from the most fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Myth: This deal reduces the deficit entirely on the backs of the middle class. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Fact: While the initial down payment on deficit reduction - about $1 trillion – &lt;strong&gt;will require belt-tightening, it still will allow us to invest in the&lt;/strong&gt; programs and priorities we care about most.&lt;/strong&gt; Moreover, hundreds of billions of this initial round of cuts will come from security spending.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  As we negotiated the domestic side of the cuts, we protected our  historic new investments in Pell Grants as part of the down payment. For  the second phase, we made sure that  programs for the most vulnerable,  like food stamps, Medicaid and the Earned Income Tax Credit, would not  be hit by the “trigger,” the automatic cuts that will go into place if  Congress does not find an acceptable compromise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Myth: The joint committee -- the so-called "super committee" -- makes it easier for Congress to cut the programs we care about. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Fact: The joint committee system puts pressure on Republicans to seek compromise. &lt;/strong&gt;As  we all know, in this round of deficit reduction, there wasn’t a lot of  leverage bringing Republicans to the table. In round two, that changes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  If Republicans aren't willing to compromise, then the joint committee  will fail. This would automatically trigger an additional $1.2 trillion  in deficit reduction designed to be painful for both sides, with half  that coming from savings in the defense budget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Myth: Since we weren’t able to raise revenues right now, we won’t be able to raise revenues in the future. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Fact: The deal lays out two paths for further reducing our deficit. Both of them include revenues. &lt;/strong&gt;Option  one is for the joint committee to develop a plan that is passed by both  Houses of Congress, and signed by President Obama. The President has  already said that he will only support a balanced approach involving  shared sacrifice. That means raising revenue through steps such as  closing loopholes for corporations, reforming our tax code, and asking  millionaires and billionaires to pay their fair share in taxes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cktHM2dD9MI/Tjvd59p42tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vDRQx8nK6hk/s1600/President%2BBarack%2BObama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cktHM2dD9MI/Tjvd59p42tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vDRQx8nK6hk/s200/President%2BBarack%2BObama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637343346456845010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You may also check political fact at,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; http://newsbreaks.infotoday.com/nbReader.asp?ArticleId=39759   (or) http://www.factcheck.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uGvmdJ5-DA/TjvehiQXV4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ER4G-hMBSNE/s1600/infographic_debt_deal_976_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uGvmdJ5-DA/TjvehiQXV4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ER4G-hMBSNE/s320/infographic_debt_deal_976_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637344026296801154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4128142905120639266?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.whitehouse.gov/blog/2011/08/03/myths-and-facts-about-debt-ceiling-compromise?utm_source=email125&amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;utm_campaign=deficit' title='Myths and Facts About the Debt-Ceiling Compromise'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4128142905120639266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4128142905120639266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4128142905120639266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4128142905120639266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/08/myths-and-facts-about-debt-ceiling.html' title='Myths and Facts About the Debt-Ceiling Compromise'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cktHM2dD9MI/Tjvd59p42tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vDRQx8nK6hk/s72-c/President%2BBarack%2BObama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4587626578286024826</id><published>2011-07-30T07:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:52:23.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to our Leaders</title><content type='html'>"We’ve got to rein in the deficit to put our economy on stronger footing and ensure that seniors and middle-class families aren’t bearing the entire burden when millionaires and billionaires, oil companies, hedge fund managers and corporate jet owners are let off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;It comes down to this. You shouldn't need to have lobbyists on the payroll to have your voice heard in Washington. And in your financial dealings, you deserve a basic measure of protection against abuse. You should have the freedom to buy a home or open a credit card or take out a student loan with confidence that you’re getting a fair deal."&lt;br /&gt;As always I hear a lot of words from Washington but nothing is ever done! So I decided to help out. Here are a few suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Security reform;&lt;br /&gt;1) any one on drugs collecting SSI will be given 1 year to clean up their act. No more than one year. If they choose to continue taking drugs then they will foot the bill them self's. If they have children , the children will be taken away and placed with child services.To be raised by a druggie is creating another druggie, it is child abuse.No more free money.&lt;br /&gt;2)Social security was not meant for a retirement program, but seems it has turned into one. Fine you work, you pay and you collect. But a spouse can not also collect while the other spouse is alive ( if you earned $1500.00 in S.S. a month that is what your family gets not when your wife hit 62 she also get $900. It is not our fault she decided not to work .That is not fair) and If that spouse passes on the remaining spouse should collect the funds only up to the amount that the spouse collected o S.S. and that's including the the kids. No separate funds till the kids reach a certain age.If the spouse that is alive is able to work and support the kids and is to be able to earn enough money 100% the low income for as many family members in the household nothing is needed to be given . If the spouse is left with little income then only then is  money to be given. What as it stands now ( say a dad passes away each of the kids collects around $900.00 Bucks well no more maybe $900.00 for 2 Kids $1200. for three, etc.) And Only till they are Eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;I said it before open up hospitals for the seniors .The young learn from them, Let them help in the senior hospitals and schools. That would be helping the old and the young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some ways to collect revenue:&lt;br /&gt;1) Loop hole need to be closed On the millionaires and billionaires. My Goodness how much money do they need. The eye of the needle is so small a camel will never get through it. There will be no place in Heaven for them.Greed a major no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I don't want to single out the oil companies but I have no choice No more tax breaks.Stop catering to these co. Start local trains To go from town to town to pick up locals . Then the cars don't have to be using up all the oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Stop hedge fund managers and corporate jet owners need to be taken care of I am a laymen given enough time I could come up with something maybe a new tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am not going to stop there Senators  , congressmen and Lobbyists need to take a pay cut after all the seniors have not even had a raise in two years.Our bills need to be paid also.I would say 10-15% would be fair. No more first class jet or plane rides no more write offs for lunches. I never got paid for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets also look at the youth today I can see if they break the law public caning should be considered maybe the next kid will think twice. Stop coddling the people in prison, their there for a reason. OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are just a few ideas. Try them. May God show each one of us what to do. Won't you please write your Washington  leaders try to give some input. After all this is our country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4587626578286024826?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4587626578286024826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4587626578286024826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4587626578286024826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4587626578286024826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/07/letter-to-our-leaders.html' title='A Letter to our Leaders'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-7385971989261572945</id><published>2011-07-21T09:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T09:47:06.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture says a Thousand words!</title><content type='html'>Hi, Just a few lines to show you a picture of the sky here in Ohio, About two weeks ago we had one hell of a storm. The sky was fierce. With the heat wave and the rain pouring down , I thought something was going to happen. Don't think I'm crazy but the clouds have looked a lot like the Devil himself. With the times such as they are, maybe he is really getting ready for tribulations. I hope we are ready. Take a look at this picture . You tell me what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sg3eTEwRo-E/TigtWzMf2QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uhFx56vqmh4/s1600/devil%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sg3eTEwRo-E/TigtWzMf2QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uhFx56vqmh4/s320/devil%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bsky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631801203749804290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-7385971989261572945?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/7385971989261572945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=7385971989261572945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/7385971989261572945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/7385971989261572945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/07/picture-says-thousand-words.html' title='A picture says a Thousand words!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sg3eTEwRo-E/TigtWzMf2QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uhFx56vqmh4/s72-c/devil%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-8809525338331286022</id><published>2011-07-10T11:19:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T18:53:42.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirtual Growth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8v6NB1NjiNA/Th4OZo9X8QI/AAAAAAAAANk/8-mrkFvVYY4/s1600/SpiritualGrowth.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8v6NB1NjiNA/Th4OZo9X8QI/AAAAAAAAANk/8-mrkFvVYY4/s320/SpiritualGrowth.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628952417914056962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read the bible and come across a parable and not understood what the meaning was? So you might give it a lot of thought, and you are really not sure. Well I believe what God wanted you to do is get together with your friends and family hear what they think it meant. Then ask your religious leader what it meant. Keep The Lords word alive. Pray alone or in a group. It does not matter ,do both. Spreading the joy is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 23: 1-23 gives both the parable and the meaning. Oh how easy it would be to understand the bible if they all were easy. But if all were easy would we have a chance to be saved? Christ's life was not easy. But everyday He went out and talked among His people and believe me I don't think all were His followers , at least when they started listening. Many walked away and didn't listen at all; only listened to see if they could charge Him with something. But thank God many did listen and we have his word today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew this is what is said..... I won't go over the whole chapter, you really need to read for yourself. ......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="5" width="450"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he told them many things in parables,  saying: "A sower went out to sow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;And as he sowed, some seeds fell along the  path, and the birds came and devoured them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Other seeds fell on rocky ground, where they  had not much soil, and immediately they sprang up, since they had no depth of  soil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;but when the sun rose they were scorched;  and since they had no root they withered away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Other seeds fell upon thorns, and the thorns  grew up and choked them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Other seeds fell on good soil and brought  forth grain, some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;He who has ears, let him hear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpcTeE1SXys/Th3JBDdotCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eMs0ZqyfpiU/s1600/Return-of-Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="5" width="450"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hear then the parable of the sower.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;When any one hears the word of the kingdom  and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what is sown in  his heart; this is what was sown along the path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for what was sown on rocky ground, this  is he who hears the word and immediately receives it with joy; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;yet he has no root in himself, but endures  for a while, and when tribulation or persecution arises on account of the word,  immediately he falls away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for what was sown among thorns, this is  he who hears the word, but the cares of the world and the delight in riches  choke the word, and it proves unfruitful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="40"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for what was sown on good soil, this is  he who hears the word and understands it; he indeed bears fruit, and yields, in  one case a hundredfold, in another sixty, and in another thirty."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;hr style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="450"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ask your self which seed are you? Line 4 goes with line 19, Lines 4 &amp;amp; 6 the meaning is in lines 20 and 21 , Line 7 The meaning is in line 22 and lastly , Line 8 and 23 go together.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to say I am a weak person but I pray all the time that God gives me strength to  be like line 8 and 23 . And I pray every day that all my brothers and sisters are like lines 8 and 23. God Bless and read your bible every day, that's were you will find strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr3VHAq_4MA/Th3NNC-MsnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pHT0XqUuweY/s1600/Return-of-Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hr3VHAq_4MA/Th3NNC-MsnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pHT0XqUuweY/s200/Return-of-Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628880733302731378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-8809525338331286022?