<?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-37800606</id><updated>2012-01-09T14:01:38.362-08:00</updated><category term='in'/><title type='text'>God Is Good All The Time, All The Time God Is Good</title><subtitle type='html'>Inspirational Blog for Christians</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-450776656192530320</id><published>2010-11-02T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:20:23.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering My Mother and Father and All My Loved Ones At Rest on All Souls Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All Soul's Day&lt;/strong&gt; is a Roman Catholic day of remembrance for friends and loved ones who have passed away. This comes from the ancient Pagan Festival of the Dead, which celebrated the Pagan belief that the souls of the dead would return for a meal with the family. Candles in the window would guide the souls back home, and another place was set at the table. Children would come through the village, asking for food to be offered symbolically to the dead, then donated to feed the hungry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe in the Trinity, I know that those who have gone before me, are at rest with the Lord, and if I believe, I will see them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-450776656192530320?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/450776656192530320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=450776656192530320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/450776656192530320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/450776656192530320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/11/remembering-my-mother-and-father-and.html' title='Remembering My Mother and Father and All My Loved Ones At Rest on All Souls Day'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-2151206936410585690</id><published>2010-10-08T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:16:56.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace, Albertina Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/TK9R_-Ey-4I/AAAAAAAABxc/AzreyKmE0Jg/s1600/Albertina+Walker+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/TK9R_-Ey-4I/AAAAAAAABxc/AzreyKmE0Jg/s320/Albertina+Walker+photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525725427243613058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunrise:  August 29, 1929&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset:  October 8, 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albertina Walker&lt;/strong&gt; began singing at an early age and was greatly influenced by &lt;strong&gt;Mahalia Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;. Mahalia Jackson took her on the road when she was a teenager. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was given the title &lt;strong&gt;"Queen of Gospel Music."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albertinawalker.com"&gt;www.albertinawalker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-2151206936410585690?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2151206936410585690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=2151206936410585690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2151206936410585690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2151206936410585690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/10/rest-in-peace-albertina-walker.html' title='Rest In Peace, Albertina Walker'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/TK9R_-Ey-4I/AAAAAAAABxc/AzreyKmE0Jg/s72-c/Albertina+Walker+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6035119612689450411</id><published>2010-10-06T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:04:18.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can All Use Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/TKzj-ojXADI/AAAAAAAABxE/WojMieTlMLk/s1600/Prayer.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/TKzj-ojXADI/AAAAAAAABxE/WojMieTlMLk/s320/Prayer.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525041508053876786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems like I haven't blogged here in forever.  My aunt in Minnesota sent me this lovely prayer which prompted me to get back to this space that I enjoy so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;In case you are not aware, Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little  &lt;br /&gt;Ways, meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with  &lt;br /&gt;great love.... She is represented by roses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May everyone who receives this message be blessed.   &lt;br /&gt;Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.  &lt;br /&gt;Read the prayer below. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saint Theresa's Prayer &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;May today there be peace within. &lt;br /&gt;May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith. &lt;br /&gt;May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that  &lt;br /&gt;has been given to you. &lt;br /&gt;May you be content knowing you are a child of God. &lt;br /&gt;Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to  &lt;br /&gt;sing, dance, praise and love. &lt;br /&gt;It is there for each and every one of us.. &lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Have faith..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6035119612689450411?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6035119612689450411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6035119612689450411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6035119612689450411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6035119612689450411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-can-all-use-prayer.html' title='We Can All Use Prayer'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/TKzj-ojXADI/AAAAAAAABxE/WojMieTlMLk/s72-c/Prayer.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6619970455543500364</id><published>2010-07-14T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:48:30.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Services Announced for Bishop Walter Hawkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WHO’S WHO IN GOSPEL MUSIC TO CELEBRATE LIFE OF GRAMMY WINNER BISHOP WALTER HAWKINS &lt;br /&gt;WITH A-LIST CONCERT AT THE PARAMOUNT THEATER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, July 20, 2010 @ 7:00 PM PST (Free Admission)&lt;br /&gt;Musical Celebration Features Yolanda Adams, Mary Mary and Bebe Winans &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funeral: Wednesday, July 21, 2010 @ 11:00 AM PST At The Paramount Theater &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oakland, CA:  A who’s who of the gospel world is gathering to pay final respects to Grammy Award winning gospel legend, Bishop Walter Hawkins, who passed away July 11th after a two-year battle with pancreatic cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, July 20th, some of the biggest names in gospel music will congregate at The Paramount Theater for a musical salute to Walter Hawkins who is known for his classic gospel songs such as “Goin’ Up Yonder,” “Marvelous,” and  “What is This?” The musical celebration is titled, The Man, the Music, The Ministry: A Musical Salute to Bishop Walter Hawkins.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the stars confirmed to sing Hawkins’ evergreen compositions are platinum artists such as Yolanda Adams, Mary Mary, and Donnie McClurkin. Also performing is Hawkins’ sister, Lynette Hawkins, R&amp;B artist Ledisi, Karen Clark Sheard, Daryl Coley, Vanessa Bell Armstrong, Byron Cage, Melvin &amp; Doug Williams of The Williams Brothers, guitarist Jonathan DuBose Jr., D.J. Rogers, Ted Winn, and The Love Center Choir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Making a special appearance will be Hawkins’ longtime vocal muse and former wife, Lady Tramaine Hawkins, whose dramatic vocals were featured on Walter Hawkins masterpieces such as “Changed,” “Goin’ Up Yonder,” and “He’s That Kind of Friend.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music directors for the evening will include Hawkin’'s brother, Edwin Hawkins, Donald Lawrence, Kurt Carr, Richard Smallwood, and Hawkins’ longtime music director, Rusty Watson. The masters of ceremonies duties will be shared by Bebe Winans, Marvin Winans, and Black Entertainment Television (BET) personality, Dr. Bobby Jones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert takes place Tuesday, July 20, 2010 @ 7:00 pm at the Paramount Theatre, 2025 Broadway, Oakland, CA 94612-2303. Tickets are free and available on a first come, first serve basis. Contact Paramount Theater at: (510) 465-6400 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral will take place the following morning, Wednesday, July 21, 2010 @ 11:00 am at the Paramount Theater. Bishop Kenneth Moales (of Prayer Tabernacle Church of Love, Inc. in Bridgeport, CT) will officiate at the ceremony.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of flowers, the family requests that donations be made to The Walter Hawkins Memorial Foundation. Cards, letters and donations may be mailed to: Love Center Ministries, 10440 International Blvd, Oakland, CA 94603. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDIA CONTACT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Carpenter at (202) 441-9870 or carpenterbill@me.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6619970455543500364?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6619970455543500364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6619970455543500364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6619970455543500364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6619970455543500364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/07/services-announced-for-bishop-walter.html' title='Services Announced for Bishop Walter Hawkins'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3474586632865285677</id><published>2010-04-21T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:22:56.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog. . .</title><content type='html'>A PRAYER FOR TODAY&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Father God, thank You for the people You have placed in my life. Help me see them the way You see them. Help me to appreciate the ways we sharpen one another so that we can help each other fulfill Your plan for our lives. In Jesus' Name. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Copyright Joel Osteen 2010)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3474586632865285677?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3474586632865285677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3474586632865285677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3474586632865285677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3474586632865285677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog. . .'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-236588122828102792</id><published>2010-02-11T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:58:03.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Woke Up With A Song In My Heart</title><content type='html'>"Taste and See, Taste and See,. . .the Goodness of the Lord. . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste and See &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste and see, taste and see  the goodness of the Lord.    O taste and see, taste and see  the goodness of the Lord, of the Lord.      I will bless the Lord at all times.  Praise shall always be on my lips;  my soul shall glory in the Lord  for God has been so good to me.    Refrain    Glorify the Lord with me.  Together let us all praise God's name.  I called the Lord who answered me;  from all my troubles I was set free.    Refrain    Worship the Lord, all you people.  You'll want for nothing if you ask.  Taste and see that the Lord is good;  in God we need put all our trust.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; James Moore, Jr.  © 1983, GIA Publications&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-236588122828102792?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/236588122828102792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=236588122828102792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/236588122828102792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/236588122828102792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-woke-up-with-song-in-my-heart.html' title='I Woke Up With A Song In My Heart'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8620499557395659812</id><published>2010-02-06T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:25:55.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Daffodil - Because Somebody Has Got To Be First</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S22mCkdYfyI/AAAAAAAABL4/Dq9Qt3rgpn8/s1600-h/First+Daffodil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S22mCkdYfyI/AAAAAAAABL4/Dq9Qt3rgpn8/s320/First+Daffodil.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435182888382922530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine when this little flower woke up and bloomed, he said, "Hey, I might be the first, but somebody has got to be first!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sister, Bonnie, for sharing this photo from her flower garden.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend would have been our father's birthday and when I told her that I had gone to the cemetery and put flowers on his grave, she said, "What kind of flowers did you put?"  I said, "Carnations."  She said, "Daddy liked daffodils."  I said, "Well, he used to love Carnation ice cream!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, this one is for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8620499557395659812?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8620499557395659812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8620499557395659812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8620499557395659812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8620499557395659812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-daffodil-because-somebody-has-got.html' title='First Daffodil - Because Somebody Has Got To Be First'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S22mCkdYfyI/AAAAAAAABL4/Dq9Qt3rgpn8/s72-c/First+Daffodil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-922180561070304794</id><published>2010-01-31T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:31:17.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S2YuynsGdBI/AAAAAAAABLA/_Ot8YMsedhs/s1600-h/Daddy+Grand+Canyon.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S2YuynsGdBI/AAAAAAAABLA/_Ot8YMsedhs/s320/Daddy+Grand+Canyon.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433081447651374098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy would be 89 years old today were he alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived through the Great Depression, segregation, integration, discrimination and a long illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, through it all, he remained a faithful believer in God.  He never asked, "Why?" and maintained his intellect and dignity through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died on the 4th of July, Independence Day, 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that to be ironic, but not at all surprising to anyone who knew him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace - Gone But NEVER Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-922180561070304794?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/922180561070304794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=922180561070304794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/922180561070304794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/922180561070304794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Daddy'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S2YuynsGdBI/AAAAAAAABLA/_Ot8YMsedhs/s72-c/Daddy+Grand+Canyon.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7103112294014074002</id><published>2010-01-11T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:05:44.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt Biscuits (Thanks to Marsha in Atlanta for forwarding this)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S0t2ffnJZYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/8mUcQ_tbC7w/s1600-h/Burnt+Biscuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S0t2ffnJZYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/8mUcQ_tbC7w/s320/Burnt+Biscuit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425560459531609474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BURNT BISCUITS..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner &lt;br /&gt;every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she &lt;br /&gt;had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening &lt;br /&gt;so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely &lt;br /&gt;burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if &lt;br /&gt;anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile &lt;br /&gt;at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember &lt;br /&gt;what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter &lt;br /&gt;and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my &lt;br /&gt;mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget &lt;br /&gt;what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if &lt;br /&gt;he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and &lt;br /&gt;said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real &lt;br /&gt;tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget dates and &lt;br /&gt;anniversaries just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each &lt;br /&gt;others faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - &lt;br /&gt;is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, &lt;br /&gt;and lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the &lt;br /&gt;good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the &lt;br /&gt;feet of God.  Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able &lt;br /&gt;to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a &lt;br /&gt;deal-breaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is &lt;br /&gt;the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child &lt;br /&gt;or friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep &lt;br /&gt;it in your own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  God Bless You.....  Now, and Always.... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;So Please pass me a biscuit,  and yes, the burnt one will do just &lt;br /&gt;fine.!.!.!.!   And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has &lt;br /&gt;enriched your life...  I just did!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(burnt biscuits were better than none... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7103112294014074002?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7103112294014074002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7103112294014074002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7103112294014074002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7103112294014074002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2010/01/burnt-biscuits-thanks-to-marsha-in.html' title='Burnt Biscuits (Thanks to Marsha in Atlanta for forwarding this)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/S0t2ffnJZYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/8mUcQ_tbC7w/s72-c/Burnt+Biscuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3340632160127964141</id><published>2009-11-29T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:39:42.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace, Thelma Llorens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SxM-U6SAdvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ezNA6mcAxYo/s1600/Mary+and+Jesus"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SxM-U6SAdvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ezNA6mcAxYo/s320/Mary+and+Jesus" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409736106365187826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THE dying need but little, dear, --&lt;br /&gt;        A glass of water's all,&lt;br /&gt;A flower's unobtrusive face&lt;br /&gt;        To punctuate the wall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fan, perhaps, a friend's regret,&lt;br /&gt;        And certainly that one&lt;br /&gt;No color in the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;        Perceives when you are gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost a good friend on Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that she's no longer suffering and feel comfort in knowing she has received her crown in Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can't help but wish I'd let her know just how much she truly meant to me.  But, somehow, I think she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless the Llorens Family and Our Mother of Mercy Catholic Church, Houston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3340632160127964141?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3340632160127964141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3340632160127964141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3340632160127964141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3340632160127964141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/11/rest-in-peace-thelma-llorens.html' title='Rest In Peace, Thelma Llorens'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SxM-U6SAdvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ezNA6mcAxYo/s72-c/Mary+and+Jesus' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6858706931138601169</id><published>2009-11-20T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:25:11.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workplace Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SwbepIl6NCI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Y-pgSJbAf4Y/s1600/Bakery+Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SwbepIl6NCI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Y-pgSJbAf4Y/s320/Bakery+Garden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406253200967349282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like co-workers are out to get you?