<?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-3161729755599011309</id><updated>2011-08-26T08:59:34.213-07:00</updated><category term='Spiritual Growth'/><category term='Service'/><category term='women'/><category term='Leadership'/><category term='Running'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='Authors'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='An Introduction to Good News Musings'/><category term='Trust'/><category term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Good News Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>Written encouragement for Christians from Lorri Allen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-161883615495433853</id><published>2011-07-24T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:49:15.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>God Answers Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XmHeLhHVoM/TizXgZauHJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6aTNXvJAMvs/s1600/Its%2BAll%2BGood%2BNews%2BBook%2BCover.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XmHeLhHVoM/TizXgZauHJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6aTNXvJAMvs/s400/Its%2BAll%2BGood%2BNews%2BBook%2BCover.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633114185512393874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The second grade teacher, Mrs. Johnson, went around the room. "If you could buy anything you wanted at the dime store, what would it be?" Most of my classmates liked the idea of a Hershey's bar. Even though I was already a chocoholic, I had a different answer: "A Big Chief tablet so I could start writing my book!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's been a long time since second grade, but God finally answered the call He put on my heart to write a book. The circumstances that got this book published are not normal. Someday, I may share that story, but for now, I am thrilled to have this book designed to encourage Christ-followers. Please consider buying it for yourself, for your church library, for your women's small group study or Bible class... or bring me into speak on this new topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You can order the book through &lt;a href="http://www.WinePressBooks.com"&gt;www.WinePressBooks.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.Amazon.com"&gt;www.Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt; or through me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The book is comprised of 52 short essays, suitable for a quick read or a devotional. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I'm off to find a Big Chief tablet so I can start me next book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-161883615495433853?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/161883615495433853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=161883615495433853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/161883615495433853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/161883615495433853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-answers-prayers.html' title='God Answers Prayers'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XmHeLhHVoM/TizXgZauHJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6aTNXvJAMvs/s72-c/Its%2BAll%2BGood%2BNews%2BBook%2BCover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-9054074650179975256</id><published>2011-07-08T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:35:36.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Living Intentionally</title><content type='html'>In the last month or so, I've received a challenging assignment for &lt;a href="http://www.MyFLR.org"&gt;Family Life Radio&lt;/a&gt;: create a community for women who would like to live intentionally for Christ. The President of the radio network, Dr. Randy Carlson, hosts a live call-in show, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theintentionallife.com"&gt;Intentional Living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. But there has been no focus just for women. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started with 60-second radio features that give a tip or encouragement for women. Then we added a blog with articles and interviews. Now we have a Facebook page and videos. Starting next Thursday, and continuing every Thursday at noon Pacific/3 pm Eastern, on &lt;a href="http://www.Facebook.com/FamilyLifeRadio"&gt;www.Facebook.com/FamilyLifeRadio&lt;/a&gt;, we will have a live discussion on issues important to women. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you will be able to be part of this community in some way... and be blessed by it. Here are some ideas for getting involved:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. If you are on Facebook, search for "Lorri Allen for the Intentional Woman" and "like" the page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.MyFLR.org"&gt;www.MyFLR.org&lt;/a&gt; and click on "Talk to Us." When a menu drops down, choose "The Intentional Woman Blog." Watch the videos or read the articles and interviews and comment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Listen to Family Life Radio if it airs in your city. If not, try listening online at &lt;a href="http://www.MyFLR.org"&gt;www.MyFLR.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. If you have an idea for a topic you would like addressed on Thursdays or in an article, leave a comment here, on the website or on Facebook! I'd love to hear from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the meantime, live intentionally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-9054074650179975256?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/9054074650179975256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=9054074650179975256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/9054074650179975256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/9054074650179975256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-intentionally.html' title='Living Intentionally'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3922059538669514880</id><published>2011-05-13T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:13:14.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>The Blessing of a Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A strange-looking cat showed up at my parents' place in the country about a year ago. They thought it was wild until it came up and rubbed against their legs. He could leap up on the roof or a treetop in a single bound. He looked hungry, so Mom kept putting food out. He would eat and eat and eat and never gain an ounce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zWd2aWv3DXg/Tc3x_wWKq2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/1bk8jrMYQ9w/s1600/Tigger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606403188758063970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zWd2aWv3DXg/Tc3x_wWKq2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/1bk8jrMYQ9w/s320/Tigger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon the mystery was solved. He was a Bengal Cat, bred to look like a Leopard. He's beautiful, with burnt orange fur and black spots. He's affectionate. He looks hungry because these cats are longer and leaner than a normal house cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsspmMzbi1c/Tc3yAVH1jUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/s_OTcDdQRpQ/s1600/Tigger%2Bdrinking%2Bin%2Bsink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606403198630071618" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsspmMzbi1c/Tc3yAVH1jUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/s_OTcDdQRpQ/s320/Tigger%2Bdrinking%2Bin%2Bsink.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom was afraid he was someone's pet. So she got him to the vet's (there is only one vet in their town) to see if anyone was missing such a special animal. No, said the vet, but let's see if he has a microchip. No chip, so he became a member of the family and got a name: Tigger.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qIGFHXVddw/Tc3x_x-HFiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lSPaPwJw2SU/s1600/Tigger%2Band%2Bme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606403189194036770" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qIGFHXVddw/Tc3x_x-HFiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lSPaPwJw2SU/s320/Tigger%2Band%2Bme.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and I are allergic to most cats, but not to Tigger. He's earning his keep by killing plenty of rodents. The Schnauzer, Muffin, Does Not Like Tigger. She was having a hysterical barking fit at him, and Tigger just went up and rubbed against her. Muffin became barkless. Isn't that a great lesson for us all? When our mere presence incites wrath, we can just go offer love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmNNPfvE89I/Tc3yAUyPTLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/G9PYTpekIwQ/s1600/Tigger%2Band%2BMuffin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606403198539484338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmNNPfvE89I/Tc3yAUyPTLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/G9PYTpekIwQ/s320/Tigger%2Band%2BMuffin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLGemHU743s/Tc3yAv3zdHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gt9ZXOusDa0/s1600/Tigger%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606403205810582642" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLGemHU743s/Tc3yAv3zdHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gt9ZXOusDa0/s320/Tigger%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May blessings like Tigger wander into your life unexpectedly and bring you love and affection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3922059538669514880?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3922059538669514880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3922059538669514880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3922059538669514880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3922059538669514880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/05/blessing-of-cat.html' title='The Blessing of a Cat'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zWd2aWv3DXg/Tc3x_wWKq2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/1bk8jrMYQ9w/s72-c/Tigger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6736752308965954728</id><published>2011-05-11T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:46:28.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Gift Idea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTi8h96MmIM/TctMiOugXqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/GceS9KopUwY/s1600/Lorri%2BPassports.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605658312145133218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTi8h96MmIM/TctMiOugXqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/GceS9KopUwY/s320/Lorri%2BPassports.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school or college graduates need to know how to make presentations and use the right words. And they may even need to know how to work with the news media. Attorney Linda Swindling and I co-authored these three pocket-sized Passport books to provide convenient help when they need it. Each book retails for $5.95, and the content will aid careers for a lifetime. The titles are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak To Success: Present with Power, Panache &amp;amp; Purpose&lt;br /&gt;Say It Right: Converse with Confidence, Tact &amp;amp; Care&lt;br /&gt;Be A Newsmaker: Master the Media with Clarity, Command &amp;amp; Credibility&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can order directly from the publisher at &lt;a href="http://www.walkthetalk.com/"&gt;http://www.walkthetalk.com/&lt;/a&gt;, or if you prefer to get a personalized copy with your graduate's name and my autograph, email me at Lorri (at sign) Lorri (dot) com for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations and many blessings to all graduates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6736752308965954728?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6736752308965954728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6736752308965954728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6736752308965954728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6736752308965954728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduation-gift-idea.html' title='Graduation Gift Idea!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTi8h96MmIM/TctMiOugXqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/GceS9KopUwY/s72-c/Lorri%2BPassports.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7381141503148603946</id><published>2011-03-21T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:01:24.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Running the Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RguAJcqID3g/TYfYfUnP0NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/N6ewG8Mx3hM/s1600/Cowtown%2B2011%2Bsmiling%2Bfor%2Bcamera.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586671895397257426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RguAJcqID3g/TYfYfUnP0NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/N6ewG8Mx3hM/s200/Cowtown%2B2011%2Bsmiling%2Bfor%2Bcamera.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEM4OGzX-CU/TYfYe3tNDQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Zptm0LB5FiI/s1600/Cowtown%2B2011%2Brunners.