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/8809525338331286022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=8809525338331286022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8809525338331286022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8809525338331286022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/07/spirtual-growth.html' title='Spirtual Growth'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8v6NB1NjiNA/Th4OZo9X8QI/AAAAAAAAANk/8-mrkFvVYY4/s72-c/SpiritualGrowth.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-8990456221685420894</id><published>2011-06-25T07:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T08:40:19.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay, Warning, Warning Warning</title><content type='html'>I came across this while reading and thought I was reading about America. The land that I love .No, I knew what I was reading about. Read on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the word of the L&lt;span style="FONT-VARIANT: small-caps"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;, O  people of Israel!&lt;br /&gt;      The L&lt;span style="FONT-VARIANT: small-caps"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt; has brought charges against you,  saying:&lt;br /&gt;   “There is no faithfulness, no kindness,&lt;br /&gt;      no knowledge of  God in your land.&lt;br /&gt;You make vows  and break them;&lt;br /&gt;      you kill and steal and commit adultery.&lt;br /&gt;   There is  violence everywhere—&lt;br /&gt;      one murder after another.&lt;br /&gt;That is why your land is in mourning,&lt;br /&gt;      and  everyone is wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;   Even the wild animals, the birds of the  sky,&lt;br /&gt;      and the fish of the sea are disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is the beginning of :Hosea 4 in the bible. Read the rest here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hosea+4&amp;amp;version=NLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so much feel lost about this . There are so many people who believe in God but do not stand up to be counted. That Have allowed God to be taken out of schools, Off building, off the money and more places then I even know about. Parents that do not teach their children the commandments Or take /send them to church. In today's times its ' more like "buy them another game and they will be out of our way for a while. " No one wants to teach our children boundary's. Everyone lets and teaches the children more sin. Like  drinking, smoking,smoking pot, or telling a little white line. Tell them the truth  so they learn to tell the truth.Then we wonder what happen.Do not set the bad examples , set good ones they learn from us.Please let God know you love him , help his children to find their way. Take them to church , teach them about God and family. I remember my mom , every weekend we would just go for rides in the country and sing song. ( The Bible tells me so) ha hah or we would go to the beach. All free things Then . but it was fun and we were together listening to the stories . You learn so much from the history of your Mom and Dads.Turn this country around. I don't blame God if he is turning his back on us. We say we believe but make excuses to sin. We must change things , we must show our Love for the Lord. Write your congress men and senators and tell them you want God back in this whole country. You want the right to spank your child if needed. Use you amendment right, speak up for God. After all some one did speak up to remove God from this country. Now it is our turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-8990456221685420894?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/8990456221685420894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=8990456221685420894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8990456221685420894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8990456221685420894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/06/hay-warning-warning-warning.html' title='Hay, Warning, Warning Warning'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-6918858434572767785</id><published>2011-05-12T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:43:02.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In an E-mail I received.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhqestf5rDQ/Tcw_rfjkvtI/AAAAAAAAALw/C8WcT_easQA/s1600/God.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhqestf5rDQ/Tcw_rfjkvtI/AAAAAAAAALw/C8WcT_easQA/s320/God.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605925652607057618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;blockquote style="BORDER-LEFT: rgb(16,16,255) 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;blockquote style="BORDER-LEFT: rgb(16,16,255) 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div   style=" ;font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt; &lt;div   style=" ;font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt; &lt;div   style=" ;font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;div    style="  ;font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:10pt;color:black;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; PADDING-TOP: 0in" valign="top"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; PADDING-TOP: 0in" valign="top"&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; PADDING-TOP: 0in" valign="top"&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.75pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0.75pt; PADDING-RIGHT: 0.75pt; PADDING-TOP: 0.75pt" valign="top"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my  4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed  Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to  heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so, and she  dictated these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4200ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#033d21;"&gt;Dear  God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#033d21;"&gt;Will you please take care of my dog? She  died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that  you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will play  with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her  so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss  her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#033d21;"&gt;Love, Meredith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the letter in an envelope with a  picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return  address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope  because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to  heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A  few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I  thought He had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there  was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith'  in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers  called, 'When a Pet Dies.' Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had  written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of  Abbey &amp;amp; Meredith and this note: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4200ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meredith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4200ff;"&gt;Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the  picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4200ff;"&gt;Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is  here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since  we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your  picture in so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep  and have something to remember Abbey by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4200ff;"&gt;Thank you for the beautiful letter and  thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a  wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.  I send my blessings  every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find.  I am wherever there is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0080;"&gt;Such a loving Mother to teach her daughter about God . So many Parents don't bother. I wonder if God will will think about  them On judgement day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-6918858434572767785?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/6918858434572767785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=6918858434572767785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/6918858434572767785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/6918858434572767785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-e-mail-i-received.html' title='In an E-mail I received.'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhqestf5rDQ/Tcw_rfjkvtI/AAAAAAAAALw/C8WcT_easQA/s72-c/God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-7804611455549606419</id><published>2011-05-11T09:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:36:10.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime</title><content type='html'>I receive e-mails from &lt;a style="COLOR: #1c5584; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://clicks.aweber.com/y/ct/?l=EkIiB&amp;amp;m=IsdMBWtarU9DTZ&amp;amp;b=aaJDqeWyIq2TBDVqwCcLfA"&gt;GodVine.com&lt;/a&gt; and would like to share with one of them with you. So read on, so inspirational:&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON . . . It is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered. And now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people come into your life for a SEASON . . . Because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons; things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have understanding of this message, I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-7804611455549606419?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/7804611455549606419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=7804611455549606419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/7804611455549606419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/7804611455549606419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/05/reason-season-or-lifetime.html' title='A Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2245654585873628638</id><published>2011-05-04T07:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:07:54.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How I feel !!!!</title><content type='html'>Have a look at this beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.godvine.com/I-Can-Only-Imagine-Powerful-and-Uplifting-Music-Video-46.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;video&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, so inspiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2245654585873628638?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2245654585873628638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2245654585873628638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2245654585873628638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2245654585873628638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-i-feel.html' title='How I feel !!!!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4467881891921519159</id><published>2011-05-03T12:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:49:38.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its' That Time To Catch Up1</title><content type='html'>Well, Well, Well it looks to me That we need to keep an eye on our Senate and Congressmen. So I am going to post a web site that tells who votes for or against a policy. For instance The Coalition for Medicare Choices: The address to Vote Tracker is www.medicarechoices.org See how your politician did.&lt;br /&gt;Copy and paste if need be. The new health care reform law includes cuts to Medicare Advantage (MA) that will have a significant impact on millions of seniors who currently depend on this coverage option. These cuts are the largest the program has ever seen: more than $200 billion in cuts. The reduction in funding may lead to higher premiums and limit the choices and benefits that seniors currently rely on through their MA plans. Is this fair? Not only do they NOT get a raise for the last two years, but now this. It up sets me very much many of these people fought in wars and their wives took care of their children and worked to pay their keep and taxes while their husbands were away at war. These people paid tax after tax. Why expect them to have to pay for all the damages done today? Go after big companies that went over seas. Go after the oil companies STOP Their Tax Breaks. American government does not seem to care about the elderly it's like lets kill them off this way we won't have to pay them at all. I don't see The Senate or the house taking a cut in pay or giveing up some of their perks. Come get real. I only wish I could get someones else opinion on this matter be no one will read it so I am off again Later maybe happer  time. God Bless and have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4467881891921519159?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4467881891921519159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4467881891921519159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4467881891921519159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4467881891921519159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-that-time-to-catch-up1.html' title='Its&apos; That Time To Catch Up1'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2321385812850413776</id><published>2011-04-18T07:46:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:19:26.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Todays Times</title><content type='html'>A Few Tips are needed. What can I say. Plenty! Listen we all must do what we must so here are a few tips , find some others who work in your area and share your ride it is easier for four people to pay to fill the tank then one. With the prices of gas please carpool.Take turns. One tank it is my turn the next Barb's turn the next tank Tim's. But not only with work plan your trips with your neighbors for shopping or any other trips you make. These are examples. Also water must be spared, When brushing your teeth don't let the water run down the drain , turn the water on and off as you need it . I knew one girl who filled a glass of water and brushed with it , sticking her tooth brush in and out of the glass of water and when showering get in wash well and get out . I know it feels so good to just stand there but again in today's times every dime saved is a dime to be spent on gas. Another way to save energy is to turn off the lights if they are not needed. Use the new bulbs I can't tell you how much money I have saved by doing these few things. I hope this helps to bring down some of the worries out there. We can take our old clothing and make blankets out of them. Please times are hard. I know ! Help each other and love as Jesus has taught us to do. Watch the middle east as the Lord is working his miracles. There will be plenty.God bless and be ready for the Lord. Make your peace with God except Jesus Christ as your savior. Please if anyone reads this and wants to share a savig tip I would love to hear them. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2321385812850413776?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2321385812850413776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2321385812850413776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2321385812850413776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2321385812850413776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-todays-times.html' title='In Todays Times'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-9124885687870124786</id><published>2011-03-19T14:19:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T14:52:47.