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it  make you question everything you do and tend to look over your shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was faced with that situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, as Christians, we are probably faced with a similar situation daily - whether it be from neighbors, co-workers, church members or the general public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my sister about my feelings and the fear and uncertainty it was creating for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that I should pray about it.  She said, "Pray for that person and God may remove them from your situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that doesn't mean that I'm going to pray for something bad to happen to another person or that I'm going to pray for someone to lose their job or anything that extreme.  It just means that prayer does change things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that means God will open another door of opportunity for either you or the person by whom you are being attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I received some "news" that things may be changing.  They may change for the better - and they may not.  But I do know that I am going to continue to do the right thing by God and by others and that if I tend to my own garden that my harvest will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 4:7, New International Version&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6858706931138601169?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6858706931138601169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6858706931138601169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6858706931138601169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6858706931138601169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/11/workplace-attack.html' title='Workplace Attack'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SwbepIl6NCI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Y-pgSJbAf4Y/s72-c/Bakery+Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5673532894021422924</id><published>2009-11-10T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:12:56.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord Loves A Good Joke!! (thanks to my Aunt Claudia for this)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Svm7C25uV8I/AAAAAAAAA44/m9kUQGdXCHo/s1600-h/Minnesota+Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 85px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Svm7C25uV8I/AAAAAAAAA44/m9kUQGdXCHo/s320/Minnesota+Sky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402554885779380162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is a beautiful day in Minnesota today, about 60 degrees!  Minnesotans have their traditions and customs that fit and define this part of the country.  As a newcomer to Minnesota, I was educated about the important things like enjoying the lakes, fishing, hockey, hot-dish, winter carnival, and making snow angels, to name only a precious few.  One of the most fun introductions I had was to the "Ole and Lena" jokes.  I received one today from my hero.  So, here is your chance to enjoy one, too, pass it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and many blessings on your behalf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ole lived across the Minnesota River from Clarence Bunsen, whom he didn't like at all.  They were yelling across the river at each other all the time.  &lt;br /&gt;Ole would yell to Clarence, “If I had a vay to cross dis river, I'd come over dere an beat you up good, yeah sure ya betcha by golly!”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This went on for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the state built a bridge across the river right there by their houses.  &lt;br /&gt;Ole's wife, Lena, says, “Now iss yer chance, Ole.  Vhy doncha go over dere and beat up dat Clarence like you said you vud?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ole replied, “OK, by yimmy, I tink I vill do yust dat!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ole started for the bridge, but he saw a sign on the bridge and stopped to read it, then turned around and came back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena asked, “Vhy did you come back?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ole said, “Lena, I tink I changed my mind 'bout beatin' up dat Clarence.  You know, vhen I yell at him from across the river he don't look so big.  But dey put a sign on da bridge dat says ‘Clarence is 13 ft. 6 In."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5673532894021422924?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5673532894021422924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5673532894021422924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5673532894021422924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5673532894021422924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/11/lord-loves-good-joke-thanks-to-my-aunt.html' title='The Lord Loves A Good Joke!! (thanks to my Aunt Claudia for this)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Svm7C25uV8I/AAAAAAAAA44/m9kUQGdXCHo/s72-c/Minnesota+Sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6827704899425399255</id><published>2009-10-07T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:28:59.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God And the Spider (Author Unknown)</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Claudia for passing this along. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and the Spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During World War II, a US marine was separated from his unit on a Pacific island. The fighting had been intense, and in the smoke and &lt;br /&gt;the crossfire he had lost touch with his comrades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the jungle, he could hear enemy soldiers coming in his &lt;br /&gt;direction. Scrambling for cover, he found his way up a high ridge to several small caves in the rock. Quickly he crawled inside one of the caves. Although safe for the moment, he realized that once the enemy soldiers looking for him swept up the ridge, they would quickly search all the caves and he would be killed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he waited, he prayed, "Lord, if it be your will, please protect me. Whatever your will though, I love you and trust you. Amen." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After praying, he lay quietly listening to the enemy begin to draw &lt;br /&gt;close. He thought, "Well, I guess the Lord isn't going to help me out of this one." Then he saw a spider begin to build a web over the front of his cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he watched, listening to the enemy searching for him all the while, the spider layered strand after strand of web across the opening of the cave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hah, he thought. "What I need is a brick wall and what the Lord has sent me is a spider web. God does have a sense of humor." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the enemy drew closer he watched from the darkness of his hideout and could see them searching one cave after another. As they came to his, he got ready to make his last stand. To his amazement, however, after glancing in the direction of his cave, they moved on. Suddenly, he realized that with the spider web over the entrance, his cave looked as if no one had entered for quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, forgive me," prayed the young man. "I had forgotten that in you a spider's web is stronger than a brick wall." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all face times of great trouble. When we do, it is so easy to &lt;br /&gt;forget what God can work in our lives, sometimes in the most &lt;br /&gt;surprising ways. And remember with God, a mere spider's web becomes a brick wall of protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I thank you for all our&lt;br /&gt; Military, and their families.&lt;br /&gt; I Pray for your Brick wall of protection,&lt;br /&gt;to protect them everyday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6827704899425399255?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6827704899425399255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6827704899425399255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6827704899425399255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6827704899425399255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-and-spider-author-unknown.html' title='God And the Spider (Author Unknown)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8290384088448885978</id><published>2009-09-15T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:14:34.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Did Make Little Green Apples - and Fujis Too :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Sq_Lc2OunPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/nrUIYXbw73w/s1600-h/Apple+Tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Sq_Lc2OunPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/nrUIYXbw73w/s320/Apple+Tree.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381743776185097458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Nate for submitting this photo of your very own Fuji apple tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have any good apple pie recipes to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8290384088448885978?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8290384088448885978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8290384088448885978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8290384088448885978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8290384088448885978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-did-make-little-green-apples-and.html' title='God Did Make Little Green Apples - and Fujis Too :)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Sq_Lc2OunPI/AAAAAAAAAzA/nrUIYXbw73w/s72-c/Apple+Tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5318436763839414346</id><published>2009-08-31T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:23:13.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Mercy On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(Today's submission from Marsha - thanks, Marsha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should've Shown Mercy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    "All the other servants saw what happened. They felt very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    sorry for the man. So they went and told their master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    everything that happened. Then the master called his servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    in and said, 'You evil servant. You owed me much money, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    you begged me to forgive your debt. So I told you that you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    did not have to pay anything. So you should have given the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    same mercy to that other man that is a servant with you. You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    should have given him the same mercy that I gave you.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             -- Matthew 18:31-33 (ERV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEY THOUGHT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy! More than an exclamation, it is the reason for exclamation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy, sweet mercy. It is the gift of freedom from our past, our failures, our wickedness. But it is a gift because in receiving it, we acknowledge to ourselves that we have received something we didn't deserve without the person giving it to us expecting us to grovel or be in their debt. Mercy! But more than just the reason for exclamation and joy, mercy is our gift to share. Mercy has not completed its redemptive work until it is passed on, until we see the joy of another being granted his or her freedom. Mercy is the currency of God's Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy is the music of God's family. Mercy is the basis of our hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy is the gift of God we are to share with others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5318436763839414346?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5318436763839414346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5318436763839414346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5318436763839414346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5318436763839414346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-mercy-on-me.html' title='Have Mercy On Me'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6655906391522022567</id><published>2009-08-26T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:06:38.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Lion of the Left" is Gone - But Will Never Be Forgotten - RIP, Senator Ted Kennedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SpV5pnpNHSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/YybZx87Magw/s1600-h/Senator+Ted+Kennedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SpV5pnpNHSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/YybZx87Magw/s320/Senator+Ted+Kennedy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374335486259961122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Moore "Ted" Kennedy &lt;br /&gt;February 22, 1932 – August 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, we knew that Senator Kennedy was terminally ill, it was still a shock to me when I heard the words on the "Breaking News" last night that he has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite any flaws he may have had, he was a remarkable politician, a dedicated family man and wonderful human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the end of an era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless the entire Kennedy clan and his friends, family and those of us ordinary citizens who felt that we somehow had a personal connection with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6655906391522022567?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6655906391522022567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6655906391522022567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6655906391522022567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6655906391522022567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/08/lion-of-left-is-gone-but-will-never-be.html' title='The &quot;Lion of the Left&quot; is Gone - But Will Never Be Forgotten - RIP, Senator Ted Kennedy'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SpV5pnpNHSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/YybZx87Magw/s72-c/Senator+Ted+Kennedy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-176110122766994859</id><published>2009-08-07T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:34:57.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kept Woman" - Author Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Am a 'Kept ' Woman? &lt;br /&gt;You see, there were a few times when I thought I would lose my mind, &lt;br /&gt;But GOD kept me sane. (Isa. 26:3) &lt;br /&gt;There were times when I thought I could go no longer, &lt;br /&gt;But the LORD kept me moving. (Gen 28:15) &lt;br /&gt;At times, I've wanted to lash out at those whom I felt had done me wrong, &lt;br /&gt;But the LORD kept my mouth shut.. (Psa. 13) &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think the money just isn't enough, &lt;br /&gt;But GOD has helped me to keep the lights on, the water on, the car paid, the house paid, etc.., (Matt. 6:25 -34) &lt;br /&gt;When I thought I would fall, HE kept me up. &lt;br /&gt;When I thought I was weak, HE kept me strong! (I Pet. 5:7, Matt. 11:28-30) &lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on and on, but I'm sure you hear me! &lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed to be 'kept ' &lt;br /&gt;Do you know a 'kept ' woman? &lt;br /&gt;If so pass it on to her to let her know she is 'Kept ' &lt;br /&gt;I'm "Kept" by the Love and Grace of God &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-176110122766994859?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/176110122766994859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=176110122766994859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/176110122766994859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/176110122766994859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/08/kept-woman-author-unknown.html' title='&quot;Kept Woman&quot; - Author Unknown'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6450516194315486864</id><published>2009-07-21T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:16:57.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Your Mouth!  Words can hurt. . .</title><content type='html'>Thanks, Marsha for today's submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus called the people to him. Jesus said, "Listen and&lt;br /&gt;understand what I am saying. It is not the things a person&lt;br /&gt;puts in his mouth that make him wrong. It is the things a&lt;br /&gt;person says with his mouth that make him wrong."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                            -- Matthew 15:10-11 (ERV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6450516194315486864?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6450516194315486864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6450516194315486864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6450516194315486864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6450516194315486864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/07/watch-your-mouth-words-can-hurt.html' title='Watch Your Mouth!  Words can hurt. . .'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-202229424079375293</id><published>2009-07-12T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:09:47.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thank God for Mama's Green Thumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Slo066kC-5I/AAAAAAAAAts/G9TvTpaCVOs/s1600-h/Gladiolas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Slo066kC-5I/AAAAAAAAAts/G9TvTpaCVOs/s320/Gladiolas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357652893468130194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever stops thinking about their mother - no matter how long it's been since she left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year and a half now, but your "special touch" continues to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so blessed this morning to step out into the yard and see this beautiful yellow gladiola starting to bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will never be the same without her, but it's nice to know that even though she's gone, her deeds remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a Glorious Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-202229424079375293?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/202229424079375293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=202229424079375293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/202229424079375293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/202229424079375293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-thank-god-for-mamas-green-thumb.html' title='I Thank God for Mama&apos;s Green Thumb'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/Slo066kC-5I/AAAAAAAAAts/G9TvTpaCVOs/s72-c/Gladiolas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8574474517846911931</id><published>2009-06-25T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:55:56.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace, Michael Joseph Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SkQAeHrpCKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TBvJnKRaHfQ/s1600-h/0625_michael_jackson_bn4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SkQAeHrpCKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TBvJnKRaHfQ/s320/0625_michael_jackson_bn4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351402774681159842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, but never forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8574474517846911931?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8574474517846911931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8574474517846911931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8574474517846911931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8574474517846911931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/06/rest-in-peace-michael-joseph-jackson.html' title='Rest In Peace, Michael Joseph Jackson'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SkQAeHrpCKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TBvJnKRaHfQ/s72-c/0625_michael_jackson_bn4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-867516666937036190</id><published>2009-06-25T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:06:12.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's Angel Now With the Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SkOufjEZcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Vp_E6cI_bNY/s1600-h/Farah+Fawcett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SkOufjEZcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Vp_E6cI_bNY/s320/Farah+Fawcett.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351312639259144882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending prayers and sympathy to the family and fans of the iconic Farah Fawcett.  Ms. Fawcett passed away today in a Los Angeles hospital at the age of 62.  Farah Fawcett had battled cancer.  She put up a good fight and is now at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face was so emblazoned in our minds that we felt that we knew her personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-867516666937036190?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/867516666937036190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=867516666937036190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/867516666937036190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/867516666937036190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/06/charlies-angel-now-with-angels.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Angel Now With the Angels'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SkOufjEZcrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Vp_E6cI_bNY/s72-c/Farah+Fawcett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5578005508999275681</id><published>2009-06-16T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:37:03.