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586671887637613826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEM4OGzX-CU/TYfYe3tNDQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Zptm0LB5FiI/s200/Cowtown%2B2011%2Brunners.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month, I asked you to help me celebrate my birthday by figuratively running the Cowtown marathon with me. It was a humid day, a hilly course, and I was coming down with a stomach bug! But I finished, and thanks to all of you, raised about $900 for &lt;a href="http://www.youthhaven.org/"&gt;YouthHaven&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586671883756857778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsxz5Fc09eE/TYfYepP9abI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NUu4If43YsI/s200/Cowtown%2B2011%2BL%2Bin%2BStockyards.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7381141503148603946?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7381141503148603946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7381141503148603946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7381141503148603946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7381141503148603946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-marathon.html' title='Running the Marathon'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RguAJcqID3g/TYfYfUnP0NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/N6ewG8Mx3hM/s72-c/Cowtown%2B2011%2Bsmiling%2Bfor%2Bcamera.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6885077994691361153</id><published>2011-03-21T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:56:01.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Preachers Shouldn't Talk Too Long</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, we belonged to a non-demoninational Christian tradition. My dad was thrilled when the preacher didn’t take too long with the sermon. Dad would say, “Now we can beat the Baptists to lunch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I worked at the North American Mission Board and was required to attend a Southern Baptist Church. In the hallways, I would hear folks say, “I hope the pastor doesn’t go too long today. We want to beat the Methodists to lunch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Methodists have always been so gracious to let me come to speak to their Sunday school classes… and in churches where some people went to early services, I was advised, “Don’t go over your time limit. We need to beat the Presbyterians to lunch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tells me we are all more alike than different. We all like to eat lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6885077994691361153?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6885077994691361153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6885077994691361153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6885077994691361153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6885077994691361153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-preachers-shouldnt-talk-too-long.html' title='Why Preachers Shouldn&apos;t Talk Too Long'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8689141242840625217</id><published>2011-02-20T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:03:06.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Running for a Good Cause</title><content type='html'>Normally, I wouldn't blatantly ask for a birthday gift, but this year is a little different. I had a chance to visit Youth Haven in Picacho, Arizona this past summer. It was amazing. This ministry gives kids a 100% free week of summer camp, then a weekend during the school year, and a Christmas experience, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 50 percent of the children are in foster care. Many don't have running water at home, so they take long, hot showers at Youth Haven and think it's wonderful. Many of them have never been to church or heard about Jesus, and they fall in love with Him by the end of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575972250070036290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_vkPisB9Yg/TWHVN_rcL0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5aN9_ziBCuw/s200/Lorri%2Bmarathon%2Btraining%2B2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since I'm running a marathon on my birthday this coming Sunday, February 27, I wanted it to count for something, to support a good cause. Please consider helping me help Youth Haven and celebrate my birthday at the same time. These kinds of gifts are tax-deductible! For more information, please click on the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.youthhaven.org/lorri"&gt;https://www.youthhaven.org/lorri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8689141242840625217?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8689141242840625217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8689141242840625217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8689141242840625217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8689141242840625217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/02/running-for-good-cause.html' title='Running for a Good Cause'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_vkPisB9Yg/TWHVN_rcL0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/5aN9_ziBCuw/s72-c/Lorri%2Bmarathon%2Btraining%2B2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3071577326907150447</id><published>2011-02-20T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T06:40:36.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Tucson Shootings</title><content type='html'>As a sheltered and over-protected only child, I chose a career in journalism because I thought it would be a one-way trip to adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in many ways, it has been. I've met people and seen places and ridden cars, hot air balloons and vintage planes and wagons. In many more ways, I've had a front-row seat to tragedy... and then had to meet a deadline to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shootings on January 8 in Tucson hit close to home. The radio network at which I've been working sits 500 yards from the Safeway grocery store where "Congress on Your Corner" was being held that morning. Not only that, but twice in my career, I have been an aide to lawmakers. It feels different when you realize you could have been shot at, rather than just observe and journal the aftermath. That's a selfish thought. Here's a more altruistic one: we are supposed to be one of the most advanced societies ever... when are we going to get it right, whether "it" is mental illness, gun laws, safety... when are we doing to be enlightened enough so that we don't kill each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christ follower, I can tell you the answer is only when we get to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were listening to our faith-based radio network, you heard it again and again, "We live in a fallen world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news, even for a fallen world, is that some people will search for the silver linings of this incident and find them. They are there: heroes who saved lives, heroes who sacrificed their lives to save others, a woman shot in the head at close range survives and walks and talks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better news, especially for a fallen world, is that Jesus offers eternal life, no matter how violently you die. People argue about how you take Him up on that offer, so read His message and decide for yourself. It starts with believing He is the son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you take that step, you're in for one-way adventure of a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3071577326907150447?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3071577326907150447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3071577326907150447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3071577326907150447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3071577326907150447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2011/02/tucson-shootings.html' title='Tucson Shootings'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5092075394879181166</id><published>2010-11-28T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T18:36:26.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>An Influential Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.radicalthebook.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radical &lt;/em&gt;by David Platt &lt;/a&gt;has my husband and me re-thinking our budget, our retirement and investments. We have been talking about the book's challenges for more than two months, and slowly, we are beginning to live radically. To us, the author, an Alabama pastor, asks readers to forget everything they've been taught about the American Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've felt a nagging whisper in your soul to raise the bar for Christ, &lt;em&gt;Radical&lt;/em&gt; is a must-read. If you've ever wondered how a Savior who asked a rich man to sell everything and give to the poor could reconcile with the idea that more is better, read the book. If you've ever felt a tiny bit guilty about eating well when others are starving, you should! Ha ha... I was just seeing if you're still paying attention. This book tells you, in concrete steps, what to do about that guilt... or what to do if you feel led to do more in service and love. Jesus is counting on us to change the world, and many of us are too busy counting our money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5092075394879181166?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5092075394879181166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5092075394879181166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5092075394879181166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5092075394879181166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/11/influential-book.html' title='An Influential Book'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3647739267129068664</id><published>2010-10-10T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T05:09:19.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><title type='text'>Blessing for a Baby</title><content type='html'>My radio co-host and his wife had a baby almost two weeks ago. While Joel was taking a few days off, I asked listeners to call with a blessing as a gift to little Madelyn. Ulysses called and said he started using this blessing with his boys when they were tiny and touches each corresponding body part as he says it. Other listeners quickly responded, wanting a copy. So thanks for sharing, Ulysses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May God bless you with a strong capable mind...&lt;br /&gt;Ears to hear only the truth...&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to discern...&lt;br /&gt;A mouth to speak praises to Him...&lt;br /&gt;Shoulders to carry burdens for others less fortunate...&lt;br /&gt;Hands to do God's work...&lt;br /&gt;Feet to stand firm on His promises...&lt;br /&gt;And a heart to love Jesus and others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3647739267129068664?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3647739267129068664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3647739267129068664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3647739267129068664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3647739267129068664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/10/blessing-for-baby.html' title='Blessing for a Baby'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5272030600102682945</id><published>2010-10-09T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T13:01:21.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Buckle Your Seatbelt!</title><content type='html'>At work, in preparation for promoting the Phillips, Craig &amp;amp; Dean concert in our listening area, I checked the artists' &lt;a href="http://www.phillipscraiganddean.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. This quote from Dan Dean about not having expectations caught my eye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We were just working in our churches, doing what we do, not even really looking for this. Then God said, 'Buckle your seatbelt. Have I got plans for you.'"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to be working in churches or creating award-winning music for God to use us in a mighty way. God has plans, amazing plans, for each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God whispered, "Have I got plans for you!" in your ear, what would He be talking about? What would that whisper encourage, empower and inspire you to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just whispered it, my friend. Buckle your seatbelt. The ride of your life is about to begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5272030600102682945?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5272030600102682945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5272030600102682945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5272030600102682945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5272030600102682945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/10/buckle-your-seatbelt.html' title='Buckle Your Seatbelt!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3062322348847455613</id><published>2010-09-30T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T14:06:30.