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back !</title><content type='html'>OK then, I am here and in a better mood then I was in the last blog, it is just some things really get me down. With the help of the Lord I don't stay down though, and I am up and running.&lt;br /&gt;Every one here is doing OK. I am back to myself. I am looking forward to spring my best time of year. I went to the doctors last week and had some blood work done. I have been in a lot of pain lately, probably like a lot of you. My Doctor recommended the blood work. She said we need to check my blood levels. I suggest some of you who are suffering do so. Just like she said my vitamin D is very low. I didn't think they (pain and vitamin D) were related. So she now has me on 2000 mg. Of vitamin D and she also added 2000 mg. of fish oil for my cholesterol. It is just a little high and at the age of 60 soon to be 61, I should take it so I may be able to say away from cholesterol pills. Hopefully it will do the trick . My Doctor tries to stay away from drugs and will check it out in three months to see if it is working. I Just thought I would share that bit with you. Who knows may be it will help one or two of you. &lt;br /&gt;I also have some animals they are Gokoo my dog, excuse the eyes we were playing around .Jack is my cat born under my bed, and Laurel and Hardy the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzIRWfqLHO8/TYT3JkIxGZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SDKIW7woJfw/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzIRWfqLHO8/TYT3JkIxGZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SDKIW7woJfw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585861181537589650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Od0SJ2mH0b0/TYT3g97zX5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/FPg-DJf7r-Y/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Od0SJ2mH0b0/TYT3g97zX5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/FPg-DJf7r-Y/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585861583599525778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDIo21RNPA/TYT3aD_E6AI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zdPz8VXg1wg/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDIo21RNPA/TYT3aD_E6AI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zdPz8VXg1wg/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585861464964786178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe you me , They are the best cure for any thing that ails you. They make you laugh all the time. Give so much love and ask nothing in return.&lt;br /&gt;I am rambling on a little today Oh well God be with you all and Keep your faith up and Pray for all bye till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-9124885687870124786?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/9124885687870124786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=9124885687870124786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/9124885687870124786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/9124885687870124786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-back_19.html' title='I&apos;m Back !'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzIRWfqLHO8/TYT3JkIxGZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SDKIW7woJfw/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3640960343056467206</id><published>2011-03-16T09:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:39:53.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UP DATES</title><content type='html'>Just a little up date on Father Ned, he is doing better, in rehab for a while but getting better everyday . He can't wait till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;All our prays need to be said to help Japan right now. I can't imagine what I would do in that same scenario. God Please Help all Of Japan's people recover from that disaster.&lt;br /&gt;All here in Lodi are fine I hope. As every where no jobs , no money and at the risk of sounding bleak No future . Not as I would love to see happen . I was born in the Fifty's. My years seem to be happy one's until Vietnam. It seems to me that,that war brought a lot of misery,Drugs and bad news . It also seems to me it will never end! Every where you look drugs and more drugs. Which lead to robbery , muggings and murder. I don't think I will write any more today . Sorry, I will write again later on. Can you feel my hurt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3640960343056467206?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3640960343056467206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3640960343056467206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3640960343056467206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3640960343056467206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/03/up-dates.html' title='UP DATES'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3873583387027249041</id><published>2011-03-08T09:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:14:51.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About Father Ned and his Fall</title><content type='html'>Father Ned is a wonderful Man such Patience's . I went to church on and off again all my life when I was thirty I started much more often Tried to get my husband to go with me but he would only go on Christmas and other holidays. But before he died he was baptized and came to the Lord and I thank God and his glory for that.But getting to Father Ned, We have had such terrible rain this past week and with all the snow the river was raging. Behind our church a bridge was built so people could cross and or fish . Father Ned, Father Ron and the maintenance man went out to check the bridge (to assure its safety) and low and behold Father Ned some how went head first over the bridge. twenty five feet , well the maintenance man not being a young man either jumped in to help Father Ned God Blesss him. He held Father Ned's head high so he wouldn't drown. The other Priest ran and called 911 The Fire department rescued them . It took 45 minutes in that cold freezing water.Father Ned suffered two breaks in his leg, one of witch was compound and a broken wrist cuts and abrasons and a big bad chill. The maintence man was a little banged up and freezing but other wise ok. Just has to watch for a cold.  My thanks to The maintenance man and Father Ron for their parts in helping our beloved priest. A big thank you to the Fire department for the rescue. Please Pray for them all to heal. Thank you for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little about Father Ned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XS_OgkrZu64/TXZGLtfv2VI/AAAAAAAAAJc/seQ2YYFtv4A/s1600/Fr_%252520Ned%2525201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XS_OgkrZu64/TXZGLtfv2VI/AAAAAAAAAJc/seQ2YYFtv4A/s320/Fr_%252520Ned%2525201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581725955177568594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Ned was ordained May 31, 1969. His first assignment was as Associate Pastor of St. Charles Parish in Parma, Ohio. In June of 1974 he was assigned to studies in Rome. He obtained his doctorate in Canon Law in June 1977. His doctoral dissertation was entitled: “Alcoholism and Marriage: An Inquiry Into the Effect of Alcoholism on Matrimonial Consent.” Father Ned served in diocesan administration from 1977 to 1986. During those years he served as Chancellor, Secretary for Clergy and Religious, and Delegate for the Clergy. He was appointed pastor of St. Leo the Great Parish in Cleveland, Ohio in January 1986 and served there until July 1997 when he was assigned as Member of the Pastoral Team at Our Lady Help of Christians Parish, Litchfield, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Ned was raised in Rocky River, Ohio as the oldest of 7 children. He was educated at St. Christopher Elementary School, Rocky River High School (1960), John Carroll University and Borromeo College (1965), St. Mary Seminary (1969), and the Pontifical Lateran University – Rome, Italy (1977).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Ned has found his 12 years of ministry at OLHC to be very fulfilling and rewarding. OLHC could be considered as the original cluster of the diocese. The Team shares authority as it cooperates and collaborates in meeting the pastoral needs of the parishioner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3873583387027249041?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3873583387027249041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3873583387027249041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3873583387027249041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3873583387027249041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/03/about-father-ned-and-his-fall.html' title='About Father Ned and his Fall'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XS_OgkrZu64/TXZGLtfv2VI/AAAAAAAAAJc/seQ2YYFtv4A/s72-c/Fr_%252520Ned%2525201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4617410941551563141</id><published>2011-02-15T11:26:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:04:45.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time all people stood up for thier rights.</title><content type='html'>OK let us talk,one sided I am afraid . I am proud of all people that try to work with their Governments of that region where ever it is. If you don't like what is being done a peaceful Demonstration should be done without fear.I give Egypt's people a lot of credit. I do pray they are doing it for the right reasons. Iraq, and all over the middle east needs to have peace, that goes for every where. War is a sign Of last resorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtqmqOIbFqU/TWfErQhamVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Zu32yDGBU8/s1600/USA-Flag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtqmqOIbFqU/TWfErQhamVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Zu32yDGBU8/s320/USA-Flag1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577642910970190162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a USA citizen. I write my letters to the gov. As I see fit. I do not go out and start torching people to get my way nor do I shoot anyone. Right now I am a little up set about our Gov. and the cuts to Medicare and S.S.. There are so many ways to get the deficit reduced. Like I didn't know you could collect your spouses S.S. while they were alive. and personally I don't think it is right. But I wrote about that be for. Also there are so many people cheating welfare , S.S. and Unemployment. People need jobs so hire some or use some of the people laid off to catch these cheaters. But stop taking away from the working stiffs.How about the Senate and congress stop riding plans first class, or paying for their own lunches ( no more tax write offs) If you break the law no retirement package. Like Mary Rose Okar gets. That's Bull, its like getting a reward for Miss- using tax payers money. No No can't do that. We would rather complain about S.S. because the Gov. borrowed all the monies out and can't pay it back. So lets just take more away from the middle class. Wow what a mess we got ourselves into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLWdUy8nq0s/TWfErpeadhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Kj2AIYW8OqM/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLWdUy8nq0s/TWfErpeadhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Kj2AIYW8OqM/s320/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577642917668484626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I would love to see this country become great again like it was. We need to learn we are not God we are Gods sheep. We need to get our own states in order and stop bailing everyone else out of trouble . Worry about this country Let Others take care of them selfs. If they can't stand up for them self then they must not want to be free. Robin Williams said it best:YOU HAVE TO LOVE HIM...A MUST READ...!&lt;br /&gt;HE MADE THIS SPEECH IN NEW YORK . &lt;br /&gt;                                  The Plan !&lt;br /&gt;Robin Williams, wearing a shirt that says "I love New York " in Arabic.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love Robin Williams........Even if he's nuts! Leave it to Robin Williams to come up with the perfect plan. What we need now is for our UN Ambassador to stand up and repeat this message.&lt;br /&gt;Robin Williams' plan...(Hard to argue with this logic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I see a lot of people yelling for peace but I have not heard of a plan for peace. So, here's one plan.' &lt;br /&gt;1) 'The US, UK , CANADA and AUSTRALIA will apologize to the world for our 'interference' in their affairs, past &amp; present. You know, Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin, Tojo, Noriega, Milosevic, Hussein, and the rest of those 'good 'ole' boys', we will never 'interfere' again.&lt;br /&gt;2) We will withdraw our troops from all over the world, starting with Germany, South Korea , the Middle East, and the Philippines . They don't want us there. We would station troops at our borders. No one allowed sneaking through holes in the fence.&lt;br /&gt;3) All illegal aliens have 90 days to get their affairs together and leave.We'll give them a free trip home. After 90 days the remainder will be gathered up and deported immediately, regardless of whom or where they are from. They're illegal!!! France will welcome them.(?)&lt;br /&gt;4) All future visitors will be thoroughly checked and limited to 90 days unless given a special permit!!!! No one from a terrorist nation will be allowed in. If you don't like it there, change it yourself and don't hide here. Asylum would never be available to anyone. We don't need any more cab drivers or 7-11 cashiers.&lt;br /&gt;5) No foreign 'students' over age 21. The older ones are the bombers. If they don't attend classes, they get a 'D' and it's back home baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The US, UK , CANADA and AUSTRALIA will make a strong effort to become self-sufficient energy wise. This will include developing nonpolluting sources of energy but will require a temporary drilling of oil in the Al askan wilderness. The caribou will have to cope for a while.&lt;br /&gt;7) Offer Saudi Arabia and other oil producing countries $10 a barrel for their oil. If they don't like it, we go someplace else. They can go somewhere else to sell their production. (About a week of the wells filling up the storage sites would be enough.) &lt;br /&gt;8) If there is a famine or other natural catastrophe in the world, we will not 'interfere.'They can pray to Allah or whomever, for seeds, rain, cement or whatever they need. Besides most of what we give them is stolen or given to the army. The people who need it most get very little, if anything.&lt;br /&gt;9) Ship the UN Headquarters to an isolated island someplace. We don't need the spies and fair weather friends here. Besides, the building would make a good homeless shelter or lockup for illegal aliens.&lt;br /&gt;10) All Americans must go to charm and beauty school. That way, no one can call us 'Ugly Americans' any longer. The Language we speak is ENGLISH...learn it...or LEAVE. Now, isn't that a winner of a plan? &lt;br /&gt;'The Statue of Liberty is no longer saying 'Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses.' She's got a baseball bat and she's yelling, 'you want a piece of me?' ' &lt;br /&gt;If you agree with the above, copy and paste it to an e-mail or two and send it to your friend, senators and congress heck maybe even the president.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4617410941551563141?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4617410941551563141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4617410941551563141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4617410941551563141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4617410941551563141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-time-all-people-stood-up-for-thier.html' title='Its time all people stood up for thier rights.'