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel "Berry" Blessed To Have Such Wonderful Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SjfYNMdELNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_XhykDBY_Vs/s1600-h/Berry+Happy+Birthday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SjfYNMdELNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_XhykDBY_Vs/s320/Berry+Happy+Birthday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980803718786258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother-in-law, Nate, got me this beautiful cake for my birthday.  Never mind which birthday it was - that's not important.  What is important, is that we realize how blessed we are when we have good family.  He is the brother I never had and he's always there for me.  If I haven't told you lately, I appreciate you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not only smart and creative with an entrepreneurial spirit - he's also one of the nicest people on the planet.  And he grows a mighty fine garden, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Bro - you made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocha Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5578005508999275681?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5578005508999275681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5578005508999275681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5578005508999275681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5578005508999275681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-berry-blessed-to-have-such.html' title='I Feel &quot;Berry&quot; Blessed To Have Such Wonderful Family'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SjfYNMdELNI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_XhykDBY_Vs/s72-c/Berry+Happy+Birthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-2849466898119183591</id><published>2009-06-03T16:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:59:24.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give and Give Freely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SicOUQOF0YI/AAAAAAAAAr8/0y7fap52SBc/s1600-h/Martin+Luther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SicOUQOF0YI/AAAAAAAAAr8/0y7fap52SBc/s320/Martin+Luther.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343255224012624258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving doesn't have to mean giving of money or something tangible.  It can be the gift of time, a kind word, your talents to a project.  Whatever you give, give it freely and without regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Martin Luther:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The heart of the giver makes the gift dear and precious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give someone something today that is truly free - a warm smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-2849466898119183591?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2849466898119183591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=2849466898119183591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2849466898119183591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2849466898119183591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-and-give-freely.html' title='Give and Give Freely'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SicOUQOF0YI/AAAAAAAAAr8/0y7fap52SBc/s72-c/Martin+Luther.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-2991292393291854996</id><published>2009-04-27T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:57:17.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret (Anonymously Submitted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Secret &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, one friend asked another, &lt;br /&gt;"How is it that you are always so happy? &lt;br /&gt;You have so much energy, &lt;br /&gt;and you never seem to get down." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her eyes smiling, she said, &lt;br /&gt;"I know the Secret!" &lt;br /&gt;"What secret is that?" &lt;br /&gt;To which she replied, &lt;br /&gt;"I'll tell you all about it, &lt;br /&gt;but you have to promise to&lt;br /&gt;share the Secret with others." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Secret is this: &lt;br /&gt;I have learned there is little I can do&lt;br /&gt;in my life that will make me truly happy. &lt;br /&gt;I must depend on God to make &lt;br /&gt;me happy and to meet my needs. &lt;br /&gt;When a need arises in my life, &lt;br /&gt;I have to trust God to supply &lt;br /&gt;according to HIS riches.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned most of the time &lt;br /&gt;I don't need half of what I think I do. &lt;br /&gt;He has never let me down. &lt;br /&gt;Since I learned that 'Secret', I am happy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questioner's first thought was, &lt;br /&gt;"That's too simple!"&lt;br /&gt;But upon reflecting over his own life &lt;br /&gt;he recalled how he thought a bigger house &lt;br /&gt;would make him happy, but it didn't! &lt;br /&gt;He thought a better paying job&lt;br /&gt;would make him happy, but it hadn't. &lt;br /&gt;When did he realize his greatest happiness? &lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the floor with his grandchildren, &lt;br /&gt;playing games, eating pizza or reading a story, &lt;br /&gt;a simple gift from God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know it too! &lt;br /&gt;We can't depend on people to make us happy. &lt;br /&gt;Only GOD in His infinite wisdom can do that. &lt;br /&gt;Trust HIM! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I pass the Secret on to you! &lt;br /&gt;So once you get it, what will you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU have to tell someone the Secret, too! &lt;br /&gt;That GOD in His wisdom will take care of YOU!&lt;br /&gt;But it's not really a secret... &lt;br /&gt;We just have to believe it and do it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really trust God! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-2991292393291854996?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2991292393291854996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=2991292393291854996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2991292393291854996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2991292393291854996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/04/secret-anonymously-submitted.html' title='The Secret (Anonymously Submitted)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3992851319549810941</id><published>2009-04-22T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:28:36.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To All My "Sister-Friends" (author unknown)</title><content type='html'>THIS SAYS IT ALL:&lt;br /&gt;Time passes.&lt;br /&gt;Life happens.&lt;br /&gt;Distance separates.&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs come and go. Love waxes and wanes.&lt;br /&gt;Men don't do what they're supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts break. Parents die.&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues forget favors. Careers end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT....... Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how&lt;br /&gt;many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away&lt;br /&gt;than needing her can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself,&lt;br /&gt;the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,&lt;br /&gt;praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with&lt;br /&gt;open arms at the valley's end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in&lt;br /&gt;and carry you out. Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Mother-in-Laws, Grandmothers, aunties,&lt;br /&gt;nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we&lt;br /&gt;began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible&lt;br /&gt;joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we&lt;br /&gt;would need each other.  Every day, we need each other still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3992851319549810941?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3992851319549810941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3992851319549810941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3992851319549810941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3992851319549810941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-all-my-sister-friends-author-unknown.html' title='To All My &quot;Sister-Friends&quot; (author unknown)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-883874760917975464</id><published>2009-03-19T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:27:13.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbulent Times (by Pastor Ray Dare)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What To Do In Turbulent Times &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Pastor Ray Dare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has difficulty in life.  Trouble is a part of life.  You will have difficulties.  Few people faced the difficulties that Paul did in life.  Yet he learned to grow through his problems.  2 Corinthians 6:4 says, "In everything we do we show that we are God's servants, by enduring troubles, hardships and difficulties with great patience."  You show what kind of Christian you are by the way you respond to problems.  If you cop out, complain, gripe and run from difficulty, you're not a very mature person either spiritually or emotionally.  But if you learn from difficulty, you just keep growing and growing.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you face difficulties in life?  Romans 5:3-4 says, "We can rejoice when we run into problems and trials for we know ... they help us learn to be patient.  And patience develops strength of character in us and helps us trust God more each time..."  The result?  God wants you to learn something.  That's the whole purpose for the problems and difficulties you're facing.  Every storm is a school.  Every trial is a teacher.  God wants to teach you through your troubles.  Every difficulty is for your development.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Most of us are slow learners.  Most of us have had to learn something more than once.  If you don't learn something, God will bring it again in your life.  It will come back.  See, when you go through situations in life, those difficult times, what happens to you is not nearly as important as what happens in you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You're going to be hurt many times in life because life is not fair.  It just isn't.  People are going to disappoint you.  You will have problems, difficulties and hurts that will make you bitter or better.  You will either grow up or give up.  You'll either become what God wants you to be or you will shrivel and your heart will become cold and hard.  It's your choice.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some of you are facing some major problems right now and you're getting discouraged. Everything seems to be going wrong.  The bad things seem to be outweighing the good things in your life right now.  God wants to say to you, "Fear not, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed. I am your God. I will strengthen you; I will help you; I will uphold you with my victorious right hand." Isaiah 41:10 (Living)  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Psalms 4:1 says, "Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness, you have enlarged me when I was in distress..."  I want to call your attention to that phrase: "you have enlarged me when I was in distress."   In your difficult times, in the storms of life, when things aren't going good, that's when God enlarges you.  He can enlarge your vision, and He can enlarge your confidence, your strength and your commitment to Him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Turbulent times are no time to blame God, whine, cry, say, "Why me, God?" and get bitter.  It's no time for that.  It's time to get better.  It's time to be more devoted to God; to turn your attention toward God.  Many times the struggle is what gives us strength.  In your struggle, in your difficulty, don't run away from God.  Use your adversity as a stepping stone to get you closer into God.  Realize that God is taking you to a whole new level in your Christian walk; to a whole new area in your ministry.  Turn your attention toward God.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Ray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-883874760917975464?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/883874760917975464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=883874760917975464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/883874760917975464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/883874760917975464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/03/turbulent-times-by-pastor-ray-dare.html' title='Turbulent Times (by Pastor Ray Dare)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6483695693936481419</id><published>2009-03-06T08:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:36:07.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Us Be Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcel Proust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6483695693936481419?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6483695693936481419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6483695693936481419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6483695693936481419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6483695693936481419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-us-be-grateful.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Let Us Be Grateful&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3873574233580616141</id><published>2009-02-07T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:51:17.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Bulletin Bloopers (Author Anonymous)</title><content type='html'>The Fasting &amp; Prayer Conference includes meals. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The sermon this morning: 'Jesus Walks on the Water.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sermon tonight: 'Searching for Jesus.'&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house.. Bring your husbands.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community. Smile at someone who is hard to love. Say 'Hell' to someone who doesn't care much about you. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help. &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;Miss Charlene Mason sang 'I will not pass this way again,' giving obvious pleasure to the congregation.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Next Thursday there will be tryouts for the choir.   They need all  the help they can get.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church.   So ends a friendship that began in their school days.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall.  Music will follow.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be 'What Is  Hell?'   Come early and listen to our choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Scouts are saving aluminium cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind.   They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park across from the Church.   Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin..&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ladies Bible Study will be held Thursday morning at 10 AM.    All ladies are invited to lunch in the Fellowship Hall after the B. S. is done.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the Congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM.    Please use the back door.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church &lt;br /&gt;basement Friday at 7 PM.   The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church.   Please use large double door at the side entrance. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3873574233580616141?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3873574233580616141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3873574233580616141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3873574233580616141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3873574233580616141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/02/church-bulletin-bloopers-author.html' title='Church Bulletin Bloopers (Author Anonymous)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4648741651776934085</id><published>2009-02-06T12:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:37:53.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Valentine - Thanks, Aunt Lynette</title><content type='html'>For God so loVed the world,&lt;br /&gt;           That He gAve&lt;br /&gt;                 His onLy&lt;br /&gt;                BegottEn&lt;br /&gt;                      SoN&lt;br /&gt;                          That whosoever&lt;br /&gt;           Believeth In Him&lt;br /&gt;              Should Not perish,&lt;br /&gt;            But have Everlasting life."&lt;br /&gt;                                            John 3:16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4648741651776934085?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4648741651776934085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4648741651776934085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4648741651776934085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4648741651776934085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/02/early-valentine-thanks-aunt-lynette.html' title='Early Valentine - Thanks, Aunt Lynette'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7372202669010423095</id><published>2009-02-01T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:10:08.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer Hudson Blew The Roof Off The Super Bowl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SYaON8r1wrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zE9avTC-JlU/s1600-h/news.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SYaON8r1wrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zE9avTC-JlU/s320/news.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298078381927416498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go.  God Bless you, Jennifer.  Her performance was so emotional.  She has been through such a devastating loss - mother, brother and nephew - GOD is GOOD ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, she seemed a little unsure as to whether or not she was ready but once she opened her mouth, the Lord took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go, girl!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending much love and prayers to Ms. Hudson.  The girl's got talent!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7372202669010423095?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7372202669010423095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7372202669010423095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7372202669010423095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7372202669010423095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/02/jennifer-hudson-blew-roof-off-super.html' title='Jennifer Hudson Blew The Roof Off The Super Bowl!'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SYaON8r1wrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zE9avTC-JlU/s72-c/news.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-834203691055321692</id><published>2009-01-26T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:20:19.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Cleaning for 2009 (Author Unknown)</title><content type='html'>Last Week I threw out worrying, it was getting old and in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kept me from being me; I couldn't do things God's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw out a book on MY PAST&lt;br /&gt;(Didn't have time to read it anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replaced it with NEW GOALS, started reading it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw out hate and bad memories,&lt;br /&gt;(Remember how I treasured them so)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me a NEW PHILOSOPHY too, threw out the one from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought in some new books too, called I CAN, I WILL, and I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threw out I might, I think and I ought.&lt;br /&gt;WOW, you should've seen the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across an OLD FRIEND, I hadn't talked to in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is GOD the Father, and I really like His style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He helped me to do some cleaning and added some things Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like PRAYER, HOPE, FAITH and LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I placed them right on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up this special thing and placed it at the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND IT- it’s called PEACE. Nothing gets me down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've got my house looking nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks good around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For things like Worry and Trouble there just isn't any space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to do a little house cleaning,&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of the things on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure makes things brighter; maybe you should TRY IT YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTHOR UNKNOWN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-834203691055321692?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/834203691055321692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=834203691055321692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/834203691055321692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/834203691055321692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/house-cleaning-for-2009-author-unknown.html' title='House Cleaning for 2009 (Author Unknown)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3048198005602576461</id><published>2009-01-21T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:33:17.