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><title type='text'>Dealing With Literal Snakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you get an email like the following one at 5 a.m., after just arriving at work... you think, "Welcome to Arizona."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This evening (Wed 9/29) Cliff found what we thought was a dead baby rattlesnake in the parking lot by the last curb. When we attempted to remove it to the desert, it reminded us that it was very much alive and upset.&lt;br /&gt;It then proceeded to crawl into the drainspout at the north end of the building. Per Bill's instructions there are 3 cones around the spout. Since several people who work late park out back, please be careful when going to your car, since it was right were one would walk when leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe&lt;br /&gt;Operations Technician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522813456764784306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/TKT5k-s2TrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nwGFqjS2z5E/s200/rattlesnake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My next thought was, "Good thing I park in the front lot." After returning to my desk after the on-air shift, I read this message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Joe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you &amp;amp; Cliff for being alert, as of now the problem has been resolved, I put a hose in the roof drain &amp;amp; the flow of water brought him from hiding in the darkness to being exposed by the light. At that time the forces of darkness &amp;amp; the forces of light collided &amp;amp; I was able to intentionally remove his head. Once again light has triumphed over darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a Blessed day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In His Service,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill&lt;br /&gt;Facilities Manager &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Normally, I'd advise prayer as a hedge for any scary issue in your life. But traffic cones and Godly men can help, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3062322348847455613?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3062322348847455613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3062322348847455613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3062322348847455613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3062322348847455613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/09/dealing-with-literal-snakes.html' title='Dealing With Literal Snakes'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/TKT5k-s2TrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nwGFqjS2z5E/s72-c/rattlesnake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3726781409336908763</id><published>2010-09-24T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T04:14:11.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>God's Mysterious Ways</title><content type='html'>Nine years ago, my husband and I were thousands of dollars in debt, so we sold a house we loved to downsize and make some money. We were so sad to leave our beautiful home, and we were not thrilled about the new subdivision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the alley one day, we met gregarious neighbors, Tom and Brenda, whose house backed up to ours. Long story short, Mark and I both were invited to be in their wedding and to this day, four moves later, consider this couple among our dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, we would congratulate ourselves on paying off our debt, but we still wondered about that stage of our lives--why things happened the way they did, why we had to leave the house we loved, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to last January. Brenda's brother-in-law hired Mark when he needed a job. If we hadn't known Brenda, we sure wouldn't have known about the job in Arizona that's a great fit for Mark's talents. If Mark hadn't been in Arizona, I would never have been looking for the Christian radio job in Tucson that I started in April. God's ways are not immediately known to us, but I thank Him that he watches out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I left another house we loved in Georgia. We are wondering about the last two years in Atlanta--what relationships did we make there that will make a difference some day? Will we ever know specifically why we felt called to ministry there? We try to be obedient, but our human nature wants to see a reason why we were there. However, we may not see the big picture until we see Him face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these times of uncertainty, I am thankful to have a job, and I am thankful that God sets plans in motion years before we ever know our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have traded a dream house for a worn apartment, but I know that God has a mansion waiting for me. I hope mine backs up to yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3726781409336908763?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3726781409336908763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3726781409336908763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3726781409336908763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3726781409336908763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/09/gods-mysterious-ways.html' title='God&apos;s Mysterious Ways'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2353848825920405039</id><published>2010-09-10T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T14:56:52.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>The Difference with Jesus</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is a somber anniversary for our nation. For many of us, it was the first time we realized we are not safe on U.S. soil. Without the hope of eternal life with Jesus, the idea that terrorists could destroy us at any time might make us all crazy. That's why we must reach out in love to those who don't know about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, for many other religions, you have to earn your way in to a life after death. Jesus bought your admission ticket. No other religious leader died for his followers. Jesus did. The other religious leaders remain in their graves; Jesus conquered death. If you don't believe me, &lt;a href="http://www.leestrobel.com/"&gt;research it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remember what happened tomorrow to honor those who have sacrificed their lives to keep our nation free. We remember what happened, knowing that our lives can change in a single moment. We remember what happened so that we appreciate life and laughter and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not safe. But we have Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2353848825920405039?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2353848825920405039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2353848825920405039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2353848825920405039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2353848825920405039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/09/difference-with-jesus.html' title='The Difference with Jesus'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5022954574887219061</id><published>2010-08-14T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:52:22.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Jesus Coming Soon?</title><content type='html'>As a guest in a wonderful Christ-centered and love-filled home this week, I had a conversation that was as delicious as the grilled salmon. Rod has studied the issue and thinks that the Second Coming of Jesus may come in the next few years. Although none of us knows the date or hour, the idea that He may return in our lifetime is so exciting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod, Elaine and I challenged each other with the question, "If you knew Jesus was coming in the next two years, how would you live your life differently?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. How do &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; answer that question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We certainly would be less complacent, wouldn't we? My dinner companions and I decided to live each day to make a difference. It's easier said than done, but gives me a new sense of purpose. There are many people that need to hear about Jesus before He arrives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5022954574887219061?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5022954574887219061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5022954574887219061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5022954574887219061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5022954574887219061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/08/jesus-coming-soon.html' title='Jesus Coming Soon?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3816454556860866563</id><published>2010-07-21T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:06:32.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you using your gifts?</title><content type='html'>"God never wastes anything. He would not give you abilities, interests, talents, gifts, personality and life experiences unless he intended to use them for his glory."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  -- Rick Warren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3816454556860866563?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3816454556860866563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3816454556860866563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3816454556860866563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3816454556860866563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-using-your-gifts.html' title='Are you using your gifts?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-914123060054442862</id><published>2010-07-07T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:47:21.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Inadequacy</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel inadequate? I sure do. Although I try to concentrate my life on the obvious gifts God gave me, I still have to get places (no sense of direction) and eat (can't cook). A sense of embarrassment keeps me from listing all the other things I can't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I focus on the things I can do (talk, listen, encourage), it helps me focus and be more productive. That feeling of inadequacy though, reminds me to surrender and pray. For instance, someone asked me to do something recently that made me feel uncomfortable. It wasn't anything immoral, illegal or out of bounds, just not something in my experiencce that sounded like a fun way to spend time. What made me feel inadequate was that I didn't have the words to explain in a kind way why I didn't want to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, God has put friends (and a smart mom) in my life who talk me through situations like this and give me wise counsel. They then remind me that we don't have to be adequate... we only have to serve the One who is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-914123060054442862?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/914123060054442862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=914123060054442862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/914123060054442862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/914123060054442862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/07/inadequacy.html' title='Inadequacy'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8076346723599337814</id><published>2010-07-04T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T04:59:07.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence</title><content type='html'>July 4th--This year, I look at the birth of our nation through a different lens. First, in the past year, I've watched the HBO series, "John Adams." You can buy it or rent it now, and I recommend it. Sometimes it's easier to learn history when you visualize it. Seeing our American story, you appreciate the sacrifices our founding parents made to create this great democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I am working with a man from Australia, who loves his country, but after 20 years here, decided to take his citizenship test. Seeing how hard he has studied and how proud he was to pass the test remind me of the gift I received by simply being born here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, our country has its challenges. But look at the amazing opportunities, the tremendous resources and the terrific people. We are blessed to be Christians first and Americans second. Let's celebrate the gift of democracy and the freedoms to speak, assemble and worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless America!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8076346723599337814?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8076346723599337814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8076346723599337814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8076346723599337814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8076346723599337814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence.html' title='Independence'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7366160380367324299</id><published>2010-06-13T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T16:18:07.