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtqmqOIbFqU/TWfErQhamVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0Zu32yDGBU8/s72-c/USA-Flag1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-185739453917540693</id><published>2011-01-19T11:29:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:34:23.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its A Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Today I am letting my anger show . I will make it short , since I only have one comment ever. I hate the fact that the middle class and the poor don't vote as often as they should. GET UP OFF YOUR BUTTS and cast a vote. The rich get out and vote at every chance. That is why the changes Obama Has made are going to be reversed. The rich and some of the middle class voted in the last election and changed things. But for the worse. People need to stand up and be accounted for . Tell The senate and congress that if they wish to fly first class the money needs to come out of their own pockets and their lunches also. When I worked I didn't get paid to drive to work or to have my lunch paid by my employer, nor to party with the boy after a session. Damn it we must raise taxes in order to get this Country back on track and if the companies went over seas to make more money they need to be taxed higher. As for the unemployment rate, it's a toss up. There are jobs for those who want to work. But like my daughters ex., collecting unemployment is like a job in its self. He feels he is owed this money so he is going to relax and enjoy it then asked for a reduction in his child support can't even get the kid a hair cut but has a wide screen T.v. and 3  cars. That's bull. How many more are like him? I myself collect S.S. disability. I wish I coulk stand and work.They are taking everything away from us and no cost of living raises. (except those like rent interest and food costs.) I wish I could go and get a full time job. I need to try other thing because our generation is ending and when it does where will we be? OK I feel better I just needed to let some steam off. Take care of this Country it will be good to you.I am tired of listening to all the gripes how people want to move to Canada or the UK , Well go! You will be back and with a better attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-185739453917540693?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/185739453917540693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=185739453917540693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/185739453917540693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/185739453917540693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-bad-day.html' title='Its A Bad Day'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-5207529742586859244</id><published>2011-01-13T10:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:11:46.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW 2011 Again Wow!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello World, Think this year will be any different? I don't , I believe people will be out for number one as usual. But if it weren't for them we would not know the earth angels who do for others naturally. God Bless he who watches out for his neighbor. I believe we will all need to watch out for one another all the time. Things are going to get worse before they get better. This year on a personal note I need to lose weight and I am going to do it, if anyone from Lodi want to join me come on lets do it the more the merrier. I have a neighbor we Will call her Marge, She is going to be 84 years young . I try to do little things for her and all she wants to do is give me money for everything. Why are people like that? Have times changed so much that we can't do things for someone without being paid? Again I could use the money but I want her to know that she is loved and not everyone wants the little bit of money she has. When my mom was alive she use to do the same thing I would take her to the store and do her shopping and she would want to give me money for driving her or her neighbor would cut her grass and she gave her money. Not all people are like that some people like to help others. My era was pretty good now days most people do things to get paid, they sit back and collect unemployment for ever and they collect welfare and work under the table. They rob the elderly,scam them so many child molesters are on the loose. I really pray GOD comes back soon. This old world is so cold.Oh well I need to say one more thing, Some of you know Kelly from vintage life style her husband 's mother passed on. To you and your family I know the loss is great but she is happy now and you will see her again . I am so sorry for you loss. As for the rest of us all preachers are saying the time are right for the Lord to come back , all Prophecy has been fulfilled . I do pray for all in hopes you found Jesus and are saved.If you want to read more of Jesus go to http://www.ichristianlife.com/site/PageServer?pagename=GMO_Home_Page , God Bless until next time .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-5207529742586859244?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/5207529742586859244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=5207529742586859244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5207529742586859244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5207529742586859244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2011/01/wow-2011-again-wow.html' title='WOW 2011 Again Wow!!!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2434637412894438918</id><published>2010-12-22T06:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T06:55:03.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WISHING YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>As I sit here I wonder and am hurt by the few people that do not believe in GOD. That decided to remove God from America and other country's. That use the Name of God to fight wars. To only mention God when it serves them. So I being a person that is guilty of some of the things that I mentioned , am asking for you to spread this message and maybe we can bring God back to America and other country’s. Stand up and write to your governor &amp;amp; your senators , for them to bring God back in our lives. The constitution was written for us too. Lets stop this madness. God has given us such a fertile land and much peace in this country. Lets thank Him (God)for it. Believe in God and may His peace be with you always. In Jesus’s name I pray you hear me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2434637412894438918?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2434637412894438918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2434637412894438918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2434637412894438918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2434637412894438918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/12/wishing-you-very-merry-christmas.html' title='WISHING YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3390418111211058295</id><published>2010-12-03T09:47:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:28:18.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Grandson, Aron</title><content type='html'>Hi, I am writing to let you know about autism. There are  researchers who can use a lot of help. They are trying to find a cure or something to help these children . If you can help them give to https://secure.autismspeaks.org/page/contribute/donate278 . Please it is a great cause. You can also learn about Autism from http://www.autismspeaks.org/ please I know times are hard for all of us but if you can give please do. &lt;br /&gt;Now to tell you about Aron ; he is 5 Years old blond hair and blue eyes , he is the sleepy head on the bottom of this page. He brings so much joy to his mom and me,  as well as his big brothers. He can make you laugh in a heart beat. But, he can also make you cry just as fast. If we go to a store and something is said the wrong way he has a fit. Like I sometimes call him sweetpea and he turns and says "my name not sweetpea its Aron" If I don't change it to Aron he could get angry fast. Everyone looks at you like he is a spoiled child or you did something to him. Don't people understand some kids have autism they can't help themselves? My daughter is a saint she has him 24/7 I do try to take him 1 day a week sometimes Friday night sometimes on Saturday and any other time I can help. But he is so strong for me. I really worry for him and his mom she is so small herself, and Aron hits like a man.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong , most times he is wonderful but you never know what is going to set him off. So if you are out and about this Christmas season shopping and some kids is throwing a fit don't judge maybe he or she is Autistic and be patient. A wonderful Holiday to all and Thanks for listening. We are all Gods children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3390418111211058295?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3390418111211058295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3390418111211058295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3390418111211058295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3390418111211058295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-grandson-aron.html' title='MY Grandson, Aron'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-258634721114665861</id><published>2010-09-20T09:18:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:48:53.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh God is your time here?</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up and saw on the news where a father is accused of killing his three children . It seems so many Mom's and dad's are doing this. I am sorry but it sickens me. Then I think it is the Lords way of bringing the innocent home. I read a book where a little girl was abducted and The Lord told the father she didn't know what was happening to her , because He (Jesus) was holding her and shielding her from these things. I can only pray. If anyone ever reads this thing the book is called The SHACK. &lt;br /&gt;When I was young I would look up at the sky and see thousands of stars. I now live in the country and I see so very few stars. Our kids don't listen, They Rather play video games that teach killing and war.The President of the U.S. says and treats Israel so wrong. Why can't people just be nice to one another.The Bible predicts so much of what is going on today. Take a read. I am so serious. I am waiting for the two witnesses to come.Revelation !!!!! yes Revelations six through ten. Tells of the seven horse men but everyone should read all of Revelations. So when they see these things, They too will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The seven angels, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The first angel blew his trumpet, and hail and fire mixed with blood were thrown down on the earth. One-third of the earth was set on fire, one-third of the trees were burned, and all the green grass was burned.  (Whats happening now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then the second angel blew his trumpet, and a great mountain of fire was thrown into the sea. One-third of the water in the sea became blood,  one-third of all things living in the sea died, and one-third of all the ships on the sea were destroyed. ( all the tidal waves and earth quakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then the third angel blew his trumpet, and a great star fell from the sky, burning like a torch. It fell on one-third of the rivers and on the springs of water.  The name of the star was Bitterness.[b] It made one-third of the water bitter, and many people died from drinking the bitter water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then the fourth angel blew his trumpet, and one-third of the sun was struck, and one-third of the moon, and one-third of the stars, and they became dark. And one-third of the day was dark, and also one-third of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then I looked, and I heard a single eagle crying loudly as it flew through the air, “Terror, terror, terror to all who belong to this world because of what will happen when the last three angels blow their trumpets.”&lt;br /&gt;( This may not be the time but for me it sure feels right.) &lt;br /&gt;         People worry about such petty things. Read revelations and then worry . Live life to its fullest and give glory to GOD and The Lamb Christ. God Bless and treat others with kindness. If in doubt WWJD?  (What Would JESUS Do?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-258634721114665861?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/258634721114665861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=258634721114665861&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/258634721114665861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/258634721114665861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-god-is-your-time-here.html' title='Oh God is your time here?'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-7108827605918002283</id><published>2010-05-09T07:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:22:16.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here we are again, Mothers day . At least here in the States. I just want to say "HAPPY MOTHERS DAY to all of you mothers who watch over Gods small ones", I'd say children but we are all Gods children. And a happy mothers day to my mom who is gone from this world into the next. She Has been gone since 2001 , I still feel like it was yesterday. I love you mom. I miss your advice and your fudge&lt;br /&gt;you are the best. I thank God He gave you to me. I wish I could have been as great a mother as you. You never disabled your children, no, not one of us, Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;To all you moms out there God bless you with patience's,understanding and words of wisdom. Stand firm in your groundings ,keep your word to them. They learn from you. Be sure to enable them , give them room to grow ,make their own mistakes and feel the consequences, and then show them the way.Love them no matter what. Through God all is possible ask Him to show you what you need to know and trust Him. Have a great day. Bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-7108827605918002283?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/7108827605918002283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=7108827605918002283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/7108827605918002283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/7108827605918002283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day!!!!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-5711632443304928067</id><published>2010-04-18T11:15:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:27:07.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays- Words of faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S8sjfzYSJOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pU2acAM8WiU/s1600/thumbnailCA2XRRLT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S8sjfzYSJOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pU2acAM8WiU/s320/thumbnailCA2XRRLT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461498002391835874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written in a long time. I am not going to write today either. I am copy and pasting a part of the Bible today to share because it made me so happy and at peace with the Lord . I hope it does the same for you . Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 18 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 18&lt;br /&gt;The Justice of a Righteous God&lt;br /&gt; 1 Then another message came to me from the Lord: 2 “Why do you quote this proverb concerning the land of Israel: ‘The parents have eaten sour grapes, but their children’s mouths pucker at the taste’? 