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless Our President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SXeiowvBhBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/XbgVOSkV3tI/s1600-h/b-Obama-jpeg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SXeiowvBhBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/XbgVOSkV3tI/s320/b-Obama-jpeg.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293878708157907986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord watch over, guide and protect President Obama and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.  All the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3048198005602576461?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3048198005602576461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3048198005602576461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3048198005602576461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3048198005602576461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/god-bless-our-president.html' title='God Bless Our President'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SXeiowvBhBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/XbgVOSkV3tI/s72-c/b-Obama-jpeg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3617925616482338164</id><published>2009-01-09T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:17:13.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.D. Jakes' - "Not Easily Broken" - in Theaters January 9, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWcH8Yj9yrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bLBct7eeMCU/s1600-h/PK-02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWcH8Yj9yrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bLBct7eeMCU/s320/PK-02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289205021336783538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWcH0rfyVTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/p56sLNTKEEM/s1600-h/PK-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWcH0rfyVTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/p56sLNTKEEM/s320/PK-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289204888980575538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's support this message film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3617925616482338164?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3617925616482338164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3617925616482338164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3617925616482338164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3617925616482338164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/td-jakes-not-easily-broken-in-theaters.html' title='T.D. Jakes&apos; - &quot;Not Easily Broken&quot; - in Theaters January 9, 2009'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWcH8Yj9yrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bLBct7eeMCU/s72-c/PK-02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5881776222592871169</id><published>2009-01-08T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:35:49.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouraging Words From New Community Church, Antelope, CA</title><content type='html'>Why Is This Happening To Me?&lt;br /&gt;by Pastor Ray Dare (copyrighted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you become a believer, God uses everything that happens in your life. God doesn't cause everything, but God will use everything that happens to you to help grow you.  "For those who love God everything that happens fits into a pattern for good.  For God...chose us to bear the family likeness of his Son...."  Romans 8:28-29 (Ph).   One of the most common ways God grows you is through problems. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How do you know if you are growing spiritually?  You learn to trust God through a problem.  You trust God in spite of the circumstances.  You don't demand explanations because there are some things that we will never understand on this side of eternity.  In the Bible, there's a book called Job.  It's all about one thing: Will a person continue to trust God if he loses everything; If everything goes wrong in his life?  Job's answer was a resounding, "Yes!".   But allow me to make this personal - would you?  Would you continue to trust God if everything went wrong in your life? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There's a story in the Bible about the disciples of Christ going through a terrible storm.  After Jesus calmed the stormed He turned to His disciples and asked, "Don't you have faith in me yet?"  The fact is, you will go through some storms in life.  You're going to lose loved ones.  You may lose a job, your marriage, your health.  But will you continue to trust God in spite of the circumstances? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That's what spiritual maturity and faith really are: Facing the facts without getting discouraged by them.   Faith is not the absence of problems or pretending that everything's great, when it's not.  Faith is facing the facts without losing your confidence in God.  This is the ultimate test of spiritual maturity.  It is the point of surrender - you give up control.  Part of that trust is realizing the fact that God doesn't always deliver you from the problems of life, but He always has a greater plan beyond them.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;God has a purpose behind every problem.  "For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all." 2 Corinthians 4:17   He uses circumstances to develop our character.  In fact, God depends on circumstances to mold us into Christ-likeness even more than the Bible, because we experience them 24 hours a day.  Even if you read your Bible an hour a day, it would still leave 23 hours of circumstances for God to use.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life is a school and problems are the curriculum.  Every time you solve one problem, another one is waiting to take its place.  Not all of them are big, but all are significant in God's growth process for you.  If you are facing trouble right now don't ask, "Why?"  ask "What?"   Not "Why me?"  Instead ask, "What do you want me to learn?"  Then trust God and keep on doing what's right.  Never give up - but allow God to grow you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Protected&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5881776222592871169?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5881776222592871169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5881776222592871169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5881776222592871169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5881776222592871169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/encouraging-words-from-new-community.html' title='Encouraging Words From New Community Church, Antelope, CA'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-835181222745561335</id><published>2009-01-06T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:03:48.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWQ3qKXqq7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/0bPX2PMg2K8/s1600-h/Puffy+Holiday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWQ3qKXqq7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/0bPX2PMg2K8/s320/Puffy+Holiday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288413059917458354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Puffster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-835181222745561335?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/835181222745561335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=835181222745561335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/835181222745561335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/835181222745561335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWQ3qKXqq7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/0bPX2PMg2K8/s72-c/Puffy+Holiday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7886001773133516336</id><published>2009-01-06T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:51:00.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings Just Got Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWQ0rYYrduI/AAAAAAAAAi8/q1b5NEr1THE/s1600-h/Espresso+Yourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWQ0rYYrduI/AAAAAAAAAi8/q1b5NEr1THE/s320/Espresso+Yourself.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288409782324786914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew and his wife got me this cool new espresso maker for Christmas.  Once I learn how to make the perfect cup, I'm inviting everyone over for a morning coffee break :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7886001773133516336?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7886001773133516336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7886001773133516336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7886001773133516336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7886001773133516336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/mornings-just-got-better.html' title='Mornings Just Got Better'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWQ0rYYrduI/AAAAAAAAAi8/q1b5NEr1THE/s72-c/Espresso+Yourself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-747037007160488700</id><published>2009-01-06T14:46:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:48:52.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfx6_7gDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uYdSFHR5nqo/s1600-h/Tall+Vase+with+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfx6_7gDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uYdSFHR5nqo/s320/Tall+Vase+with+Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288316436207075378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfmVtOkFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Oismhj5Hhds/s1600-h/Friendship+Bouqet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfmVtOkFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Oismhj5Hhds/s320/Friendship+Bouqet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288316237217960018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfgw_qcYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6TA5NRRccic/s1600-h/A+Rose+By+Any+Name.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfgw_qcYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6TA5NRRccic/s320/A+Rose+By+Any+Name.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288316141463826818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfYgZBLlI/AAAAAAAAAh0/F1DI2Km9_Po/s1600-h/New+Year+Get+Well.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfYgZBLlI/AAAAAAAAAh0/F1DI2Km9_Po/s320/New+Year+Get+Well.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288315999567818322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-747037007160488700?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/747037007160488700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=747037007160488700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/747037007160488700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/747037007160488700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-tuesday_06.html' title='Happy Tuesday'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWPfx6_7gDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uYdSFHR5nqo/s72-c/Tall+Vase+with+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4921985724339711060</id><published>2009-01-06T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:46:16.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4921985724339711060?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4921985724339711060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4921985724339711060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4921985724339711060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4921985724339711060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-tuesday.html' title='Happy Tuesday'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8336269624714383581</id><published>2009-01-05T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:50:30.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Heals, Prayer Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKoo8tPQ2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/S3hrE23Ye9M/s1600-h/Edible+Arrangement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKoo8tPQ2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/S3hrE23Ye9M/s320/Edible+Arrangement.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287974333930488674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKohIa3GQI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FuN6W0fSwS8/s1600-h/Bird+of+Paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKohIa3GQI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FuN6W0fSwS8/s320/Bird+of+Paradise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287974199635679490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKoYG27OWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/keIvcklPj84/s1600-h/Get+Well+Roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKoYG27OWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/keIvcklPj84/s320/Get+Well+Roses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287974044597696866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, friends and family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Day Six after my surgery.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mending slowly and grateful for your prayers, cards, flowers, well-wishes and warm thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will write more later as my strength builds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and God's Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8336269624714383581?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8336269624714383581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8336269624714383581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8336269624714383581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8336269624714383581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2009/01/god-heals.html' title='God Heals, Prayer Works'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SWKoo8tPQ2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/S3hrE23Ye9M/s72-c/Edible+Arrangement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7389531881124969197</id><published>2008-12-25T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:58:03.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God empties himself&lt;br /&gt;Of God to become human&lt;br /&gt;Here, now, among us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Forrest A. Hainline III&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7389531881124969197?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7389531881124969197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7389531881124969197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7389531881124969197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7389531881124969197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5589919054904381841</id><published>2008-12-19T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:47:28.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Does Not Write Books by Forrest A. Hainline III</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God Does Not Write Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forrest Hainline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not write books&lt;br /&gt;But God's hot breath inspires our&lt;br /&gt;Poems, songs and cool jazz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5589919054904381841?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5589919054904381841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5589919054904381841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5589919054904381841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5589919054904381841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-does-not-write-books-by-forrest.html' title='God Does Not Write Books by Forrest A. Hainline III'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8554811044433023695</id><published>2008-12-15T16:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:12:44.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Psalm to Cinquain</title><content type='html'>From Psalm to Cinquain&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Light&lt;br /&gt;My light&lt;br /&gt;My salvation&lt;br /&gt;Lord, the strength of my life&lt;br /&gt;Facing wars and armies I’m not&lt;br /&gt;Afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;©2008 Forrest Hainline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8554811044433023695?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8554811044433023695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8554811044433023695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8554811044433023695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8554811044433023695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-psalm-to-cinquain.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Psalm to Cinquain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-59398423864979746</id><published>2008-12-11T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:52:59.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Snowed in Texas Last Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SUF9mZIF8uI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ax4TpVazG0c/s1600-h/Micah+402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SUF9mZIF8uI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ax4TpVazG0c/s320/Micah+402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278638336788263650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SUF9iW0p6xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/X1xOqVMLJaQ/s1600-h/Texas+Snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SUF9iW0p6xI/AAAAAAAAAc8/X1xOqVMLJaQ/s320/Texas+Snow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278638267450387218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves the people of Texas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, He even dropped a little flurry on Houston and the outlying suburbs last night just to add a little holiday cheer.  Plenty of folks could use it after the beating they took from Hurricane Ike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Is Good All The Time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-59398423864979746?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/59398423864979746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=59398423864979746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/59398423864979746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/59398423864979746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-snowed-in-texas-last-night.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;It Snowed in &lt;em&gt;Texas&lt;/em&gt; Last Night!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SUF9mZIF8uI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ax4TpVazG0c/s72-c/Micah+402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6235644122470439297</id><published>2008-12-09T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:27:07.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Cathedral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/ST7-vbYqdSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Urov8MAIeMA/s1600-h/Ginger+Cathedral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/ST7-vbYqdSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Urov8MAIeMA/s320/Ginger+Cathedral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277935904083309858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made by the Pastry Chefs at Le Meridien Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Meridien Hotel&lt;br /&gt;333 Battery Street&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco, CA 94111&lt;br /&gt;(415) 296-2900&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6235644122470439297?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6235644122470439297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6235644122470439297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6235644122470439297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6235644122470439297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/12/gingerbread-cathedral.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Gingerbread Cathedral&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/ST7-vbYqdSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Urov8MAIeMA/s72-c/Ginger+Cathedral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-57835686061438800</id><published>2008-12-03T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:39:31.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You God - From my Cousin Lillie in North Carolina</title><content type='html'>DEAR GOD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank You for what you have already done. I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me; I am thanking you right now.. I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears ; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until my financial situation improves; I am going to thank you right now. I am not going to wait until the children are asleep and the house is quiet; I am going to thank you right now. I am not going to wait until I get promoted at work or until I get the job; I am going to thank you right now. I am not going to wait until I understand every experience in my life that has caused me pain or grief; I am thanking you right now. I am not going to wait until the journey gets easier or the challenges are removed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you right now. I am thanking you because I am alive. I am thanking you because I made it through the day's difficulties. I am thanking you because I have walked around the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I have the ability and the opportunity to do more and do better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thanking you because FATHER, YOU haven't given up on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-57835686061438800?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/57835686061438800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=57835686061438800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/57835686061438800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/57835686061438800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-god-from-my-cousin-lillie-in.html' title='Thank You God - From my Cousin Lillie in North Carolina'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7705201917731015162</id><published>2008-11-28T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:55:10.