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance</title><content type='html'>"We need a renaissance of wonder. We need to renew, in our hearts and in our souls, the deathless dream, the eternal poetry, the perennial sense that life is miracle and magic."&lt;br /&gt; -- E. Merrill Root&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do need a renaissance, a renewal, a revival in our cities, our nation and our world. I'm thankful the experts are saying our economy is in recovery. Let's pray for spiritual awakening to provide hope to the depressed, help to the downtrodden and comfort to the hurting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7366160380367324299?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7366160380367324299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7366160380367324299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7366160380367324299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7366160380367324299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/06/renaissance.html' title='Renaissance'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7704770588069825445</id><published>2010-05-24T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:14:11.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Persevere</title><content type='html'>There is a sense of exhilaration that comes from facing head-on the hard truths and saying, "We will never give up. We will never capitulate. It might take a long time, but we will find a way to prevail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jim Collins, from his book, &lt;em&gt;Good to Great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7704770588069825445?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7704770588069825445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7704770588069825445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7704770588069825445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7704770588069825445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/05/there-is-sense-of-exhilaration-that.html' title='Persevere'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5798644218631007859</id><published>2010-05-08T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:22:38.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Moms are a special breed. Most hold down two or more jobs, including the one of managing a household, and they get little recognition for having the most important work in the universe: raising the next generation with faith, integrity, hope and manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have a nearly perfect mother and mother-in-law. My mother is such a good cook she probably thought I'd learn my way around a kitchen by osmosis. So it's a good thing my mother-in-law taught my husband to cook. He has banned me from the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother I met this week whose only little boy was shot to death by her then-husband had tears in her eyes when she admitted Mother's Day is hard for her. My heart breaks for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must look like a mother, because every year, people start wishing me Happy Mother's Day around the first of May. Some of us are mothers of canines and some of us are mothers without children, but we all had a mother. That's why I can rationalize that we all celebrate tomorrow. We can celebrate the blessing that God created: someone who loves us almost as He does, without conditions and without reservation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5798644218631007859?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5798644218631007859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5798644218631007859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5798644218631007859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5798644218631007859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7002378067121254509</id><published>2010-05-03T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:25:09.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Checking In</title><content type='html'>April was the craziest month on my record of life. I racked up three addresses in two states and lived in three states! It was fun, though. If I owe you a phone call, an email, an invoice or a report, now you know why. [Thank you for your patience!] I still feel as though I'm living out of a suitcase, and it might be that way awhile, as I sort out some possible long-term assignments or try to sell a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, you can hear me on morning radio again! If you live in Arizona, dial in a terrestrial station from 6-9 and listen. If you live out of state, go to &lt;a href="http://www.myflr.org/"&gt;www.myflr.org&lt;/a&gt; and then where it says, "Find a Station," click on an Arizona city, then scroll down to "Listen online." It's fun to be back on the air in broadcasting ministry. If you want to call in, the number is 1-800-776-1080.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are still tough for many people. So I feel blessed to have work in my field. If you are struggling, I want to encourage you to avoid stressing or worrying. God has a plan, and everything will work out. Enjoy your extended vacation. Now you have the time you always wanted. Clear out the clutter. Recycle, throw away, give away. Clean, exercise, read. Enjoy. Praise. Write a letter. Start a blog. Volunteer. Pray. And pray some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7002378067121254509?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7002378067121254509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7002378067121254509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7002378067121254509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7002378067121254509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/05/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3477850683381800288</id><published>2010-03-26T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:08:00.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Interview With a Former Athiest</title><content type='html'>I met Brad White about 14 years ago when we both joined the National Speakers Association. Then, we went at least a decade with no contact. One day about a year ago, he emailed me and shared an amazing story. He has graciously allowed me to interview him so that you can be encouraged and blessed by his experiences, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;Brad, how did you come to decide you were an atheist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BW: Although my parents were Christians, I had never had a personal connection or relationship with God during my childhood. So by the time I got to college and started making decisions for myself, I was 100% of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a philosophy class that really made me question what I believed and what I didn't believe for the first time. I spent a lot of time soul searching, but in the end it was a purely intellectual decision for me. I concluded that either the universe and everything in it had always existed, or God has always existed and He made the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tangibly prove God...but I could tangibly prove the world. So, I placed my faith in what I could see and touch with my own hands...the world. It was then that I decided to become an atheist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;What led you to start thinking that there may be a real living God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BW: Fate. All the circumstances and "coincidences" leading up to finding and marrying my wife Sharon was fate. I resisted that conclusion for many years because of the obvious implications; fate would mean that there was a higher power orchestrating events in my life. When I finally accepted fate as a reality, I started to seek that "higher power."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;If we know someone who is an atheist, how should we approach him or her about spiritual matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BW: Just like there is not one type of Christian, there is not one type of Atheist. What I can tell you is that no canned approach, strategy, or series of arguments will work. Any attempt to convince them of a spiritual realm will be met with resistance. However, if you truly love the person and aren't solely out to "save" them, I have two recommended approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ask them about their beliefs. Ask them why they believe what they believe. Ask them to share with you their life experiences and how their life has led them to their current way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The critical part of this approach is to NOT get into a debate, try to change their mind, etc. Don't listen for the perfect angle or opportunity to jump in and share your beliefs. Just listen with love; without judgment or criticism. Be a real friend who cares for them and is available to them...regardless of their beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's God's job to convict their hearts and minds. At some point in your relationship, they might ask you about your beliefs. When they do, share just as they have done. But since you listened, they will be more open to hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Love them without trying to change their mind. Serve them just as Jesus would do. Forgive them quickly when they hurt you. Be the type of person they would admire and respect. Walk the walk. Be real and transparent. Be a worthy representative of "Jesus" to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, live your life such that they would recognize a positive difference in you worthy of emulating. It must be real...not a mask of perfection. Then, be ready for them to ask what causes you to be different. Explain your faith and let God take it from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;That is such good advice. We can follow your recommendations for anyone of little or no faith.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;How has your life changed since you became a believer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BW: The biggest change has been my worldview of people and their value. When I was trying to be my own god, other people really didn't matter that much. Life was all about me; my happiness, my success, my glory. I had no mercy or compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since becoming a believer, I try to see people through God's eyes. I see other people as worthy of my love and attention. I have mercy and compassion for other people... because we have all been hurt and emotionally scarred. I try to love and serve other people. I'm quick to forgive and I treat other people with grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this life, people are ALL that matters. It's been a complete 180 degree change in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;Brad, I always thought you were a nice guy. But that really touches my heart&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;And it gets even better...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Tell us about the two ministries you created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BW: I have started two important ministries that I'm passionate about. The first ministry is &lt;strong&gt;Deeper Bible Studies&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.deeperbiblestudies.com/"&gt;http://www.deeperbiblestudies.com/&lt;/a&gt;). I write and sell bible studies that are all about life changing, life application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this ministry because I recognized a problem with many of the studies currently in the market. Too many Bible studies overwhelm people in their busy lives with lots of reading. They have questions that make no attempt to personalize the reading and they lack accountability. So, people get behind in the reading, cram to catch up, and then do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;The result is no real change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My studies offer an alternative. For example, my 1 John study has 5 units to match the 5 chapters in 1 John. The reading for each unit takes less than 5 minutes. I write questions geared to help you personalize and apply the reading to your life. Then, each unit concludes with a "mini" action plan that each participant creates. These action plans are shared with the group and are followed up the next week for accountability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fresh approach that people really like...and they make a difference in people's lives. That's what makes it worthwhile for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second ministry is called &lt;strong&gt;"Changing the Face of Christianity"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.changingthefaceofchristianity.com/"&gt;http://www.changingthefaceofchristianity.com/&lt;/a&gt;). This is what I feel God has prepared me for and has led me to leave as a legacy of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-believers have a highly negative perception of believers...I would know.