3 As surely as I live, says the Sovereign Lord, you will not quote this proverb anymore in Israel. 4 For all people are mine to judge—both parents and children alike. And this is my rule: The person who sins is the one who will die.&lt;br /&gt; 5 “Suppose a certain man is righteous and does what is just and right. 6 He does not feast in the mountains before Israel’s idols[a] or worship them. He does not commit adultery or have intercourse with a woman during her menstrual period. 7 He is a merciful creditor, not keeping the items given as security by poor debtors. He does not rob the poor but instead gives food to the hungry and provides clothes for the needy. 8 He grants loans without interest, stays away from injustice, is honest and fair when judging others, 9 and faithfully obeys my decrees and regulations. Anyone who does these things is just and will surely live, says the Sovereign Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 “But suppose that man has a son who grows up to be a robber or murderer and refuses to do what is right. 11 And that son does all the evil things his father would never do—he worships idols on the mountains, commits adultery, 12 oppresses the poor and helpless, steals from debtors by refusing to let them redeem their security, worships idols, commits detestable sins, 13 and lends money at excessive interest. Should such a sinful person live? No! He must die and must take full blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14 “But suppose that sinful son, in turn, has a son who sees his father’s wickedness and decides against that kind of life. 15 This son refuses to worship idols on the mountains and does not commit adultery. 16 He does not exploit the poor, but instead is fair to debtors and does not rob them. He gives food to the hungry and provides clothes for the needy. 17 He helps the poor, does not lend money at interest, and obeys all my regulations and decrees. Such a person will not die because of his father’s sins; he will surely live. 18 But the father will die for his many sins—for being cruel, robbing people, and doing what was clearly wrong among his people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 19 “‘What?’ you ask. ‘Doesn’t the child pay for the parent’s sins?’ No! For if the child does what is just and right and keeps my decrees, that child will surely live. 20 The person who sins is the one who will die. The child will not be punished for the parent’s sins, and the parent will not be punished for the child’s sins. Righteous people will be rewarded for their own righteous behavior, and wicked people will be punished for their own wickedness. 21 But if wicked people turn away from all their sins and begin to obey my decrees and do what is just and right, they will surely live and not die. 22 All their past sins will be forgotten, and they will live because of the righteous things they have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 23 “Do you think that I like to see wicked people die? says the Sovereign Lord. Of course not! I want them to turn from their wicked ways and live. 24 However, if righteous people turn from their righteous behavior and start doing sinful things and act like other sinners, should they be allowed to live? No, of course not! All their righteous acts will be forgotten, and they will die for their sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 25 “Yet you say, ‘The Lord isn’t doing what’s right!’ Listen to me, O people of Israel. Am I the one not doing what’s right, or is it you? 26 When righteous people turn from their righteous behavior and start doing sinful things, they will die for it. Yes, they will die because of their sinful deeds. 27 And if wicked people turn from their wickedness, obey the law, and do what is just and right, they will save their lives. 28 They will live because they thought it over and decided to turn from their sins. Such people will not die. 29 And yet the people of Israel keep saying, ‘The Lord isn’t doing what’s right!’ O people of Israel, it is you who are not doing what’s right, not I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 30 “Therefore, I will judge each of you, O people of Israel, according to your actions, says the Sovereign Lord. Repent, and turn from your sins. Don’t let them destroy you! 31 Put all your rebellion behind you, and find yourselves a new heart and a new spirit. For why should you die, O people of Israel? 32 I don’t want you to die, says the Sovereign Lord. Turn back and live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S8sj0MbugeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GtTIY8pJ19I/s1600/Picture+328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S8sj0MbugeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GtTIY8pJ19I/s320/Picture+328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461498352714547682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Loves us so much He gave His Son for our sins Believe in Him and confess with your mouth and be saved. In Jesus name I pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-5711632443304928067?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/5711632443304928067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=5711632443304928067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5711632443304928067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5711632443304928067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-havent-written-in-long-time.html' title='Sundays- Words of faith'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S8sjfzYSJOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pU2acAM8WiU/s72-c/thumbnailCA2XRRLT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-6807781359004994035</id><published>2010-03-03T09:09:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:36:32.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Just to talk to myself</title><content type='html'>Spring is about to make an appearance again. I wonder what this year will bring. I am looking forward to a warm and early spring.There is so many things I want to do. I need to clean up the outside, you know tidy up and spray weeds stuff like that . Then finish the painting I started last year, the walls this year, the dreaded walls. And I am going to get rid of all the junk I have collected over the last ten years. Of coarse I will have to yard sale some more and get new junk.&lt;br /&gt;You know was much as I love summer? It's funny because I get to hate the heat as well as I love the snow when it begins to fall and as time goes bye I want the summer heat back. If only we had spring weather and fall for five months each and winter and summer one month each. I think I would be happy. hehehehhe! I need to find something to do, a hobby,I think. Wonder what I would like to do. Maybe I will look into that. Any suggestions let me know? Well this is short and bitter sweet. Wanted you to know I was still around. Still need a new camera. God Bless and bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more thing , Yesterday I was over at the cematry and as I pulled in I saw the most beauitful site, A crab apple tree full oh robins about twenty of the. I tried to get pictures of them but as you know my camera is messed up only works when there is not a good picture to take.I will get it fixed or get a new one soon. But a site like that in Ohio in Early March WOW!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-6807781359004994035?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/6807781359004994035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=6807781359004994035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/6807781359004994035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/6807781359004994035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-just-to-talk-to-myself.html' title='Well, Just to talk to myself'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-74845943774292396</id><published>2010-02-14T21:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:07:48.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Warning to all our friends and family!</title><content type='html'>My Name is Meth&lt;br /&gt;Written Thursday November 17, 2005 &lt;br /&gt;This poem appears on the Seventh Native American Generation (SNAG) website, a magazine for and by Native youth. &lt;br /&gt;SNAG Magazine: http://www.snagmagazine.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem was written by a young Indian girl while she was in jail on drug charges. The young woman was addicted to meth. She fully grasped the horrors of the drug while she wrote this simple, profound poem. &lt;br /&gt;The girl was released from jail, but true to her story, meth owned her. She was found dead shortly after. The needle was still in her arm -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                My Name is Meth&lt;br /&gt;I destroy homes, I tear families apart,&lt;br /&gt;I take your children, and that's just the start.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,&lt;br /&gt;The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need me, remember I'm easily found,&lt;br /&gt;I live all around you -&lt;br /&gt;in schools and in town&lt;br /&gt;I live with the rich, I live with the poor,&lt;br /&gt;I live down the street, and maybe next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,&lt;br /&gt;I can be made under the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;In your child's closet, and even in the woods,&lt;br /&gt;If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many names, but there's one you know best,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal meth.&lt;br /&gt;My power is awesome, try me you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;But if you do, you may never break free.&lt;br /&gt;Just try me once and I might let you go,&lt;br /&gt;But try me twice, and I'll own your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie,&lt;br /&gt;You do what you have to -- just to get high.&lt;br /&gt;The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms&lt;br /&gt;Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;You'll lie to your mother, you'll steal from your dad,&lt;br /&gt;When you see their tears, you should feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,&lt;br /&gt;I turn people from God, and separate friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you always -- right by your side.&lt;br /&gt;You'll give up everything - your family, your home,&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.&lt;br /&gt;If you try me be warned - this is no game,&lt;br /&gt;If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.&lt;br /&gt;I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind,&lt;br /&gt;I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed,&lt;br /&gt;The voices you'll hear, from inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;That you are mine, and we shall not part.&lt;br /&gt;You'll regret that you tried me, they always do,&lt;br /&gt;But you came to me, not I to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew this would happen, many times you were told,&lt;br /&gt;But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.&lt;br /&gt;You could have said no, and just walked away,&lt;br /&gt;If you could live that day over, now what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your master, you will be my slave,&lt;br /&gt;I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have met me, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;I can bring you more misery than words can tell,&lt;br /&gt;Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so tragic, Let everyone you know read about it so maybe they will not do it!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-74845943774292396?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/74845943774292396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=74845943774292396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/74845943774292396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/74845943774292396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/02/warning-to-all-our-friends-and-family.html' title='A Warning to all our friends and family!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3809169815741461209</id><published>2010-02-10T18:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:34:30.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow,Snow go away</title><content type='html'>Hi ,&lt;br /&gt;Things here in Lodi are so snowy. We must have a foot of snow. We were suppose to get this major snow storm today but thank the Lord we were spared. Saturday I went and decided to go and shovel the drive way, well, I ended up in the hospital. Yes me the strong one. The one who can do it all myself. Hahahaha!!!!When My grandson saw me he came over to help me. Again thank God , He noticed I was not acting right and went and got his mom by then I was in a chair and I guess she took me to the hospital. I really don't remember much . I guess it was a TIA. Not really sure about that either. But I now feel better. B/P's a little high but I guess I lucked out. Just having the Lord by my side helped. He sent Thomas over who is 12. So I want to warn everyone snow can put a lot of pressure on your body and head. Please take measures to be safe and if you are older let it melt. Pay a kid or just don't go out. We are do for more snow Sunday and Monday I hope that passes too.&lt;br /&gt;This is a crazy time we live in. but it is our time . Just be safe the winter will end soon I hope. I could never of made it in the ice age. I am a freeze baby. Funny but come August I will be complaining about the heat. But what I would give for some of that right now. Till the next time be safe and remember to say your prays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3809169815741461209?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3809169815741461209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3809169815741461209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3809169815741461209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3809169815741461209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowsnow-go-away.html' title='Snow,Snow go away'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3208685733660276618</id><published>2010-01-14T14:22:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:30:30.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New year has begun!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes the New year is here and I hope every one's Christmas and New year day was G-R-E-A-T. Mine was. I haven't written in a long time. I finished my painting of the ceilings and guess what ,Yes you got it, I got a leak in the front bedroom roof so now I have a water stain, which I will fix come spring. No more painting for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1DgVsY6t-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/-ee89TKfQVk/s1600-h/IM001039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1DgVsY6t-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/-ee89TKfQVk/s320/IM001039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427084214278993890" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Ohio and as you know it is cold here not as cold as Montana but cold. This year we received a freezing wind like everyone else and snow everyday except yesterday and today since 1-1-2010. The temp is above freezing, finally. Its' suppose to go in the 40's, what a heat wave. I love the snow but I will be glad when it goes. My favorite seasons are spring and fall, forget the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1FAW7LWMII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ndw4JpPdlKY/s1600-h/IM001041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1FAW7LWMII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ndw4JpPdlKY/s320/IM001041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427189788544741506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, like everyone else I want to show you my Christmas tree.  