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 New Units for Senior Residents in the San Francisco Bayview Hunter's Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiW8DVoqI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LqVWeCAtYuQ/s1600-h/Providence+Housing+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiW8DVoqI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LqVWeCAtYuQ/s320/Providence+Housing+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273752941123445410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiI8qrTeI/AAAAAAAAAa8/flcoWqYsjAM/s1600-h/Providence+Housing+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiI8qrTeI/AAAAAAAAAa8/flcoWqYsjAM/s320/Providence+Housing+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273752700770274786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiBWaDx1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/TRFHocfoVQE/s1600-h/Providence+Pastor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiBWaDx1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/TRFHocfoVQE/s320/Providence+Pastor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273752570240943954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverend Calvin Jones and the Providence Baptist Church celebrated the opening of 50-brand new housing units for seniors in the Bayview-Hunter's Point Community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was food, fun, festivity and a whole lotta praying going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Reverend Jones and his congregation for the wonderful work they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providence Baptist Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.providencecares.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photos Courtesy of Edward Miller Photography, 510-237-0479.  All rights protected.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7705201917731015162?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7705201917731015162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7705201917731015162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7705201917731015162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7705201917731015162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/11/50-new-units-for-senior-residents-in.html' title='50 New Units for Senior Residents in the San Francisco Bayview Hunter&apos;s Point'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/STAiW8DVoqI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LqVWeCAtYuQ/s72-c/Providence+Housing+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1954353738184663954</id><published>2008-11-27T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:26:25.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks for Friends</title><content type='html'>The Bible tells us that to have a friend, we must be a friend.  I woke up this morning.  That's the first thing I'm thankful for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my right mind (somewhat - LOL), that's the second thing for which I'm thankful.   And, of course, my family woke up with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my "cousin" Sandy who was making gumbo today and asked her to save me a bowl.  And, boy, was I thankful that she said "sure."  I haven't had gumbo in over a year.  My mother-in-law is like the "Queen of Gumbo," but since she retired out-of-state, I don't get to enjoy it very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the dishwasher and then threw a load of clothes in the washing machine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured myself a nice hot cup of coffee.  This morning I used soy today instead of Coffeemate because it's supposed to be good for you.  I was thankful that I had soy because with the rising cost of everything, so many people don't  have milk or coffee or sugar or even a home.  So, I was thankful for that cup o'joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as always, I turned on the computer to check my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a beautiful ecard waiting for me from my friend Sue Ann who lives up north.  It brought tears to my eyes.  Sue Ann and I met years ago when we worked for the same company.  We clicked instantly (I think it's our Southern roots) and we've been friends ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so much to be thankful for - the least of which is our friends, both near and far.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a friend's day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1954353738184663954?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1954353738184663954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1954353738184663954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1954353738184663954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1954353738184663954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-thanks-for-friends.html' title='Give Thanks for Friends'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7156912279054298007</id><published>2008-11-26T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:37:13.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mama</title><content type='html'>Mama, I can't believe that today marks one full year since you've been gone. It feels like yesterday you were here. Your presence is everywhere and in almost everything I do. There are so many things I want to tell you. At least once every two weeks, the telephone will ring and for a fleeting moment, I think it's you calling. I hope you know how much John, Simone and I truly loved you. I appreciate what good care you took of Daddy. I visit your grave and remember that you and Daddy are side-by-side, together again. I know you are at peace. No more suffering. I am so happy that we were able to share moments of prayer and I miss calling you on Sunday morning to tell you to turn on Joel Osteen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank you so much for your legacy. Please give Daddy a kiss and tell him that the economy is horrible right now, so I always remember what he used to tell me to "keep what you got, til you get what you want, and then you'll have what you need." (smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and think of you every day,&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;Dotson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7156912279054298007?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7156912279054298007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7156912279054298007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7156912279054298007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7156912279054298007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-mama.html' title='Dear Mama'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-191045546905163628</id><published>2008-11-20T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:55:49.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings to First AME Church, Oakland - FAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SSWyouMUrkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/rttdQamxemY/s1600-h/Dignitaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SSWyouMUrkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/rttdQamxemY/s320/Dignitaries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270815351571263042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First AME Church in Oakland celebrated its 50th Anniversary over the weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;Congresswoman Barbara Lee, Dr. J. Alfred Smith were among the award winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First AME Church is located at 530 37th St,Oakland, CA 94609,(510) 655-1527.&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Dr. Harold R. Mayberry is the Senior Pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan a visit to this historic church.  You will be blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-191045546905163628?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/191045546905163628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=191045546905163628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/191045546905163628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/191045546905163628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessings-to-first-ame-church-oakland.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Blessings to First AME Church, Oakland - FAME&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SSWyouMUrkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/rttdQamxemY/s72-c/Dignitaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-2008029229268843680</id><published>2008-11-12T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:20:15.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat The Children Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The heart of a child is the most precious of God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never break it. At all costs, never break it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      -- Joseph L. Whitten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-2008029229268843680?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2008029229268843680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=2008029229268843680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2008029229268843680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2008029229268843680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/11/treat-children-well.html' title='Treat The Children Well'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-174523492928709119</id><published>2008-11-11T11:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:07:56.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you hugged your child today?</title><content type='html'>I just left an appointment at Children's Hospital with my  daughter. We were there for an upper GI series, which seems at this point, to mean that she has reflux. Phew! That is a blessing believe it or not. There are SO many sick children and the voter's initiative to provide more funding to Children's Hospital was not approved by the voters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the past 10 days, two of my friends have lost their children to tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to take time to today to give God a great big 'thank you' for children (whether they're yours or just children in your neighborhood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best things in life are free - hug a child today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-174523492928709119?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/174523492928709119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=174523492928709119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/174523492928709119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/174523492928709119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-hugged-your-child-today_11.html' title='Have you hugged your child today?'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1298670657609622358</id><published>2008-10-23T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:42:05.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Peter Piper Were Picking Pumpkins Instead of Peppers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SQD9tD71JwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0E6nklQZ9aI/s1600-h/Pumpkins+and+Fruit+Sept+2008+Cohn-Stone+Studios+Richmond+CA+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SQD9tD71JwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0E6nklQZ9aI/s320/Pumpkins+and+Fruit+Sept+2008+Cohn-Stone+Studios+Richmond+CA+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260483315360933634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SQD9mb5xmEI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vwgNjdpiwbw/s1600-h/Cohn-Stone+Studios+Fall+Pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SQD9mb5xmEI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vwgNjdpiwbw/s320/Cohn-Stone+Studios+Fall+Pumpkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260483201535678530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For details, call 510-234-9690&lt;br /&gt;www.cohnstone.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email:&lt;br /&gt;cohnstone@sbcglobal.net.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1298670657609622358?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1298670657609622358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1298670657609622358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1298670657609622358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1298670657609622358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-peter-piper-were-picking-pumpkins.html' title='If Peter Piper Were Picking Pumpkins Instead of Peppers'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SQD9tD71JwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0E6nklQZ9aI/s72-c/Pumpkins+and+Fruit+Sept+2008+Cohn-Stone+Studios+Richmond+CA+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7090244219326970462</id><published>2008-10-20T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:35:51.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lordy, Lord, Look Who's 40!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SPzro5MQgrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JOqCoTcHpfQ/s1600-h/40+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SPzro5MQgrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JOqCoTcHpfQ/s320/40+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259337552641426098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time last night "roasting" and celebrating with Big Mike. The theme for the night was "40 Years of Foolishness." Michael Pritchard summed it up best during his speech directed to the "Birthday Boy," when he said that money comes and money goes - success is great - but people are what really matter. It was so wonderful celebrating with the folks who were there to honor "Big Mike," both in body and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 40 more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. "Shoo Doo Fufu Oooh," by Lenny Williams ;0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7090244219326970462?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7090244219326970462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7090244219326970462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7090244219326970462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7090244219326970462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/lordy-lord-look-whos-40.html' title='Lordy, Lord, Look Who&apos;s 40!!'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SPzro5MQgrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JOqCoTcHpfQ/s72-c/40+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4796831186121279387</id><published>2008-10-17T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:14:49.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP, Levi Stubbs</title><content type='html'>Sad news for all us "OGs" (original God-fearing people). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Tops lead singer Levi Stubbs,died today at age72.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reportedly, Stubbs had been ill and died in his sleep at home in Detroit.  Stubbs was featured on such hits as "Baby I Need Your Loving,""Reach Out (I'll Be There)" and "I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch.)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4796831186121279387?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4796831186121279387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4796831186121279387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4796831186121279387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4796831186121279387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/rip-levi-stubbs.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;RIP, Levi Stubbs&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6807190308396701030</id><published>2008-10-15T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:55:29.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"We want you to know, brothers and sisters, about the grace of God that has been granted."--2 Corinthians 8:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6807190308396701030?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6807190308396701030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6807190308396701030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6807190308396701030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6807190308396701030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1493070910060657863</id><published>2008-10-10T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:32:49.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO-fyHSMw-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/C7C8Mratons/s1600-h/God%27s+Art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO-fyHSMw-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/C7C8Mratons/s320/God%27s+Art.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255594973462316002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.godsart.biz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;925-705-2924&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1493070910060657863?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1493070910060657863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1493070910060657863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1493070910060657863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1493070910060657863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-art.html' title='God&apos;s Art'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO-fyHSMw-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/C7C8Mratons/s72-c/God%27s+Art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-9039223868211873653</id><published>2008-10-10T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:59:53.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scolded For Love - Mark 14:4-5 </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Scolded for Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Some of the followers there saw this. They became upset and&lt;br /&gt;complained to each other. They said, "Why waste that perfume?&lt;br /&gt;That perfume was worth a full year's work. It could be sold&lt;br /&gt;and the money could be given to poor people." And they&lt;br /&gt;criticized the woman strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marsha, thanks for always sharing and encouraging others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, J! &lt;/strong&gt; May you be blessed abundantly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-9039223868211873653?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/9039223868211873653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=9039223868211873653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/9039223868211873653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/9039223868211873653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/scolded-for-love-mark-144-5.html' title='Scolded For Love - &lt;em&gt;Mark 14:4-5 &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-254207951652042159</id><published>2008-10-09T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:28:56.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters (Author Undetermined)</title><content type='html'>The following "poem" was allegedly written by Maya Angelou.  However, I don't think it sounds like her.  Nonetheless, my friend Liebchen shared it with me and I'm sharing it with you.  Whomever the author - I like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hater is someone who is jealous and envious and spends all their time trying to make you look small so they can look tall.&lt;br /&gt;They are very negative people to say the least. Nothing is ever good enough!&lt;br /&gt;When you make your mark, you will always attract some haters. That’s why you have to be careful with whom you share your blessings and your dreams, because some folk can’t handle seeing you blessed. It’s dangerous to be like somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;If God wanted you to be like somebody else, He would have given you what He gave them! Right? You never know what people have gone through to get what they have.&lt;br /&gt;The problem I have with haters is that they see my glory, but they don’t know my story. If the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, you can rest assured that the water bill is higher there too!&lt;br /&gt;We’ve all got some haters among us! People envy you because you can: &lt;br /&gt;Have a relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;Light up a room when you walk in&lt;br /&gt;Start your own business&lt;br /&gt;Tell a man / woman to hit the curb (if he / she isn’t about the right thing)&lt;br /&gt;Raise your children without both parents being in the home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haters can’t stand to see you happy, Haters will never want to see you succeed, Haters never want you to get the victory, most of our haters are people who are supposed to be on our side. How do you handle your undercover haters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can handle these haters by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Knowing who you are &amp; who your true friends are *(VERY IMPORTANT!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Having a purpose to your life? Purpose does not mean having a job. You can have a job and still be unfulfilled. A purpose is having a clear sense of what God has called you to be. Your purpose is not defined by what others think about you.&lt;br /&gt;3. By remembering what you have is by divine prerogative and not human manipulation. Fulfill your dreams! You only have one life to live…when its your time to leave this earth, you ‘want’ to be able to say, ‘I’ve lived my life and fulfilled ‘my’ dreams. Now I’m ready to go home! When God gives you favor, you can tell your haters, ‘Don’t look at me…Look at Who is in charge of me.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-254207951652042159?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/254207951652042159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=254207951652042159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/254207951652042159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/254207951652042159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/haters-author-undetermined.html' title='Haters (Author Undetermined)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4082952119038650460</id><published>2008-10-09T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:08:49.