&lt;br /&gt;All too often, Christians come across as hypocritical, intolerant, anti-gay, intellectually "challenged," prideful, arrogant, judgmental and too political. This perception has been confirmed through research conducted by the Barna group (&lt;a href="http://www.barna.org/"&gt;http://www.barna.org/&lt;/a&gt;), and documented in the book titled &lt;em&gt;unChristian&lt;/em&gt; by David Kinnaman and Gabe Lyons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This negative perception is a stumbling block for non-believers. With such a negative perception, Christian missionary work, evangelism and outreach efforts to non-believers are met with resistance and contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ministry's goal is to change that negative perception and pave the way or "prepare the field" for more palatable and effective evangelism. The change we are seeking is not a cosmetic or marketing/spin type change. Instead we are seeking life transformation in believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every significant negative perception, there are volitional changes we can make to reverse the perception: consistency, openness, acceptance, humility, compassion, grace and unconditional love. Truly living the Christian faith and treating others as Jesus would is the essence of what we're after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new face of Christianity we seek. By changing our thoughts, actions, and words in accordance to essential Biblical teaching, non-believers will start to see a new face; a face that compels them to want to know the source of the change: &lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the exciting part: IT IS POSSIBLE! Non-believers typically form their opinion and interest in Christianity through only a handful of Christian friends or acquaintances. If we live what we preach and act in accordance to our beliefs...we WILL change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;How can people get involved?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You can join our cause. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.changingthefaceofchristianity.com/"&gt;http://www.changingthefaceofchristianity.com/&lt;/a&gt; and sign-up to join the movement. We'll keep you informed of upcoming events and practical ways to make a difference in your own circle of influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We need Champions and Ambassadors to share the vision around the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We need leaders and volunteers of all kinds to support the ministry and make it a reality. Email &lt;a href="mailto:Brad@changingthefaceofchristianity.com"&gt;Brad@changingthefaceofchristianity.com&lt;/a&gt; with your desire to get involved, and we'll equip you to share the vision and find meaningful ways for you to serve the cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sales of deeperbiblestudies.com Bible studies are used to partially fund this ministry, so please order your small group bible studies from our site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;What would you like to add?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an abundantly loving, gracious and patient God. I'm humbled every day to think how far away from Him I ran, and how quickly and joyfully he accepted me when I returned to Him.&lt;br /&gt;If we will surrender ourselves to His purposes and will for our lives, He will transform us into Christlikeness and use us to bring glory to His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA: &lt;em&gt;Brad, thank you for sharing your life and your ministries. I am excited to see how God is using you and your talents!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3477850683381800288?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3477850683381800288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3477850683381800288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3477850683381800288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3477850683381800288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/03/interview-with-former-athiest.html' title='Interview With a Former Athiest'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4334283316140966316</id><published>2010-03-10T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:14:18.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Today Could Be the Day!</title><content type='html'>Here in the Peach State, the Georgia Lottery's commercials are surrounded by a catchy jingle, "Today Could Be the Day!" I'm guessing the Lottery team wants you to think today is the day you could win big money... if you play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian, "Today Could Be the Day" has a different meaning to me. Today could be the day that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;God has a special surprise planned.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lead someone to faith in Jesus!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I help someone who needs it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I grow closer to God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I grow more mature and wise in my faith.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus returns!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And those are all better options. Today could be your day to _________! Fill in the blank... play the Believer game... and win no matter what your numbers are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4334283316140966316?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4334283316140966316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4334283316140966316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4334283316140966316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4334283316140966316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-could-be-day.html' title='Today Could Be the Day!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2011872993903557755</id><published>2010-03-10T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:06:02.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Be a Winner</title><content type='html'>"The winner is always part of the answer. &lt;em&gt;The loser is always part of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The winner always has a program. &lt;em&gt;The loser always has an excuse.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The winner says, "Let me do it for you." &lt;em&gt;The loser says, "That is not my job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The winner sees an answer for every problem. &lt;em&gt;The loser sees a problem for every answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The winner sees a green near every sand trap. &lt;em&gt;The loser sees a sand trap near every green. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The winner says it may be difficult but it is possible. &lt;em&gt;The loser says it may be possible, but it is too difficult."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -- Barbara Johnson from &lt;em&gt;Fresh Elastic for Stretched Out Moms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2011872993903557755?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2011872993903557755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2011872993903557755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2011872993903557755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2011872993903557755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-winner.html' title='Be a Winner'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3321869628967060529</id><published>2010-03-08T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T04:18:25.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>"Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know why I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved." -- Will Rogers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3321869628967060529?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3321869628967060529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3321869628967060529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3321869628967060529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3321869628967060529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/03/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4385674972798688436</id><published>2010-02-26T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:57:11.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Walking in Faith</title><content type='html'>Robyn from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kingsville&lt;/span&gt; gave me permission to share her story with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This morning I decided that I needed to get back on my walking schedule. So I bundled up and took off. As I got just to the end of my street I noticed a young woman, who appeared to be by herself, unloading a truck, moving into a house. As I passed I waved and immediately starting thinking of spiritual opportunities. And of course, the obvious physical help it seemed she could use right here and now. I thought of how God, who is always faithful to my prayers (prayed with evangelism on my mind this morning) in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I continued to walk, thinking that I just got started good, and I really need to take care of my health (before I can take care of others, trying to heed my own counseling words to others). Rationalizing, trying to not feel guilty. So, I walked with purpose and determination, feeling good about disciplining myself toward lowering my cholesterol. At the same time I would not forget about what I might do for this young woman: take her homemade banana bread, welcome her to the neighborhood, invite her to worship services...   I made my big loop of several blocks, and as I got close to my street I decided that I would double-back. I said, 'OK God, if she is still there and still unloading furniture, I will need your help to not injure my back,' which was already hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, I rounded the corner and headed her way. I could not see if she was still there at first, so I kept walking. Then I could see her standing at the front door, just looking at the sofa, half was in the back of the truck and half on the front porch. I thought, 'OK God, maybe it's not too heavy and we can do this.' Just as I was about one house away, my husband drove up beside me. [He had taken the day off to make some repairs]. I told him what I was about to do, so of course he pulled over, and we went up and met our new neighbor. I held the glass door open out of the their way as they moved the sofa inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had faith that God would help me, and he sent my husband at just the perfect time. Isn't that cool?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4385674972798688436?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4385674972798688436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4385674972798688436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4385674972798688436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4385674972798688436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/walking-in-faith.html' title='Walking in Faith'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5457486461798790388</id><published>2010-02-25T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T05:43:08.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Are You a Faith Olympian?</title><content type='html'>To say the stories of the Olympic athletes are inspiring is an understatement. They can teach us to be gold medalists in our faith contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Olympians don't give up.&lt;/strong&gt; Despite injuries, falls, personal tragedy, they keep their eyes on the goal. We can keep our eyes on Heaven. And we can never give up on bringing others to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Olympians do whatever it takes&lt;/strong&gt;. Did you see the stories about cross-training? Skaters work out in the gym and jog. Skiers ride bikes. We need to be cross-disciplined, too. We need to pray, study, attend church--whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Olympians support their team.&lt;/strong&gt; It's not all about the individual; it's also about national pride. Are we supporting our home team? Or are we gossiping, cutting each other down and being critical of ministry efforts? Support your team with encouragement, prayer and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Olympians sacrifice.&lt;/strong&gt; The stories about parents giving up everything to provide training for their children get to me. Then the athletes themselves sacrifice their time, their diets and more. What are we giving up for the cause of Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never stand on the podium and hear my country's anthem. But I hope to hear something even more special one day: "Well done, good and faithful servant." How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5457486461798790388?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5457486461798790388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5457486461798790388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5457486461798790388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5457486461798790388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-you-faith-olympian.html' title='Are You a Faith Olympian?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7937513121231848108</id><published>2010-02-03T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T05:40:35.