It is a little one . No sense in using a big tree, there is only me. If it weren't for the grand kids I wouldn't even put one up. I love birds and as you can see there are a few birds nests in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1DicrV4l-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/ya1Anziv6Ko/s1600-h/IM001040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1DicrV4l-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/ya1Anziv6Ko/s320/IM001040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427086533280176098" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play rummy with my friend across the street all the time . One day I said to her " I have to make some candy cane mice for my grandson's class for Christmas, would you like to help?" and her reply was "OK I will try." (She is 83 years young) She was so happy to do something other than play cards. So I will put a picture of that up just so you can see what I am talking about. They are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S092U999xCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gRfEGlFcw4M/s1600-h/Picture+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S092U999xCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gRfEGlFcw4M/s320/Picture+26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426686178608661538" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my time since New Years has been spent packing away all the Christmas stuff; glad to get the house back in order. Maybe I'll be able to post more often. To end this blog I pray for all the people in Haiti , It was such a travisty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3208685733660276618?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3208685733660276618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3208685733660276618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3208685733660276618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3208685733660276618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-has-begone.html' title='The New year has begun!!!!!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/S1DgVsY6t-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/-ee89TKfQVk/s72-c/IM001039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4078060739687503900</id><published>2009-11-20T14:08:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:45:01.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's done</title><content type='html'>Well, I have finally finished painting my ceilings except for the back hall and over my shower. I also finished the wishing well if front of my house. That's 3 bedrooms,two baths the kitchen and living room and a long hallway, might I add. I can't post any pic's because my camera is down and I am going to have it checked out, to see what is wrong with it. I will take the picture and it is OK , but when I load it to the computer The pictures are messed up. So I am taking it to the camera shop tomorrow. The ceilings look GREAT, and I am so proud of my self. If my late husband were alive he would have beamed with joy. He always said I stink at painting. This time he would have to say "nice job!"&lt;br /&gt;My eldest grandson has moved out of his mum and dad's house and got his own place with a friend. My daughter is feeling a little blue. But she will get over it soon enough. Having am extra bedroom in the house comes in handy. I think her husband wants it though. My other daughter and her two boys are a bundle of joy. I keep telling her to enjoy them now. No one knows what tomorrow will bring. Oh and I must not forget my beautiful Georgia, I love her so much. She is smart as a wipe and talented also. She helps her mummy and daddy. too. I am proud of all their report cards and what the teachers have to say. To them "thank you".&lt;br /&gt;My next job will be to make about 5 mice for The Christmas party at school. Christmas is such a wonderful holiday. How I wish Kelly ,Paul and the kids could be here. I miss them. Thanksgiving is next week. So a very blessed Turkey day to all . Don't eat to much turkey or you might miss the whole day napping. God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4078060739687503900?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4078060739687503900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4078060739687503900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4078060739687503900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4078060739687503900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-done.html' title='It&apos;s done'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-922927484176756589</id><published>2009-09-30T10:48:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:30:26.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Things Are Looking Up!</title><content type='html'>Hi, Things are looking up . Since the last time I logged in. I have accomplished a lot. I still didn't get my camera fixed so I haven't any pictures. But, I am here to tell you what I've done. As you remember I said I wanted to paint the wishing well in front of the house and I did! It turned out great . I love the color. It is a very soft green. I will get pic as soon as possible I promise. Also I have been painting my ceilings. I live in a 3 bedroom mobile home. With my back , hips,knees and fibromyalgia , it was quite an accomplishment.I started some time ago but I got the first bedroom done in a day, rested three days and did the bathroom in the front of the house. I rested three days again. I am serious it takes that long to get enough strength to go on. I do not feel sorry for myself either. God helps me through every day. Anyway I did the second bedroom , then the liven room and long hallway which was a bummer. I hurt so bad. My youngest daughter came over and made me stop and she took over. God bless her. It took me a long time to recover from that day. But I am back to painting. Yesterday I started the back bathroom , which is my bathroom. Did I mention I have 3 skylights. Ha ha! They are fun to paint. In a mobile home the wood that goes around the bottom of the window, will come right off. Well yours truly didn't know that and almost broke her neck when I grabbed on to it so I wouldn't fall. As luck has it, I didn't. Today I will take a day off. But tomorrow I will start the last bedroom and maybe the back hall. They will be hard because I have one of those bedroom sets that weigh a ton. I will get it done though. On the weekend I will finish up by doing the kitchen. I am hoping Barb will give me a hand with that room. It is large with a small chandelier and another set of lights then the skylight and lastly a light over the sink. And lots of cupboards.I will be so proud of myself. For those of you that haven't seen the inside of a mobile home You will be surprised at the space you have and as I said the pictures are coming. So my pity party is over and I feel so much better. If you want to feel better don't put things off just stay busy and get a blog!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-922927484176756589?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/922927484176756589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=922927484176756589&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/922927484176756589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/922927484176756589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-things-are-looking-up.html' title='Well Things Are Looking Up!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-3758291268621833208</id><published>2009-08-31T10:01:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:38:54.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's have a pity party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Spv4Ma6ACZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PgdVxHx90vU/s1600-h/balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Spv4Ma6ACZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PgdVxHx90vU/s320/balloons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376163472461531538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK here we are having a pity party and only one person showed up. That's me! Last week I painted my wishing well in front of my house, vacumed my ceilings and cleaned my garage. It took me all week.&lt;br /&gt; As many people of my day,I have a big back problem and for me to get that work done is simply amazing. Even if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take before and after pic's but something is up with my camera so until I get it fixed no pic's. Poor me boo-hoo. Today I am going to try real hard to paint my ceilings. I will start in the front bedroom. Even if I don't get them done straight away, I have all winter to do them. I just hope my paint stays good, If you know what I mean. After that I will attempt to paint the walls and put up a border.&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask am I doing all this myself? Well because I am one of those people that "back seat drive's" and it causes a lot of arguing. I hate to argue. Anyway I will dictate to them how I think they should paint it and if a spot gets on the rug, have a sissy fit. So I am better off to get  on with it myself, besides when it is done think of the joy I will feel knowing I did it. Who cares if I am at it all winter.    &lt;br /&gt;My husband Ed died 10 years ago, I am telling you this because he would never let me paint. He always would tell me " I got this mom, you go do something else", Then one day I heard him tell his buddy 'she (meaning me) was the worst painter he has ever met. But he doesn't want to hurt my feelings because I am so good at the rest of the stuff".I take it to mean cooking, cleaning , mothering and working everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Ed was a good man . I would come home after working overtime and the wash would be clean and folded, the house would be clean and dinner would be on the table. I told him I would never marry again for two reasons: 1, They don't make men like him often and 2, because It would be to hard to train someone else to be like him. Not that I ever could. I guess I am writing this because he has been gone 10 years the 26th of August and he is on my mind more today. Although it is September 1st. Maybe because I am painting and it reminded me of him. But no matter what the reason the ceilings must get done. Now you know why the pity party.  So I am off to do them. I will try to get the camera fixed so I can take pic's and Ed if you are listening, I LOVE YOU and Pray for you all the time. bye bye everybody wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-3758291268621833208?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/3758291268621833208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=3758291268621833208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3758291268621833208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/3758291268621833208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-have-pitty-party.html' title='Let&apos;s have a pity party'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Spv4Ma6ACZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PgdVxHx90vU/s72-c/balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-976369348314892547</id><published>2009-08-05T11:19:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T07:31:33.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SnmnBQl0w8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LSmPo9RK15o/s1600-h/gram+uncle+dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366504071063978946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SnmnBQl0w8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LSmPo9RK15o/s320/gram+uncle+dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long time since I wrote. Yesterday August 4TH was mom's Birthday and even though you are in await, I wish you a wonderful birthday, and send you my momma all my love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now has any body noticed how old Obama is looking? I actually feel bad for the man so many irons in the fire if you know what I mean. He wants to do things right but we all know that the road to hell was paved with good intentions. Taxes will have to be raised to do all the things that he wants. I will continue to pray for the man and hope others do as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets face it the only real way for the thing to change economically is if there is a forgiveness program globally and all debit is washed away. People should believe in the bible move and live by it. Believe me I know how hard that is. Wouldn't it be nice to be free of debit, and to help one another . If you see your neighbor out and they are elderly trying to fix there yard , do you walk away or do you ask if they need help. Again the right thing is to help. But so many walk away. That seems to be the way of life any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SnmnU5I19wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4bwTtC2BgHA/s1600-h/b47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366504408365790978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SnmnU5I19wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4bwTtC2BgHA/s320/b47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As some of you know my daughter and seen some of her pictures on her blog I will try not to repeat them but forgive me if I do. This little lady is my only granddaughter. She is so sweet. It is her graduation from the lower years in school to the upper school she had a great time . In America they don't do that it is a shame. There is nothing to do but get into trouble , join gangs , no more carhops no more or should I say very few drive ins, no sweet shops to hang around. Just drugs and troubles.. The cost is so high the poor kids just do what they can.         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Snmp0R365JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KtIxuzAK93E/s1600-h/IM000948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366507146604897426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Snmp0R365JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KtIxuzAK93E/s320/IM000948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I will share with you a little party we had for Aron Our 4 year old's birthday party, what a goof off. I have to get Kelly to show me how to move a picture where you want to put it. I don't know where I'd be if it wasn't for her.I really miss her so much. My other daughter lives here in the USA across the street from me. I love her so much also and all four of my grand children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that note I am going to sign off and try to paint my ceilings. I will let you know how that goes. Bye bye for now and remember God loves you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( something Our Priest shared with us at Church Ans I wish to share with you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged, and the mother said, 'I love you, and I pray you enough.'&lt;br /&gt;The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is alive ever needed. I pray you enough, too, Mom.'&lt;br /&gt;They kissed, and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by&lt;br /&gt;asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'&lt;br /&gt;'Well ... I'm not as young as I once was, she lives so far away &amp;amp; has her&lt;br /&gt;own busy life. I have some challenges ahead, and the reality is - her next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.&lt;br /&gt;'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I pray you enough.'&lt;br /&gt;May I ask what that means?'&lt;br /&gt;She began to smile. 'That's a prayer that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I pray you enough,' we wanted the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to&lt;br /&gt;sustain them.'