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO5y2s7KDCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/h41vmoG9kRs/s1600-h/Embarcadero+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO5y2s7KDCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/h41vmoG9kRs/s320/Embarcadero+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255264099285732386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a gorgeous day in the City today.  People bustling about and the Blue Angels flying overhead.  If you have to work, what a great place to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4082952119038650460?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4082952119038650460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4082952119038650460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4082952119038650460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4082952119038650460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-beautiful-day-in-neighborhood.html' title='It&apos;s a Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO5y2s7KDCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/h41vmoG9kRs/s72-c/Embarcadero+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7722232333515006676</id><published>2008-10-08T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:48:10.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Spoonful of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO04ogNr3eI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q7ViZGRTQ2Y/s1600-h/Sprinkles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO04ogNr3eI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q7ViZGRTQ2Y/s320/Sprinkles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254918608704495074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7722232333515006676?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7722232333515006676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7722232333515006676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7722232333515006676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7722232333515006676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-spoonful-of-sugar-helps-medicine.html' title='Just A Spoonful of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SO04ogNr3eI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q7ViZGRTQ2Y/s72-c/Sprinkles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7282049868714395635</id><published>2008-10-07T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:44:55.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for the Day (thanks, Lynette)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;God's love doesn't seek value; it creates it. &lt;br /&gt;It's not because we have value that we are loved, but because we're&lt;br /&gt;loved that we have value.&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have to prove yourself -- ever. That's taken care of."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Sloane Coffin, Jr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7282049868714395635?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7282049868714395635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7282049868714395635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7282049868714395635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7282049868714395635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/quote-for-day-thanks-lynette.html' title='Quote for the Day (thanks, Lynette)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7222682994714242999</id><published>2008-10-07T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:46:58.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It Just Looks Like We're Not Hurting" by Terrie Williams</title><content type='html'>Ms. B - thanks for the tip on this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It Just Looks Like We're Not Hurting" by Terry Williams&lt;br /&gt;Hardcover: 368 pages&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Scribner (January 8, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-10: 0743298829&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-0743298827&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7222682994714242999?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7222682994714242999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7222682994714242999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7222682994714242999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7222682994714242999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-just-looks-like-were-not-hurting-by.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;It Just Looks Like We&apos;re Not Hurting&quot; by Terrie Williams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-213623494604824198</id><published>2008-10-02T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:51:12.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Strength Of A Woman," The Phyllis Hyman Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOUYCdW0ypI/AAAAAAAAAVU/xkLQZJSJCTw/s1600-h/COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOUYCdW0ypI/AAAAAAAAAVU/xkLQZJSJCTw/s320/COVER.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252630970916719250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jason A. Michael - is now on sale.  Available at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.phyllishymanstory.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis Hyman (July 6, 1949 - June 30, 1995) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A superb singing talent and Tony-nominated actress, took her own life by drug overdose on June 30, 1995.  While incredibly beautiful and gifted, those close to Ms. Hyman, and those not so close, knew that she battled mental illness and subsequent drug abuse for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, no one has bothered to honor her life and legacy, as well as, shed light on the serious issues of mental illness (in particular, bi-polar disorder), as Jason A. Michael has in this book.  Mr. Michael tells the story - no holds barred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental illness is real and affects &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;strong&gt;This book is a must read, especially for African Americans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Own it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-213623494604824198?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/213623494604824198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=213623494604824198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/213623494604824198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/213623494604824198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/strength-of-woman-phyllis-hyman-story.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Strength Of A Woman,&quot; The Phyllis Hyman Story&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOUYCdW0ypI/AAAAAAAAAVU/xkLQZJSJCTw/s72-c/COVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6727305888400551214</id><published>2008-10-01T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:41:51.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Palace In The Haze" by San Francisco artist, Greg Gandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOP8pAI6uEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YVPAR-V0XTU/s1600-h/Palace_in_the_Haze_24inx30in_oil_on_Panel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOP8pAI6uEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YVPAR-V0XTU/s320/Palace_in_the_Haze_24inx30in_oil_on_Panel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252319371786369090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Palace in the Haze” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24x30 in oil on panel.  Available at the John Pence gallery in San Francisco and online atL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; www.greggandy.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank God for Art!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6727305888400551214?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6727305888400551214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6727305888400551214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6727305888400551214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6727305888400551214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/palace-in-haze-by-san-francisco-artist.html' title='&quot;Palace In The Haze&quot; by San Francisco artist, Greg Gandy'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOP8pAI6uEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YVPAR-V0XTU/s72-c/Palace_in_the_Haze_24inx30in_oil_on_Panel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7087192517107600499</id><published>2008-10-01T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:35:46.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of the Ducks</title><content type='html'>Today my prayer is personal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask the Lord to protect me from being "pecked to death by ducks."  I once heard the famed poet/author Maya Angelou, speak many years ago on "Oprah" about being "&lt;em&gt;pecked to death by ducks&lt;/em&gt;."  She used this phrase to describe people who make it their business to tear you apart, piece by piece.  If we do not hold strong to our faith and remain centered, we can easily fall prey to these often subtle attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a great day - and Watch Out for the Ducks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7087192517107600499?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7087192517107600499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7087192517107600499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7087192517107600499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7087192517107600499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/10/beware-of-ducks.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Beware of the Ducks&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8631819293753445103</id><published>2008-09-30T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:43:27.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians  1-13</title><content type='html'>Love (1 Corinthians 1-13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although&lt;br /&gt;I speak in tongues&lt;br /&gt;Of women and angels&lt;br /&gt;I’m just sounding brass and cymbals&lt;br /&gt;Without&lt;br /&gt;Love, love&lt;br /&gt;That has in mind&lt;br /&gt;No evil, and sees as&lt;br /&gt;A child sees, with faith to move the&lt;br /&gt;Mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;© 2008 Forrest Hainline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8631819293753445103?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8631819293753445103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8631819293753445103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8631819293753445103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8631819293753445103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-corinthians-1-13.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians  1-13&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8900950950370735205</id><published>2008-09-26T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:20:59.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven's Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heaven’s Bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked&lt;br /&gt;And quails appeared&lt;br /&gt;You gave them heaven's bread&lt;br /&gt;And made water flow from the dry&lt;br /&gt;Places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;© 2008 Forrest Hainline &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Psalms to Cinquain -- Psalm 105]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8900950950370735205?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8900950950370735205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8900950950370735205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8900950950370735205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8900950950370735205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/heavens-bread.html' title='Heaven&apos;s Bread'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-669106685109612653</id><published>2008-09-24T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:22:07.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A New Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SNp3MyZBiwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/y72jp84n-FY/s1600-h/Ginger+napping+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SNp3MyZBiwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/y72jp84n-FY/s320/Ginger+napping+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249639377222601474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed last night full of angst.  Nothing I could pinpoint, just a feeling of uneasiness. . .tossed and turned all night, woke up exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought about going back to bed.  My "grown-up" self took charge and made me get dressed and out of the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One foot in front of the other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at Starbucks and got a bowl of their new oatmeal. . .it was somewhat gooey, but the toppings helped it to go down.  I don't really like oatmeal but a woman "of a certain age" must watch her cholesterol count ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway through my tall cup of Pike's Place Blend and guess what. . .I think I'm going to get through the day. . .well, at least the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for waking up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-669106685109612653?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/669106685109612653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=669106685109612653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/669106685109612653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/669106685109612653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s A New Day!'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SNp3MyZBiwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/y72jp84n-FY/s72-c/Ginger+napping+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4749106358660715218</id><published>2008-09-22T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:58:57.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry What To Say (Submitted from ATL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Worry What to Say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;em&gt;  "You will be arrested and judged. But don't worry about what&lt;br /&gt;    you should say. Say the things God gives you to say at that&lt;br /&gt;    time. It will not really be you speaking. It will be the Holy&lt;br /&gt;    Spirit speaking."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            -- Mark 13:11 (ERV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4749106358660715218?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4749106358660715218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4749106358660715218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4749106358660715218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4749106358660715218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-worry-what-to-say-submitted-from.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry What To Say (Submitted from ATL)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8768436752128568337</id><published>2008-09-19T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:01:47.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 23 For the Workplace (Thanks, Marsha)</title><content type='html'>Psalm 23 (For the Work Place) &lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my real boss, and I shall not want. He gives me peace, when chaos is all around me. He gently reminds me to pray and do all things without murmuring and complaining. He reminds me that He is my source and not my job. He restores my sanity every day and guides my decisions that I might honor Him in all that I do. Even though I face absurd amounts of e-mails, system crashes, unrealistic deadlines, budget cutbacks, gossiping co-workers, discriminating supervisors and an aging body that doesn't co-operate every morning, I still will not stop--- for He is with me! His presence, His peace, and His power will see me through. He raises me up, even when they fail to promote me. He claims me as His own, even when the company threatens to let me go. His faithfulness and love is better than any bonus check . His retirement plan beats any 401k there is! When it's all said and done, I'll be working for Him a whole lot longer and for that, I BLESS HIS NAME!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8768436752128568337?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8768436752128568337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8768436752128568337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8768436752128568337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8768436752128568337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/psalm-23-for-workplace-thanks-marsha.html' title='Psalm 23 For the Workplace (Thanks, Marsha)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6142908585990190053</id><published>2008-09-18T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:29:57.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Not For the Love of God, Where Would You or I Be?</title><content type='html'>I want to share the following true testimony which was shared with me this morning.  This comes from a very old and dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just have to tell someone about God's goodness to me this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamed as I was driving on the freeway a Cherokee Jeep came into my lane at the last minute and at that point the dream ended.  I immediately started praying and quoting warfare scriptures against the enemy for anything he was going to try to do to me and my family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pulled out of my driveway I kept declaring the word of God all the way to the Vallejo Ferry building.  Once I got out of my car and locked it, I started walking to the traffic signal.  I could see that it was green for me to walk across and people had already started across and made it.  The counter on the light read 11 when I started to proceed across the green light (thinking that I could at least walk to the middle of the traffic light and wait until it changes to green again before going the rest of the way).  Next thing you know, I paused for some reason and a car came barreling through (its red light) my green light in front of me.  He did not try to slow down or anything.  At first I could not believe my eyes and looked to make sure that his light was red, and it was.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD IT NOT BEEN FOR THE GRACE OF GOD THIS MORNING AND EVERYDAY WHERE WOULD I (YOU) BE.  His word says his angels are encamped about those who "fear" him.  He also said he would never leave us nor forsake us.  That is why I always pray that Psalms 91 be in effect (look this scripture up -- dynamic!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good and I vowed at 10 1/2 years old that I would serve the Lord and never go back.  I thank the Lord for keeping me all of these 40 1/2 some years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the hard times, it pays to serve the Lord.  He is good and his mercy endureth forever.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6142908585990190053?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6142908585990190053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6142908585990190053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6142908585990190053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6142908585990190053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-not-for-love-of-god-where-would-you.html' title='If Not For the Love of God, Where Would You or I Be?'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-751593732741257062</id><published>2008-09-10T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:24:45.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Sisters In The Lord</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Sal, Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to take a close look at herself. Not at her circumstance, not at what she did, not how unfair life is, or at who made you do it. She has to just look at herself in all her glory and imperfection. Have you ever admired a woman who has been through changes in her life? Or have you made up in your mind that she is just messed up. Before you make this mistake, take a closer look. A woman who has endured the most unusual life is someone of wisdom, someone who has been chosen by God to go through things that have made her stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the great women in the Bible: Mary Magdalene, Ruth and Naomi, the woman with an issue of blood, and Esther, to name a few. Mary was a prostitute, a very uneasy woman. But by the time Jesus was done with her, she was His closest follower. Esther was unfortunate in marrying an abusive man, but by the time God was done with her, she had married one of the wealthiest men in the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are so quick to beat the next one down instead of trying to hold her up. Before you wonder, ' What's up with her?' ask yourself, 'What's up with me?' That woman could be my mother, sister, aunt, in-law, stepmother, niece, grandmother, great-grandmother, neighbor, friend, or co-worker, etc. That woman could be ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are the carriers of life, not the channels of death. Let's build and encourage each other, as did Ruth and Naomi. Pass this to all the women in your life. Encourage and love, forgive and forget, and trust that the woman that receives this will be touched in some way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-751593732741257062?