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with Dementia</title><content type='html'>As Baby Boomers age, the numbers for those getting dementia are going off the charts. Fortunately, there is an angel in Georgia who's been working for years to make life better for our elders. P.K. Beville is the founder of &lt;a href="http://www.secondwind.org/"&gt;Second Wind Dreams &lt;/a&gt;and the creator of the Virtual Dementia Tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VDT has been featured in national TV programs and in magazines, but just in case you haven't heard about it, the "tour" simulates what it's like to suffer from dementia. Yesterday, I had the opportunity to watch three people go through it in person. Wow. One woman broke down crying afterward. Even though she's worked in Long-Term Care communities for years, she said she had no idea that the people she worked with were going through these challenges. This will change the way she works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so great about P.K.'s work is that she believes she is on a mission from God to change the way elders are perceived and treated. And despite her own health challenges, she lets nothing stop her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a family version of the VDT -- if a parent, aunt, uncle or grandparent is suffering from dementia, please get a copy of this by going to &lt;a href="http://www.secondwind.org/"&gt;http://www.secondwind.org/&lt;/a&gt;. You will be so much more understanding about what your loved one is going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another level, what is your mission in life? What issue would you like to change perceptions about? What can you devote your time to make this world better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7937513121231848108?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7937513121231848108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7937513121231848108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7937513121231848108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7937513121231848108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/dealing-with-dementia.html' title='Dealing with Dementia'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7169537207019697209</id><published>2010-01-21T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T03:54:33.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Miracles We Take for Granted</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing that we turn a knob and have hot, clean water? Isn't it wonderful that we flip a switch and have light? Isn't it terrific that we can go to store and find millions of choices? We are so blessed. We get so used to these fantastic gifts, that we take them for granted until an earthquake happens, a power line breaks or our favorite store closes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the same token, those of us brought up in church from Cradle Roll on, heard the Bible stories so early in our formative thoughts, that we sometimes do not realize the spectacular, awesome, amazing events that we take for granted. Specifically, I have been thinking about Jonah being swallowed by a big fish and being spit out without having any digestive juices tear up his skin, his eyes or limbs! I heard a great sermon Sunday from Mark--the story about the men who tore a hole in  the roof to get their friend to Jesus. Some discount this, saying the roofs of that time were flimsy, thin and easy to tear. Maybe so, but it still wasn't that easy. There are so many other wonderful stories that only God could've orchestrated. We may rationalize by saying, "God can do anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be the point. When we need hope, when we need a miracle, when you are being swallowed by unemployment, illness, tragedy... remember that God can do anything. And you've got friends who will do anything to get you to Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7169537207019697209?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7169537207019697209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7169537207019697209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7169537207019697209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7169537207019697209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/miracles-we-take-for-granted.html' title='Miracles We Take for Granted'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8566215029173225254</id><published>2010-01-11T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T05:48:13.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Witness</title><content type='html'>Our church chooses a theme each year. We have a theme verse, and the sermons support the theme. Last year, the theme was so appropriate, and it was chosen months before the downfall in the economy! It was "Unshakeable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, it is "Witness." The tagline is "Walk, Talk, Live the Light." The theme verse is "There came a man, sent from God; his name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all men might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to every man, was coming into the world." John 1:6-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, our preacher talked about what it means to be a witness. He says we have a passive and active witness. I'm eager to see how this challenge will unfold in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a girlfriend who chooses an inspirational theme for herself each year. Two years ago, it was "Be great in 2008!" What is your theme for this year? What is your theme scripture for this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8566215029173225254?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8566215029173225254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8566215029173225254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8566215029173225254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8566215029173225254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/witness.html' title='Witness'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6711982559315805304</id><published>2010-01-09T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:32:48.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer for our Times</title><content type='html'>Dear God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help the jobless to find work, the homeless to find shelter, the sick to find a cure, the heartbroken to find love and the hopeless to find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6711982559315805304?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6711982559315805304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6711982559315805304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6711982559315805304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6711982559315805304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/prayer-for-our-times.html' title='A Prayer for our Times'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3018988522161804710</id><published>2010-01-04T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T05:04:08.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Lose Your Temper?</title><content type='html'>A good friend of mine, who shall remain nameless to protect her reputation, confessed to me that she would like to control her temper better in the new year. This surprised me. In the years I've known her, she always seems calm and in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who do you lose your temper at?" I asked. (Not great grammar, but that's how it came out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My husband and my kids," she admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could get a goldfish to yell at."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't do that to a poor goldfish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started laughing at that response. Then she realized what she was saying and started giggling, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldfish don't have ears, memories, feelings or egos. And they cost a lot less than counseling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3018988522161804710?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3018988522161804710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3018988522161804710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3018988522161804710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3018988522161804710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/lose-your-temper.html' title='Lose Your Temper?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1670089738122761030</id><published>2010-01-02T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:46:09.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Announcement for Atlanta-area Friends</title><content type='html'>If you're in the North Georgia area, please keep reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you always wanted to speak better or represent your organization better? If so, I can help. For the first time, I’m teaching classes open to the public. Please take a look at the courses and see if any are a good fit for you or friends you know. If you have questions about the class content, ask me. They will be held at &lt;strong&gt;The Etiquette School&lt;/strong&gt; in Cumming. Space is limited, so please register as soon as you can. To see costs and enroll, click &lt;a href="http://www.etiquetteschool.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are thumbnail descriptions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Speak to Success—Basic Presentation Skills&lt;/strong&gt;—This is hands-on, interactive and fun. I guarantee you will leave a better, more confident speaker. Each participant will leave with a DVD of his or her speeches and feedback. The class runs every Tuesday night from 6-8 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Basic Video Production&lt;/strong&gt;—My award-winning, film-making husband is helping teach this one. Never again be disappointed in your home movies. You will learn behind-the-scenes secrets for making your videos and YouTube posts look more professional. Offered Saturday, January 9 from 1-4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Screen Etiquette&lt;/strong&gt;—Do you ever wonder why people don't respond to your emails or texts? Maybe it's because you're rude! Learn email, texting and social media manners. Offered from 6-8 pm Monday, January 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Be a Spokesperson&lt;/strong&gt;—Do you represent your church, HOA, business or non-profit organization to the media or in public presentations? Learn how to sound smart and look your best on TV. We will also talk about how to get media coverage. This class will run from 6-7 pm on Thursdays, January 21 and 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Conversation Etiquette&lt;/strong&gt;—Are you gracious and encouraging? Does your speech reflect who you really are, or do you come off sounding like a jerk? Are you ever at a loss for words? Do you wish you had a phrase for the person who ticks you off? If you are nodding your head, this class is for you! It will be held from 7-8 pm Thursdays, January 21 and 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Marketing on a Shoestring&lt;/strong&gt;—This one-evening session features no-cost and low-cost ways to make big bucks without spending dramatic dollars. It’s ideal for small business owners, non-profit leaders and anyone who needs to get the word out about a good cause. Attend January 25 from 6-8 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for enrolling and thanks for passing the news along to others who may benefit from these practical classes! If you're still reading and &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; live in the Atlanta area, contact me to bring these courses to your neck of the woods!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1670089738122761030?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1670089738122761030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1670089738122761030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1670089738122761030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1670089738122761030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/announcement-for-atlanta-area-friends.html' title='Announcement for Atlanta-area Friends'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2671088236023773148</id><published>2010-01-02T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:42:23.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sz-ZFYaAihI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5lc4C-QBx7M/s1600-h/Sunshine+Happy+New+Year.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422220794107300370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sz-ZFYaAihI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5lc4C-QBx7M/s200/Sunshine+Happy+New+Year.