&lt;br /&gt;Then, turning toward met she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.I pray you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she began to cry, and walked away. So take the time you can with your mother and remember she won't be there for ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-976369348314892547?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/976369348314892547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=976369348314892547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/976369348314892547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/976369348314892547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SnmnBQl0w8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LSmPo9RK15o/s72-c/gram+uncle+dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-5819316569508984930</id><published>2009-05-15T09:06:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:39:45.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sg1wa_Y_uzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/a_uZddnzgKU/s1600-h/IM000831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sg1wa_Y_uzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/a_uZddnzgKU/s320/IM000831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336044742499089202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this will be short one, But I had the best mothers day ever. I received a lovely Birdhouse feeder from Barbara and a new PC camera from Kelly. I was so excited. Kelly and I laughed for a good hour playing around with the camera making funny faces !&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard that my sides were killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara and I are going to put the feeder up in my yard, Just outside the patio so I can watch the birds eat. We have so many lovely birds here in Ohio. Bluebirds, cardinals, Differe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sg1wGt95EwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OjkRXhk5_qo/s1600-h/dg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sg1wGt95EwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OjkRXhk5_qo/s320/dg7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336044394224620290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nt colored finches and of coarse the beloved robins and oh yes the hummingbirds, can't forget them. I just love the outdoors , but I a cannot take the humidity. I just can't seem to handle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only mothers day that will be better is when Kelly comes home and we can all be a family again. I dream of the day when Paul, Kelly , Georgie Dillon, Barb , Thomas and sweet Aron can all go to church together. Then have a country picnic and all enjoys one an other's company. That is my Ideal Mothers day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I said it would be short so here's wishing you all a Great year and every days a Mothers day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-5819316569508984930?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/5819316569508984930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=5819316569508984930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5819316569508984930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5819316569508984930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mothers-day.html' title='My Mothers Day'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sg1wa_Y_uzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/a_uZddnzgKU/s72-c/IM000831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-5537172881916035136</id><published>2009-05-10T14:08:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:08:36.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Mom and all other Moms too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP6ya2X9I/AAAAAAAAADA/86ILAuMwfLo/s1600-h/031003130413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP6ya2X9I/AAAAAAAAADA/86ILAuMwfLo/s400/031003130413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334320155029037010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom this one's in memory of you. I would like to thank my Mom for teaching me right from wrong, to be a able to love , to be responsible and grow in independence, to know how much she gave of herself to teach us these things. For the spankings we got when we did wrong, which made me strong and now that I am older really,really kept us on our toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember saying when I grow up "I won't do that to my children, hahahah". I can only wish I was as good a mom as she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of her children ever got into trouble, at least anything bad. Sure we did some of the mischievous things kids do but all in all we turned out OK. My older sister was a housewife and is now a grandmother to 13 I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next sister was a nurse and has 1 son and 1 granddaughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is a brother, Dan. He served in the navy and when he got out became a therapist, now retired , has been married 33 yrs, produced 2 boys and a girl , and Dan and wife Sharon have 9 grand kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So MOM, if you can read this from heaven THANK You , You are my hero and always will be. You are the best. I love you soooooo much and miss you more. Happy Mothers day! Her are some pictures of my Mom and Her Mom. My Mom passed away Sept.1,2001. Her memory will live on a long time.&lt;br /&gt;And to my daughter Kelly you must show me how to place these pictures right. Heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP7DQ_kdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GyyTrsw2jIY/s1600-h/gram_gramps_family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP7DQ_kdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GyyTrsw2jIY/s400/gram_gramps_family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334320159551099346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP7L-YgII/AAAAAAAAADI/okmiLlC3-K4/s1600-h/File0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP7L-YgII/AAAAAAAAADI/okmiLlC3-K4/s400/File0124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334320161888960642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP7bvPqVI/AAAAAAAAADY/Z-qHBHtx7CY/s1600-h/File0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP7bvPqVI/AAAAAAAAADY/Z-qHBHtx7CY/s400/File0042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334320166120434002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-5537172881916035136?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/5537172881916035136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=5537172881916035136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5537172881916035136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/5537172881916035136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-my-mom-and-all-other-moms-too.html' title='To my Mom and all other Moms too!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SgdP6ya2X9I/AAAAAAAAADA/86ILAuMwfLo/s72-c/031003130413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2616106092060888081</id><published>2009-03-29T13:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:58:40.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2616106092060888081?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2616106092060888081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2616106092060888081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2616106092060888081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2616106092060888081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-1756287361238652965</id><published>2009-03-27T12:06:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T03:58:10.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, A Little About Our Government</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sc6NOvx76GI/AAAAAAAAABA/wFQR6Bq-3lM/s1600-h/med_663e4a7c-6de4-4d1c-a51c-00277ceb0dbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318343494454732898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sc6NOvx76GI/AAAAAAAAABA/wFQR6Bq-3lM/s320/med_663e4a7c-6de4-4d1c-a51c-00277ceb0dbf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is I again!  I listened to President Obama the other night. He is a well spoken man and very down to earth. He has a lot on his plate right now, will have for quite some time. But I want to talk about the little things that matter to the people. Social Security, Jobs, schools, gangs and God. I will do them in that order.&lt;br /&gt;First lets start out with Social Security: I have a dear friend, names don't matter. She has been a housewife for years, maybe worked a year or so when there was no money to be made. Now she is going to be 62 years old. Her husband, who worked forever, collects S.S. and a pension brings in close to $3000.00 A month. Plus she does foster children which is not taxed.I am not sure how much she makes there but it is a lot because she takes in troubled girls. God Bless her. Which is great. Please don't get me wrong but I am torn what is right. Now from what I hear she will be entitled to her husbands s.s. so they will add another close to $700.00 a month. I always thought the wife collected his Social Security when that spouse dies, and not until. Social Security has come a long way. I know when My Ed died I was told I will never see a dime of that money because I made more money than him. I feel this is fair because there are a lot of us out there that really need S.S. we have no pensions. It is no wonder Social Security is going broke. How many people are collecting twice. I am a disable person and I can not work. I can't stand long and the pain when I do is awful. Shouldn't I get part of my husbands money? My answer is no, I think some of these laws should be changed. Or at least looked at. NO double dipping. To many people will need it. Lets share the wealth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs: If our Government would not have shipped our jobs over seas we would not be in this mess. If the bank's weren't so greedy we would not be in this mess &amp;amp; If the unions and works weren't so greedy we would not be in this mess. Saying that If we could eliminate greed we would be in a great world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This STIMULUS package what a laugh , no accountability at all . The money should have had rules. States should account for every dime of the money to put people to work not to build new conference centers or sports stadiums. We should be taking some old factories and refurbishing them and make new solar power roofs and things of that nature . But no , greed will get that money also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools , now they're doing a pretty good job there but again they need to have a lesson in how to dress or start wearing uniforms with a code, like tuck shirts in and skirts just above the knees or longer. Pants should be worn from waist to top of feet and there should be a class for common sense.  My mom use to say you can't teach common sense but I still think it can be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangs: Lets start caning them, beat the tar out of them and the younger ones will think twice. OOPS I think I said that before in past blog. So I will leave it go. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahahhahah&lt;/span&gt; ! Also there are a lot of people out there that made mistakes in their  lives, some innocent mistakes. I am not sure how to write this but I feel they need a chance to correct that mistake. First time felons with the lowest felony, if they stay clean and follow all the rules for 5 years should have their felony reduced to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;misdemenor&lt;/span&gt;. But that is only my opinion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but most important, God,. Now here is the way I see it. We have thrown God out of our lives. What can we expect from our children but trouble. Look at the trash on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; at the movies . There are a lot of great books out there with God in then like "THE LEFT BEHIND BOOKS",&lt;br /&gt;"THE SHACK" just to name a couple but believe me I could go on for quite a while. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; stop teaching trash to our kids. Obama Bring God back to the people, back to this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; got to go . Talk to you soon God Bless every one. I am waiting for you Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-1756287361238652965?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/1756287361238652965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=1756287361238652965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/1756287361238652965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/1756287361238652965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-little-aout-our-govenment.html' title='Well, A Little About Our Government'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/Sc6NOvx76GI/AAAAAAAAABA/wFQR6Bq-3lM/s72-c/med_663e4a7c-6de4-4d1c-a51c-00277ceb0dbf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2690113526049600043</id><published>2009-03-17T07:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:15:13.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a poem I would like to share.</title><content type='html'>This was sent to me in an e-mail and it reminds me of when things seemed a little simpler: I hope you agree.&lt;br /&gt;A POEM&lt;br /&gt; A clothesline was a news forecast To neighbors passing by.&lt;br /&gt; There were no secrets you could keep When clothes were hung to dry.&lt;br /&gt;It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew&lt;br /&gt;If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two.&lt;br /&gt;For then you'd see the "fancy sheets"And towels upon the line;&lt;br /&gt;You'd see the "company table cloths"With intricate designs.&lt;br /&gt;The line announced a baby's birth From folks who lived inside -&lt;br /&gt;As brand new infant clothes were hung,So carefully with pride!&lt;br /&gt;The ages of the children could So readily be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;By&lt;/span&gt; watching how the sizes changed, You'd know how much they'd grown!&lt;br /&gt;It also told when illness struck,As extra sheets were hung;&lt;br /&gt;Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,Haphazardly were strung.&lt;br /&gt;It also said, "Gone on vacation now" When lines hung limp and bare.&lt;br /&gt;It told, "We're back!" when full lines sagged With not an inch to spare!&lt;br /&gt; New folks in town were scorned upon If wash was dingy and gray,&lt;br /&gt;As neighbors carefully raised their brows,And looked the other way . . ..&lt;br /&gt;But clotheslines now are of the past,For dryers make work much less.&lt;br /&gt;Now what goes on inside a home Is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;any body's&lt;/span&gt; guess!&lt;br /&gt;I really miss that way of life.&lt;br /&gt;It was a friendly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sign When&lt;/span&gt; neighbors knew each other best&lt;br /&gt;By what hung on the line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2690113526049600043?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2690113526049600043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2690113526049600043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2690113526049600043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2690113526049600043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-poam-i-would-like-to-share.html' title='Just a poem I would like to share.'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-8977229989487014894</id><published>2009-03-14T09:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:03:18.