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/751593732741257062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=751593732741257062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/751593732741257062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/751593732741257062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-my-sisters-in-lord.html' title='To My Sisters In The Lord'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7753428906544634780</id><published>2008-09-10T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:18:47.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lord, Let Them Pick Up All The Trash"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This may seem silly but I put so much trash out yesterday. I was not sure the garbage people would pick it up, but they did. I am so grateful. I thought I might come home to a pile of trash. I thank God because I simply said last night, "Lord, please let them pick up the trash, all of it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by MSP in Denver - thanks for the reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7753428906544634780?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7753428906544634780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7753428906544634780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7753428906544634780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7753428906544634780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/09/lord-let-them-pick-up-all-trash.html' title='&quot;Lord, Let Them Pick Up All The Trash&quot;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7026946612972143670</id><published>2008-08-25T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:53:38.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock</title><content type='html'>I knocked at heaven's door this morning. God asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me... ' My child, what can I do for you? And I said, Father, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;protect and bless the person reading this message. ' God smiled and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answered... Request granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be kinder than necessary, for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Lynn (Author Unknown)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7026946612972143670?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7026946612972143670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7026946612972143670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7026946612972143670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7026946612972143670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/knock-knock.html' title='Knock Knock'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5693579880650973664</id><published>2008-08-22T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:01:25.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens In Heaven (Submitted from Minnesota)</title><content type='html'>I dreamed that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, 'This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel then said to me, 'This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them. 'I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. 'This is the Acknowledgment Section,' my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed 'How is it that there is no work going on here?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So sad,' the angel sighed. 'After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How does one acknowledge God's blessings?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Simple,' the angel answered. Just say, 'Thank you, Lord.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What blessings should they acknowledge? ' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you woke up this morning with more health than illness ... you are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ... you are ahead of 700 million people in the world.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you can attend a church without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death you are envied by, and more blessed than, three billion people in the world .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If your parents are still alive and still married ...you are very rare .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you're unique to all those in doubt and despair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what now? How can I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you want, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledgment Department: 'Thank you Lord, for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people to share it with.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTHOR UNKNOWN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5693579880650973664?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5693579880650973664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5693579880650973664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5693579880650973664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5693579880650973664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-happens-in-heaven-submitted-from.html' title='What Happens In Heaven (Submitted from Minnesota)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-2029886959685339618</id><published>2008-08-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:09:41.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honk, If You Love Geese ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SK8A3TO2ltI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NCT9pej89Hc/s1600-h/Geese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SK8A3TO2ltI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NCT9pej89Hc/s320/Geese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237405841710552786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I went for a "power walk" the other evening the Marina.  Okay, so it was more like a stroll.  Anyway, I think we burned a few calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stumbled upon a "gaggle of geese."  They were so calm in demanor and they let me get right up on them and take their pictures.  I had not really given much thought about geese before.  Actually, the only time I mention the word "geese" is during the holidays when I'm singing "The 12 Days of Christmas."  I tend to think of ducks more often - maybe because the Aflac duck is always in my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow. . .when I stood amongst these creatures, ready to snap my camera phone, I thought about how blessed I was to be standing, walking, talking, laughing, praying - ALIVE.  Thank God for all his creatures, big and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. . .the next time YOU stumble upon a gaggle of geese, or even one goose - remember to HONK and think of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-2029886959685339618?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2029886959685339618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=2029886959685339618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2029886959685339618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2029886959685339618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/honk-if-you-love-geese.html' title='Honk, If You Love Geese ;)'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SK8A3TO2ltI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NCT9pej89Hc/s72-c/Geese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6515950489915200210</id><published>2008-08-20T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:32:53.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Comes A Point</title><content type='html'>There comes a point in your life when you realize &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who matters, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who never did, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who won't anymore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who always will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't worry about people from your past, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6515950489915200210?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6515950489915200210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6515950489915200210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6515950489915200210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6515950489915200210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-comes-point.html' title='There Comes A Point'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1494246695553137872</id><published>2008-08-09T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:05:27.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace, "Bernie Mac"</title><content type='html'>Bernard Jeffrey McCollough, more commonly known as "Bernie Mac," died today in a Chicago hospital where he was being treated for pneumonia.  He was 50 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that "The King of Comedy" also suffered from sarcoidosis, a disease which affects pulmonary and lung fuction, and apparently  is more often diagnosed in minorities.  I understand from the news articles which I have read today that Bernie Mac had started a foundation dedicated to the research and treatment of sarcoidosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our prayers go out to his wife, daughter, granddaughter, family, friends and fans all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, but NEVER forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1494246695553137872?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1494246695553137872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1494246695553137872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1494246695553137872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1494246695553137872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/rest-in-peace-bernie-mac.html' title='Rest In Peace, &quot;Bernie Mac&quot;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7441939493965747828</id><published>2008-08-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:07:18.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature's Finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SJikzBB8JPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lyrHqW93Vi4/s1600-h/Tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SJikzBB8JPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lyrHqW93Vi4/s320/Tomato.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231112163547686130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wished I had a green thumb.  The older I get, the more I think that everyone should be able to grow something.  Well, I planted watermelon seeds two years ago and got nothing.  However, I refuse to give up.  This year, I'm going to plant watermelon seeds again and see what I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, I have wonderful friends who were indeed blessed with the gift of gardening.  Ana, my "zuchinni connection," surprised me this morning with the perfect compliment for my sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said lunch was boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7441939493965747828?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7441939493965747828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7441939493965747828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7441939493965747828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7441939493965747828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/mother-natures-finest.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mother Nature&apos;s Finest&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SJikzBB8JPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lyrHqW93Vi4/s72-c/Tomato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1891254760474736915</id><published>2008-08-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T08:37:10.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for Our Communities</title><content type='html'>"The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you are doing, someone else does."&lt;br /&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I really see the people on my block is on Saturday.  This is when I'm able to step outside and take a look at my surroundings.  Now, I don't delude myself into think this is 1960, but I still believe there are more good people in this world than bad people.  It's just that the bad people get all the press.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1891254760474736915?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1891254760474736915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1891254760474736915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1891254760474736915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1891254760474736915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-god-for-our-communities.html' title='Thank God for Our Communities'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1924871084997872839</id><published>2008-07-31T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:56:23.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Submitted Anonymously from the Rocky Mountains</title><content type='html'>When I compared my negative thoughts to God's Word, I was amazed at the differences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My thoughts tell me to give up.&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me to be committed. Matthew 5:33-37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me "I need it now!"&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me to exercise self-control. Galatians 5:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me I deserve to come first, be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me to have humility and put others first. Philippians 2:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell to get mad and hold a grudge.&lt;br /&gt;God's Word says forgive as many times as it takes. Matthew 18:21-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me to seek revenge.&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me to be a peacemaker. Romans 12:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me take all the credit.&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me to glorify Jesus Christ. John 17:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me I need to look good on the outside and no one will notice the ugly inside. &lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me to be pure on the inside and the outside won't even matter. Proverbs 31:30 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me I'm ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me I'm wonderfully made. Psalm 139:14 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me I'm all alone and no one understands me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me He will never leave me He knows the plans He has for me. Deuteronomy 31:6, Jeremiah 29:11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tell me that I'm just not good enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Word tells me that I'm His gift to the world and that I was created in His image. Psalm 127:3, Genesis 1:26&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1924871084997872839?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1924871084997872839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1924871084997872839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1924871084997872839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1924871084997872839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/submitted-anonymously-from-rocky.html' title='Submitted Anonymously from the Rocky Mountains'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5718205430589430019</id><published>2008-07-25T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:35:33.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SIoO2srhy5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/eMvx4K3fPTA/s1600-h/Designer+Chef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SIoO2srhy5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/eMvx4K3fPTA/s320/Designer+Chef.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227006650386336658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my niece is 2_ years old!!  Seems like only yesterday when she was born.  Calvin Klein jeans were all the rage then and Ms. Amber had a Calvin Klein jean diaper cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's when her taste for designer duds began.  I think she looks like an ad for "Desperate Housewives" on this picture - kind of across between Bree Vandekamp and Gabbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you. . .May the Good Lord Bless You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5718205430589430019?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5718205430589430019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5718205430589430019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5718205430589430019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5718205430589430019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SIoO2srhy5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/eMvx4K3fPTA/s72-c/Designer+Chef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1812369710528613596</id><published>2008-07-23T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:17:26.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Thankful for What You Have - Whatever You Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Keep getting up, and putting your next best foot in front of the other and things will develop.  It’s not that the Best of Life will hit you in the face but that you have to face the best of Life! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Submitted by John)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1812369710528613596?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1812369710528613596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1812369710528613596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1812369710528613596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1812369710528613596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-whatever.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Be Thankful for What You Have - Whatever You Have&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8596072822231507804</id><published>2008-07-22T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:31:57.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Peace A Chance</title><content type='html'>This was submitted to me from a friend in Italy.  I have no idea who the author is, but apparently, it has been making the rounds on the internet.  I think it's a wonderful quote and should be our motto for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give a thousand chances to your enemy To become your friend. But never give a single chance to your friend To become your enemy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8596072822231507804?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8596072822231507804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8596072822231507804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8596072822231507804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8596072822231507804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/give-peace-chance.html' title='Give Peace A Chance'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5620095528807483621</id><published>2008-07-17T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T07:39:43.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Summer Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SH9ZfaYXXFI/AAAAAAAAANw/Pcy7DowW8B8/s1600-h/Sweet+Betsy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SH9ZfaYXXFI/AAAAAAAAANw/Pcy7DowW8B8/s320/Sweet+Betsy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223992488965397586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "sources" tell me that the Sweet Betsy bush blooms only in early May and that by mid-June, all its blossoms are gone. . .so, imagine my sister's surprise when she found this little baby still "showing off" in mid-July.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows where the Sweet Betsy got its name, we'd love to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a great Thursday.  Just one more day until the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - I must be getting old, because this "Sweet Betsy" sure looks like an apple tree to me. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5620095528807483621?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5620095528807483621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5620095528807483621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5620095528807483621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5620095528807483621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/gods-summer-magic.html' title='God&apos;s Summer Magic'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SH9ZfaYXXFI/AAAAAAAAANw/Pcy7DowW8B8/s72-c/Sweet+Betsy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-2923611419871548214</id><published>2008-07-12T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:18:49.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't We Be Friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SHktuqpCmvI/AAAAAAAAANo/BHc3d_WGTk0/s1600-h/Why+can%27t+we+be+friends.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SHktuqpCmvI/AAAAAAAAANo/BHc3d_WGTk0/s320/Why+can%27t+we+be+friends.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222255522656459506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If fern, flowers and fruit can co-exist and thrive together - why can't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks, B.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-2923611419871548214?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2923611419871548214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=2923611419871548214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2923611419871548214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/2923611419871548214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-cant-we-be-friends.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We Be Friends?'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SHktuqpCmvI/AAAAAAAAANo/BHc3d_WGTk0/s72-c/Why+can%27t+we+be+friends.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7854411887884953641</id><published>2008-07-07T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:28:39.