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010 is going to be great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shirley from Kansas sent me this photo and said I could share it with you! I can't tell if Sunshine enjoys the costume, but she sure is cute in it, isn't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of people have inspired me to do things differently this year so that I can expect different results. &lt;a href="http://www.lindaswindling.com/"&gt;Linda Swindling &lt;/a&gt;asked what would I be disappointed about at the end of the year if I didn't get it done... that question really focuses me to my top priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.samhorn.com/"&gt;Sam Horn &lt;/a&gt;suggested that if you do something for the first 32 days of the year, it sets the tone for the whole year! What a great habit to get into. What can you start today that will change your year? Bible reading, journaling, acts of compassion? Notes of encouragement? Will you be healthier, smarter, kinder by the end of 2010? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you will be like Shirley, making others smile with photos of your pet come December!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2671088236023773148?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2671088236023773148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2671088236023773148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2671088236023773148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2671088236023773148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sz-ZFYaAihI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5lc4C-QBx7M/s72-c/Sunshine+Happy+New+Year.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7670575882312942653</id><published>2009-12-12T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T06:31:11.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spudnut Story</title><content type='html'>Do you have a special story about how you met your soulmate? Listen and watch my parents' story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOUVb0spLkY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOUVb0spLkY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7670575882312942653?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7670575882312942653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7670575882312942653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7670575882312942653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7670575882312942653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/12/spudnut-story.html' title='The Spudnut Story'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1064526774352747026</id><published>2009-11-28T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T12:20:01.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are YOU an Eeyore?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPx_UR7OnzI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPx_UR7OnzI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1064526774352747026?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1064526774352747026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1064526774352747026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1064526774352747026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1064526774352747026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/11/are-you-eeyore.html' title='Are YOU an Eeyore?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1029523132309109507</id><published>2009-11-26T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:12:37.954-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sw571FLBGpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gfHJbFiuEaA/s1600/Epsie+Photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408396354370214546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sw571FLBGpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gfHJbFiuEaA/s200/Epsie+Photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom was born on Thanksgiving, and it's so appropriate. She is a joyous, optimistic, thankful person. She always sees the silver lining and notices the beauty in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been in the hospital the past week, and while she's in a great deal of pain, she appreciates the calls and visits she's received. Yesterday, I asked her if she'd had any visitors. "The nurses have come by," she replied innocently. I had to smile. Only my mom would think of the healthcare professionals as visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mom went into the hospital for a routine knee replacement. But she had a complication and a second surgery.&lt;em&gt; I&lt;/em&gt; may need two knee replacements after all the praying! But she walked around the bed yesterday and may go home in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sw5707zBX8I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y5Ip9FbwGnQ/s1600/Lorri_Epsie-Trot.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I met a woman at church here in Atlanta, and we discovered we attended the same church in Kansas when I was a little girl. Mrs. Hooten brought me the directory page that had a photo of my mom and me. Wasn't that sweet of her? It was fun seeing my mom and me 40 years ago. My mom looked great--she's always been photogenic. In fact, it was the black and white photo above that appeared in the local newspaper that caught my dad's eye--love at first sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sw5707zBX8I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y5Ip9FbwGnQ/s1600/Lorri_Epsie-Trot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408396351853649858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sw5707zBX8I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y5Ip9FbwGnQ/s200/Lorri_Epsie-Trot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this photo taken on Thanksgiving two years ago. I ran the Turkey Trot in Fort Worth and Mom was there, cheering me on. Mom has always been a great encourager, so today on her birthday, I want to cheer her on. Mom, you can do this walking thing! How about running the Turkey Trot with me one year from today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you. I am thankful for you. Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1029523132309109507?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1029523132309109507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1029523132309109507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1029523132309109507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1029523132309109507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mom!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sw571FLBGpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gfHJbFiuEaA/s72-c/Epsie+Photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8541214968807723198</id><published>2009-10-31T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:46:43.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chase Me!</title><content type='html'>Our puppy loves to play chase. She even sort of gets, "Tag! You're it!" When I tell her that and run the opposite direction, she catches me and nose bumps me. It seems I always tire out before she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a special child in our lives--Ben--the son of our dear friends Brooke and Laura. When Ben was about two, we had the treat of living in the same town. We would go over to their house, and for hours, Ben wanted us to chase him around the den, living room and kitchen in a big circle. "Chase me, Unca Mark, chase me!" he would squeal. It seems Mark and I would always tire out before Ben did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why some of us like being chased, but maybe it's because we become the center of attention, the focus of the chaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that Jesus is chasing you! You are the center of His attention. He wants to catch you and shower you with blessings and love. In this case, the chaser will never tire out before the chasee. But don't run from Him; run to Him. It will be the best game of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8541214968807723198?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8541214968807723198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8541214968807723198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8541214968807723198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8541214968807723198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/10/chase-me.html' title='Chase Me!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5181372568778994814</id><published>2009-10-04T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T04:01:47.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>A Prayer for the Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>Dear God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you overwhelmed with obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my time today and bless it so that it stretches and seems longer than 24 hours. Please give me the energy to do all the things I think I need to do. And give me the courage to let go of those action items that I don't really need to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for overcommitting once again. Help me to get my priorities straight and put you at the the top of the to-do list. On a day you have given us to rest, help me to see that recharging is more important than doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me to get as much satisfaction in being with you as I do in checking off something on the list. Help me to live by your Word more than my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me one more day to live for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5181372568778994814?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5181372568778994814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5181372568778994814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5181372568778994814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5181372568778994814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayer-for-overwhelmed.html' title='A Prayer for the Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6552961048238611877</id><published>2009-09-26T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T04:36:41.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update From the Ark</title><content type='html'>Thanks to so many of you for calling, emailing and facebooking your concern about our safety and well-being after the flooding in north Georgia. I was touched to hear from friends that I love, but don't hear from so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got as much rain in five days as some of you get in a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some parts of the region were hit much worse than others. For instance, my co-worker, Larry, is still on a boil-water alert. Some districts are unable to reopen schools, and then there are those who actually lost loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we feel blessed to only have a little bit of flooding. And that may have been a structural issue with our home that we have already been able to repair. We won't know for sure until another hard rain... and let's pray that it's awhile before that happens again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house smells awful because of the wet carpets and who knows what else... and it reminds me of the way our sins must offend God. I am thankful His grace wipes away the odor and makes us presentable to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get back to cleaning... may your day be bright and filled with sunshine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6552961048238611877?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6552961048238611877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6552961048238611877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6552961048238611877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6552961048238611877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-from-ark.html' title='Update From the Ark'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7704372606744886328</id><published>2009-09-04T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:20:01.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult People</title><content type='html'>Phewee, have I had my share of difficult people to deal with the last couple of weeks. As tactful but honest, compromising but principled as I tried to be, I still didn't persuade, and in one case, even got cursed at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about throwing up a prayer, "Dear Lord, if you would take these difficult personalities out of my life, I could do so much more for your kingdom." But then I remembered Jesus had his share of difficult people to deal with. And he had much more tact and many more persuasive skills than I. But he still got yelled at, beaten up, cursed at and even murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my suspicion that we will all have difficult people in our lives until we die. Let's just hope we all become easier to get along with when we reach heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7704372606744886328?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7704372606744886328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7704372606744886328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7704372606744886328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7704372606744886328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/09/difficult-people.html' title='Difficult People'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4469775978030837684</id><published>2009-08-22T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:05:12.