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking</title><content type='html'>Well my daughter , Kelly just sent me a book called the Shack. By a man named Young. What a book, it will shock you , make you laugh and cry. It will make you stop and think about the Lord, In some strange ways it brings clarity. I hope others will read this book. I went to the library to get it and was on a waiting list of 275 people . When I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; about it she sent me a copy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; is always there for me. I love her , her husband and my two grandchildren so much. I talk with them just about every day on line that is. They have been over seas. It feels to me forever. I think almost 18 years. Well as long as they are happy,that is all that matters. When I am down I will get on line and she will cheer me up. When I am up I want to share it with her. I remember back in 2001 My mom Passed on to that waiting room in the sky. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; and family came back to the States. Even though my mom was gone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt; came back here to the states not only for her Grandmother but also so we could helped each other get through it. Kelly if you read this I LOVE YOU and Thank you. There are times in our lives that we cherish more than others. I have had my share. God has been good to me. I also have another daughter I feel further away from her than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;, Barb is her name. She has given me two grandchildren also.In which I also love very much.They are right here the USA. Children can brig such joy to our lives. Georgia is a wonderful artist, just 10 mind you, Dillon is 18 and you know how hard that is. I am sure he will find himself. Thomas is 11 , yes sassy at times but I can handle it and then there is trouble;Aron. A sweet 3 year old that gets into everything. Never a dull moment when he is here. The things that bring smiles to your face. I had to laugh when I read what I wrote. Sounds like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bribbish&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I just want to introduce the people I love the most in my life.Thanks for this blog I can reread this and see the way I must turn to gather my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-8977229989487014894?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/8977229989487014894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=8977229989487014894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8977229989487014894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/8977229989487014894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-1656106822200755543</id><published>2009-02-16T05:33:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:18:41.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time To Stand Up Again!</title><content type='html'>Hi, I am back again. Today I wish to express a thought that came to me at 2:00 A.M. this morning. Or should I say a question. Why have so many Christians allowed GOD to be taken out of our schools? Off some of the oldest buildings. But yet a swastika's can stay! Public or not it is crazy!! Why have we not spoke up about it? This great country was based on religion , was it not? A few non-believers stood up and got their way and had Him removed and we just let it happen. Look at the children today. Always troubled in some way. Lost, confused,disrespectful and no morals. You see so very few in church. Its no wonder why it is. We need to write our congressmen , senators and the President too. Let them know how we stand. Here is my problem. No one reads this and I am talking to myself. I guess maybe a petition would be a start. How many would sign it? At least we could have voted weather we wanted Him to stay or not. That is what this country is about right? Well I pity the person who decided to oust Him (God that is), can you picture him or her or both on judgement day. What does the bible teach? He who speaks for Me , I will speak to my Father for him and he that Deny's Me I will also deny them. Think about it. It's time get things together. God loves us. Let us love God. Bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-1656106822200755543?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/1656106822200755543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=1656106822200755543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/1656106822200755543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/1656106822200755543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-time-to-stand-up-again.html' title='It&apos;s Time To Stand Up Again!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-4925318220151356048</id><published>2009-01-25T16:07:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:36:35.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new begining</title><content type='html'>Well Christmas is over and a New Year has begun. I will begin my New Year by praising God. I do believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much . I will try to be a little less boastful. I just can't help myself. I know He is with me. I just pray I am worthy. I am going to tell you a little about myself. What a sinner I was and am. I had a abortion back in 1973 . It was so hard for me to move on from that and never thought God would find in his heart the forgiveness I so desire. I do pray for God's forgiveness everyday, but what is important is I know, He will forgive me. I want other people like me to know that too.( Seek and ye shall find). In the old testament which I started reading about a month ago, it seemed to me "How self righteous God is. Now that's a funny statement because you see He is righteous. But, the more I read I began to understand what He is saying to us. I remember my mom telling me not to start at the beginning of the bible just to open the book and start reading where ever that takes me, it worked for her, but being me I had to start at the beginning and go straight through. As I read I would open the bible and pray " God opened my eyes and Heart and soul so I could understand", well I guess He had to test me because at first nothing came to me. I was very sad . I started to think God does not care about me , but then I kept on reading and slowly all began to come together. I know there are very many women out there that had abortions and are lost, Please do not let Satan have his way with you. Fight back and know you are worthy of Gods favor. God Loves you all so much He gave His only son Jesus Christ to the cross to save people like us and others. Please make Him Proud of you. Come back to Him who created you. Who loves you. I have not been a saint in my life time , in 1973 I had my abortion , in 1979 I started thinking about the Lord and ever since I've felt better , whole again. Life is really tough enough without judging yourself. Leave that up to the Boss. Try to save others from making the same decisions we did and above all Love the Lord. Another mistake I made was being ashamed of my self, we learn so much if only we listen. When talking to people don't force them into thinking like you do, be understanding and just listen and say what you yourself went through. If they would rather think you are the self righteous one, than back off a little and just say How much you care about them. Tell them if they ever need to talk to contact you. You will be there for them . Just take one day at a time , after all that is all we are promised. God Bless and take care .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-4925318220151356048?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/4925318220151356048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=4925318220151356048&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4925318220151356048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/4925318220151356048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-begining.html' title='A new begining'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-302067908121201247</id><published>2009-01-05T09:18:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:18:01.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I must stand up for America!</title><content type='html'>I feel I must stand up for America , So many other Countries put America down and I understand why. All they see is the glamour on the big screen and the media's talk. Well, to be honest with you most Americans don't live like that. Only a few. Most of us go to church and pray and try to help others . All the hype to come to America and get rich is bull. A lot of us live in poor areas, a lot of children go to bed hungry, Can't find clothing to stay warm. Our Gas prices to heat our homes and electric are outrageous. The cost of food is so bad that we eat the fattest and cheapest foods around like pasta or potatoes. I know what you are thinking "at least you have something to eat" But being fat kills too and that is if you are the lucky ones to get the fats.&lt;br /&gt;I have a daughter with an autistic son who has to stay home with him because he is to hyper to find a sitter that has the patients to take care of him . She can not find work because of this. She is not getting much help out side of me. I watch him so she can go to the doctors but not many other times because of my health. He is hard for me to keep up with. Instead of hating us , we all need to pull together and help one another. We will make it because God helps them that help them selves.&lt;br /&gt;But I just hate it when I hear thing like the "American devils or American pigs". America has been there for everyone in all the wars, we collect food , clothing and medicines, And love. Give us a break. Back us for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Now to our Government, Lets get serious there are a few things I disagree with and I hope new President elect Obama some how will read this. Stop spending what we don't have , lets work within our means. We owe so much money we will never see daylight. Lets payoff the deficit. I know we must pay the bills at hand. Like s.s., the repair on the roads , and dams, create new jobs since OUR government sent them all overseas (what were they thinking) I also know that the unions did that by demanding so much. But we need to bring the jobs back. Before we do, we need to STOP all gang actions here in the USA. Stop the drugs! I remember reading where an American youth defaced a building in another country and was caned or publicly flogged for it. You know maybe that is what is needed here. Maybe , they the children see that and see the consequences that must be rendered will get them on the straight and narrow path. Jobs, politeness,Common Courtesy and to pay their dues. In turn maybe They would pay some taxes and give the government something to work with. I know it sounds harsh but our jails are full and it is getting ridiculous when you can't even go into town with out being approached to buy drugs or shot by some punk. Or go back to the old days and put them in the Army. To be retrained and appreciate life more. Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Another area is: politicians need to stop taking extra perks. It is stealing from the people of this wonderful country. It is against Gods commandments! Also You (the government) raised taxes on gasoline to fix the roads and bridges , I for one as broke as I am would not mind a ten cent raise per gallon to pay off the deficit as long as that is where the money is going. At least the part that we owe other countries. And the war WOW what a mess that turned out to be. We not only pay for their war with our money but with the lives of our citizens. It is time to stand up and be accounted for.Oh well, I guess I just wanted to ramble on.&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-302067908121201247?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/302067908121201247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=302067908121201247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/302067908121201247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/302067908121201247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-must-stand-up-for-america.html' title='I must stand up for America!'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-2628187603362545033</id><published>2008-12-22T20:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:35:35.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is very cold here in Lodi</title><content type='html'>Lets not mistake this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lodi&lt;/span&gt; with the one in California, I am in Ohio. The Temp is 7 degrees, I guess I should be happy at least it is not below 0 YET. Still it is cold. My Heat keeps kicking on.&lt;br /&gt;I finished my Christmas shopping to day. Like many of you out there, times are a little different then they were last year. Lots of cut backs. But is a sense that is good , we need to remember what the true meaning of Christmas is all about and teach our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grandchildren&lt;/span&gt; what it is to give and receive. I know in my generation we didn't have a lot for Christmas and really were happy with the little things we received. Looking back the one thing we had that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; kids don't have is the fear of what comes next. And that is because our parents made us do for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; and there for we were go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;getter's&lt;/span&gt;. To days kids have been enabled, by who? us. We need to learn to say no. If they want something make them work for it. I suggested to my one grandson go around to the elderly people in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt; and see if they need there garbage taken out. What ever they want to give him they give him if they can't afford any thing then he is to help with out payment. But God bless them they pay him all the time.I have to tell them not to give him so much because I want him to learn money does not grow on trees and people will pay for what they get. Also I want him to learn to help people that are less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; then he. But any way I must say it is nice to teach the young but it is awful when they do not listen and learn.&lt;br /&gt;Well my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rambling&lt;/span&gt; is done for now I am tired and in need of that good old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; coming on. God Bless Good night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-2628187603362545033?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/2628187603362545033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=2628187603362545033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2628187603362545033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/2628187603362545033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-very-cold-here-in-lodi.html' title='It is very cold here in Lodi'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763948516363371316.post-9143058204847611300</id><published>2008-12-22T15:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:01:09.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year</title><content type='html'>This is my very first post I hope I don't make a fool of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763948516363371316-9143058204847611300?l=notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/feeds/9143058204847611300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763948516363371316&amp;postID=9143058204847611300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/9143058204847611300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763948516363371316/posts/default/9143058204847611300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesfromlodiohio.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-blessed-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00265377223777244892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApG2KnCyctE/SU_6f5-VFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VI3Ne0FgTeM/S220/IM000184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