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflectons of God's Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Submitted anonymously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent this holiday weekend looking at and experiencing the beauty God made! On the way back to Denver from Lake Granby yesterday, we went through Rocky Mountain National Park. We saw Elk (we thought they were moose) but after we all got out of the cars and got closer, Darrell told us they were not moose but Elk. Anyway, they were huge and we were so excited. In Rocky Mountain National Park, there were mountains we could see well over 14,500 feet. The drive was absolutely splendid! Yes, I was doing it. You now I asked God for a Volvo Cross Country so I could take road trips and now I am doing it… We continued to drive home and then went to the top of the Continental Divide. Yes, the top of the Continental Divide! It was one of the most magnificent views I've ever seen. I have never been there, what a blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we approached a little above 12,000 feet, surrounded by the clouds, I realized I was right at one of God's footstools. Yes, we could actually touch the clouds. It was so magnificent that my stomach began to quiver (okay, my tummy was completely turning), my heart began to race, and I thought I would lose the little breakfast I'd had that morning. But even while the rush came over me, I realized that I was experiencing splendor that could only come from a creator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Of course the crew was laughing at me because when we hit 12,000 feet someone else had to drive down a while, but I would not trade the experience at all. 12,000 feet… WOW is all I can say, our God is truly an awesome God and I am grateful that he blesses me in spite of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a blessed 4th of July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7854411887884953641?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7854411887884953641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7854411887884953641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7854411887884953641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7854411887884953641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflectons-of-gods-beauty.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Reflectons of God&apos;s Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5050133472118486058</id><published>2008-07-04T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:13:46.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4 - Independence Day</title><content type='html'>I have been dreading this day for about a week now.  I don't know that "dreading" is the right word.  The word I'm looking for is probably "anticipating."  My dad died on July 4, 1996.  Daddy had battled the effects of a brain stem stroke for over 16 years when he died, and although, his body was physically changed, his mind and heart remained the same.  He was wise, loving, kind, grateful and loved the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since daddy's death, each year, about the the last week of June, I begin to get an anxious feeling.  This year was no different.  I've always likened his dying on the 4th of July as God granting him independence and freedom from a body which he could not control.  I believe that he is now walking again - this time on streets paved of gold. This will be the first death anniversary that he is spending with our mother.  Mama took care of Daddy at home throughout his illness and that is truly a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I know to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord, I always like to visit the cemetery on special days like today, not for my parents - but for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. . .having just returned from the gravesite, I can now sit here and comfortably write that I know Daddy is truly free on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5050133472118486058?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5050133472118486058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5050133472118486058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5050133472118486058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5050133472118486058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-4-independence-day.html' title='July 4 - Independence Day'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5027804165933772499</id><published>2008-07-03T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:21:25.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SG0YmOcxUHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/43xeqWgJ7LE/s1600-h/Current+Events.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SG0YmOcxUHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/43xeqWgJ7LE/s320/Current+Events.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218854588185137266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Boy, oh, boy.  There is so much going on in the world today.  My daddy and I try to keep up with the news, and it's not always good.  God, please bless all the people of the world."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5027804165933772499?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5027804165933772499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5027804165933772499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5027804165933772499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5027804165933772499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/07/current-events.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Current Events&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SG0YmOcxUHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/43xeqWgJ7LE/s72-c/Current+Events.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-9025652846083332183</id><published>2008-06-29T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:19:37.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Family that Plays Together, Stays Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SGhQsOcxUDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mCBgWk_lDrE/s1600-h/Family+Fitness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SGhQsOcxUDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mCBgWk_lDrE/s320/Family+Fitness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217508889031954482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as the family that prays together, stays together, I think also, the family that plays together, stays together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to spend an afternoon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-9025652846083332183?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/9025652846083332183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=9025652846083332183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/9025652846083332183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/9025652846083332183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-that-plays-together-stays.html' title='The Family that Plays Together, Stays Together'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SGhQsOcxUDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mCBgWk_lDrE/s72-c/Family+Fitness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-5326310745732098159</id><published>2008-06-26T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:25:29.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebony and Ivory*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SGQXPecxUCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jJDDyhM_ByM/s1600-h/Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SGQXPecxUCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jJDDyhM_ByM/s320/Cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216319823041089570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"live together in perfect harmony. . .why can't we?"&lt;br /&gt;(Stevie Wonder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our ____ wedding anniversary this week.  When I looked at this cake, I thought, if it were only this easy. . .it could be, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we know for sure is that God loves us each and every one - no matter what race, creed, color, shape, size, gender, whatever ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to buy the whole world a great big cake like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-5326310745732098159?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/5326310745732098159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=5326310745732098159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5326310745732098159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/5326310745732098159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/ebony-and-ivory.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Ebony and Ivory*&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SGQXPecxUCI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jJDDyhM_ByM/s72-c/Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-7309274636605787664</id><published>2008-06-25T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:55:41.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request for the Bologna Family of San Francisco - Victims of Senseless Violence</title><content type='html'>Many of you have read the tragic story involving the 48 year old Dad who was driving home from a family barbecue this past Sunday, when road rage turned deadly.  Apparently, Anthony Bologna, 48, was traveling with his two sons, a 20 year old and a 16 year old, when they got into a very insignicant traffic "snafu," whereby the driver of a Chrysler 300M could not get through the street (it was a narrow road).  Reports say that Mr. Bologna, a dedicated father, hard worker and all-around good citizen backed his car up to let the driver of the Chrysler 300M through.  For NO reason whatsoever the driver of the Chrysler fired rounds upon Mr. Bologna's car striking him and his 20 year old son and killing them.  His 16 year old son was taken off life support yesterday and has gone to heaven with his brother and father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be on our knees in prayer for the condition of the world.  What have we become that we can't even have a minor traffic altercation without violence and death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord - we pray for the Bologna family, friends, community.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-7309274636605787664?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7309274636605787664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=7309274636605787664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7309274636605787664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/7309274636605787664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/prayer-request-for-bologna-family-of.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer Request for the Bologna Family of San Francisco - Victims of Senseless Violence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1504267224387104873</id><published>2008-06-17T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:27:15.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Name of Jesus, Medina, Minnesota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SFfl2qkU5VI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9LQoOmJHvdQ/s1600-h/Holy+Name+of+Jesus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SFfl2qkU5VI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9LQoOmJHvdQ/s320/Holy+Name+of+Jesus.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887821006988626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a recent visit to Minnesota, we attended mass at the Holy Name of Jesus Catholic Church in Medina, Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, at first glance, I was surprised by the size of the church.  It was, what I would call, a "megachurch."  However, the minute we walked through the doors to warm greetings and friendly handshakes, I knew that this would be a great Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While good things come in small packages, they often come in big packages too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a great big "shout out" to Holy Name of Jesus Catholic Church where the Spirit truly lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1504267224387104873?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1504267224387104873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1504267224387104873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1504267224387104873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1504267224387104873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-name-of-jesus-medina-minnesota.html' title='Holy Name of Jesus, Medina, Minnesota'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SFfl2qkU5VI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9LQoOmJHvdQ/s72-c/Holy+Name+of+Jesus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4710690898799011114</id><published>2008-06-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:06:41.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 12, 19__</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SFE7dJCyuyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/II01fzfxuBw/s1600-h/Flamingos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SFE7dJCyuyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/II01fzfxuBw/s320/Flamingos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211011615674252066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very good year ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for allowing me to see this day.  Please help me to appreciate the wisdom the years have taught me, understand the grief, cope with the pain and know that I am truly blessed to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4710690898799011114?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4710690898799011114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4710690898799011114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4710690898799011114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4710690898799011114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-12-19.html' title='June 12, 19__'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SFE7dJCyuyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/II01fzfxuBw/s72-c/Flamingos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1229252051431258615</id><published>2008-06-11T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:46:03.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote from the late Bishop G.E. Patterson</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"If God be for us whoever is against us don't count." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quit worrying about who is against ya, they don't count!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that I say, "Amen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1229252051431258615?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1229252051431258615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1229252051431258615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1229252051431258615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1229252051431258615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote-from-late-bishop-ge-patterson.html' title='Quote from the late Bishop G.E. Patterson'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-4389308634739878449</id><published>2008-06-10T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:25:20.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mama!  Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>Mama, it's been six months since you left us and it seems like only yesterday.  Actually, I still can't believe you're gone.  I've avoided looking at the calendar this morning because it's so hard to see "June 10," and not pick the telephone up to call you or walk over to knock on your door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really staying on top of Linda to keep your roses in bloom and Bonnie is staying on top of both of us to make sure your hard gardening work was not in vain.  I feel your presence everywhere.  I know you and Daddy and having a wonderful time in your new home.  Kiss him for me and tell him how much I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you never liked telling your age - Happy 84th Birthday!!  LOL (gotcha) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you today and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you forever,&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-4389308634739878449?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4389308634739878449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=4389308634739878449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4389308634739878449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/4389308634739878449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-mama-rest-in-peace.html' title='Happy Birthday Mama!  Rest In Peace'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-3523581941877290407</id><published>2008-06-03T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:27:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for Our Friends, Both Near and Far</title><content type='html'>Our prayer circle continues to expand and for that we are grateful.  Today's prayer was submitted by Marsha in Atlanta.  The author is unknown.  Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, please use my life to make an impact for good and spread the&lt;br /&gt;grace and character of your Kingdom. Give me wisdom to know those in&lt;br /&gt;whom I should invest my life. In Jesus' name. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-3523581941877290407?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3523581941877290407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=3523581941877290407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3523581941877290407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/3523581941877290407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-god-for-our-friends-both-near-and.html' title='Thank God for Our Friends, Both Near and Far'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-1264892222194924153</id><published>2008-06-02T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:45:04.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep The Prayer Wheel Turning for Sen. Ted Kennedy</title><content type='html'>Associated Press is reporting that Senator Ted Kennedy's brain surgery this morning at Duke University was successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the prayer wheel turning.  God is good - what?  ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-1264892222194924153?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1264892222194924153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=1264892222194924153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1264892222194924153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/1264892222194924153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/keep-prayer-wheel-turning-for-sen-ted.html' title='Keep The Prayer Wheel Turning for Sen. Ted Kennedy'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-8258715149394284629</id><published>2008-06-02T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:35:12.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory of William Robert Stewart "Uncle Bub"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SEQvQd5Oq4I/AAAAAAAAALw/d1SQtOYZJTc/s1600-h/Bub___1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SEQvQd5Oq4I/AAAAAAAAALw/d1SQtOYZJTc/s320/Bub___1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207339029096213378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunrise: April 20, 1934&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset:  May 29, 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-8258715149394284629?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8258715149394284629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=8258715149394284629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8258715149394284629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/8258715149394284629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-loving-memory-of-william-robert.html' title='In Loving Memory of William Robert Stewart &quot;Uncle Bub&quot;'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SEQvQd5Oq4I/AAAAAAAAALw/d1SQtOYZJTc/s72-c/Bub___1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37800606.post-6176978529616209261</id><published>2008-05-30T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:11:55.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmy Award Winner Barbara Rodgers Retires from KPIX TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SECJm95Oq3I/AAAAAAAAALo/8_FVPnnx_nc/s1600-h/Barbara+Rodgers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SECJm95Oq3I/AAAAAAAAALo/8_FVPnnx_nc/s320/Barbara+Rodgers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206312471782927218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wishing all of God's bountiful blessings upon Barbara Rodgers as she embarks on the next chapter of her life. Today marks her last newscast at KPIX-TV in San Francisco, the place she has called her "career home" since 1979. During her illustrious career, she has interviewed everyone from Nelson Mandela to Carol Channing (pictured here). Can you say, "Been there, Done that?" &lt;br /&gt;We can't wait to see where Barbara will turn up next, but one thing is for sure - we have not seen the last of Ms. Rodgers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Ms. B!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37800606-6176978529616209261?l=dotlovesgod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6176978529616209261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37800606&amp;postID=6176978529616209261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6176978529616209261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37800606/posts/default/6176978529616209261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dotlovesgod.blogspot.com/2008/05/emmy-award-winner-barbara-rodgers.html' title='Emmy Award Winner Barbara Rodgers Retires from KPIX TV'/><author><name>Dottie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SOukjqbXE_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AQAJseGkHLE/S220/Flamingo+One.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Y0_V_fPeZgk/SECJm95Oq3I/AAAAAAAAALo/8_FVPnnx_nc/s72-c/Barbara+Rodgers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