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrels, Birds, Planes and Jesus</title><content type='html'>One of our dogs goes crazy when she sees a squirrel. The puppy doesn't even notice squirrels. Birds catch her attention. People are like that, too. My husband thinks baseball and planes are fascinating. I'd rather be in a sailboat or scuba diving. We all have some interest that makes our heart beat a little faster, our mind work overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some marry their passions to their ministry. For instance, a running group started here in Georgia is adding chapters all over--it's called &lt;a href="http://www.christianrunners.org/"&gt;Christian Runners&lt;/a&gt;. It would be great if we could start a faith club for every hobby. Just imagine, we could reach people who love to do what we do who would never hear the gospel message any other way. My husband could write "Sermons on the Mound" for baseball fans who might be seekers. I could join "Sailors for Jesus." Knitters, swimmers, skateboarders, ice skaters, tennis players... you name it, we could reach out to people and have fun at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to see if there's already an organization of "Under Water Witnesses." Just as soon as I go get the dog away from the squirrel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4469775978030837684?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4469775978030837684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4469775978030837684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4469775978030837684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4469775978030837684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/08/squirrels-birds-planes-and-jesus.html' title='Squirrels, Birds, Planes and Jesus'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5380325166931028579</id><published>2009-08-13T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:48:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement from Music</title><content type='html'>We had a lovely singer-songwriter on our talk show today. Her name is Angela Kaset. She performed several of the songs on her new CD, while playing the keyboard. Such talent. I've been humming her tunes all day. Her album is eclectic... several songs are faith-based, some are romantic and others reflect what is going on in our world. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.angelakaset.com/"&gt;www.AngelaKaset.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5380325166931028579?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5380325166931028579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5380325166931028579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5380325166931028579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5380325166931028579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/08/encouragement-from-music.html' title='Encouragement from Music'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6359130973676789101</id><published>2009-08-06T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:22:06.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><title type='text'>Gifts</title><content type='html'>Today, two precious listeners to our &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/Mornings"&gt;morning talk show&lt;/a&gt; gave me special gifts. Lewis, in the studio from Pennsylvania, brought a handmade quilt from Amish country. It is beautiful. He also brought a neat shell from his dive in North Carolina. And when I got home, there was a package from Duane with fresh ground coffee and homemade jellies and preserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I love to get surprises, I was so humbled that they would take the time to pick out such nice things and take the trouble to get them to me. I felt so undeserving. It's not my birthday, anniversary or Christmas! And I didn't get them anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These unexpected gifts remind me of God's grace. We do nothing to deserve his mercy, but he surprises us with blessing after blessing even when there is no special occasion. We cannot earn his mercy, but like Duane and Lewis, God is generous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6359130973676789101?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6359130973676789101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6359130973676789101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6359130973676789101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6359130973676789101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/08/gifts.html' title='Gifts'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1128007679787206209</id><published>2009-07-31T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:08:56.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Want to Speak Professionally?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SnKypn9sisI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6nxN124pdm4/s1600-h/Lorri+%26+Barbara+Glanz+NSA+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364546534323817154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SnKypn9sisI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6nxN124pdm4/s200/Lorri+%26+Barbara+Glanz+NSA+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So many people will come up to me after presentations and say, "I want to do what you do!" If you have a message to share that will inspire, motivate or inform, professional speaking can be a great part-time or full-time career/calling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am with a role-model in the speaking profession, &lt;a href="http://www.barbaraglanz.com/"&gt;Barbara Glanz.&lt;/a&gt; She is beautiful on the inside and the outside. We are in the Phoenix airport, about to get on the same flight after the &lt;a href="http://www.nsaspeaker.org/"&gt;National Speakers Association's &lt;/a&gt;annual convention. The event is always a morale-booster. Imagine how you would feel after hearing the world's best speakers, hour after hour for four days straight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to get better at speaking, or get over your fear of speaking, join &lt;a href="http://www.toastmasters.org/"&gt;Toastmasters International.&lt;/a&gt; But if you're a good speaker and are getting paid for your speeches, join NSA. You'll love the encouragement, mentoring and advice that members give each other. It's a giving, loving profession.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1128007679787206209?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1128007679787206209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1128007679787206209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1128007679787206209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1128007679787206209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/07/want-to-speak-professionally.html' title='Want to Speak Professionally?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SnKypn9sisI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6nxN124pdm4/s72-c/Lorri+%26+Barbara+Glanz+NSA+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8541384920844441455</id><published>2009-07-31T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:58:57.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SnKxv1W_hWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_vDMOBje56Q/s1600-h/Sandy+6+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364545541487166818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SnKxv1W_hWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_vDMOBje56Q/s200/Sandy+6+months.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Sandy at six months old! I was struck by how much she looks like the yellow labs doing great work for veterans and law enforcement. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.puppiesbehindbars.com/"&gt;www.PuppiesBehindBars.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like a wonderful organization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8541384920844441455?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8541384920844441455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8541384920844441455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8541384920844441455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8541384920844441455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-is-sandy-at-six-months-old-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SnKxv1W_hWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_vDMOBje56Q/s72-c/Sandy+6+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-578898828320956377</id><published>2009-06-28T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:56:55.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SkgDHNp49kI/AAAAAAAAAF4/d3LbQbywp88/s1600-h/Sandy+5+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352531579589162562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SkgDHNp49kI/AAAAAAAAAF4/d3LbQbywp88/s200/Sandy+5+months.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday present has gone from huggable to huge! Remember that sweet little seven-pound puppy? She is nearly seven times that size now and still growing. She has learned how to bark at strangers, and she's mostly house-trained... stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-578898828320956377?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/578898828320956377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=578898828320956377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/578898828320956377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/578898828320956377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/06/sandy-update.html' title='Sandy Update'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SkgDHNp49kI/AAAAAAAAAF4/d3LbQbywp88/s72-c/Sandy+5+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4623844140902813634</id><published>2009-06-18T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:06:06.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Follow Me on Twitter</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at work, we saw a Twitter presentation about an employee who died too young. His short messages, strung together, painted a picture of a sweet husband, a fanatic father and a praying ice cream lover. If his tweets could inspire people to be better, get creative, love God and be kinder, then I want to do the same. Follow me at &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/LorriVAllen"&gt;www.Twitter.com/LorriVAllen&lt;/a&gt; and let's encourage each other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4623844140902813634?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4623844140902813634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4623844140902813634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4623844140902813634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4623844140902813634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/06/follow-me-on-twitter.html' title='Follow Me on Twitter'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2575402682951263513</id><published>2009-06-09T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:01:53.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Kindness</title><content type='html'>We all want to be kinder, right? Or maybe more accurately, we all want to be treated more kindly. I was excited to find out about &lt;a href="http://www.thekindnessrevolution.net/"&gt;The Kindness Revolution&lt;/a&gt;, which is taking the idea to companies and schools. The organization is looking for representatives--can you do the job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2575402682951263513?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2575402682951263513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2575402682951263513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2575402682951263513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2575402682951263513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/06/kindness.html' title='Kindness'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6727467693574169958</id><published>2009-06-07T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:35:04.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><title type='text'>I'll Dance at Your Wedding</title><content type='html'>Most of my childhood summers were spent with my arthritic grandmother. I loved being with her. It was a win-win. She made me feel special, and I carried, ran errands, cleaned up. She didn't make me work too hard, though. Sometimes, she would even preface a request with the phrase, "I'll dance at your wedding." Never mind that I would do the task anyway. Never mind that we worshipped at an old-fashioned church that didn't approve of dancing. And never mind that if there were dancing at my wedding, she'd be doing well to walk to her seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the idea of my grandmother dancing, got me moving quickly to do whatever she wanted doing. The first time she said it, I remember asking, "Really, Marnie? You'd dance at my wedding?" I liked the idea of her being able to dance, and if putting her shoes in the closet or carrying the dirty clothes to the washing machine would help, I wanted to do my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally did get married at age 33, Marnie had been dead eleven years. And there was no dancing at the ceremony or reception. But I like to think that maybe she was dancing in Heaven, with two strong, unbent legs, fulfilling a promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6727467693574169958?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6727467693574169958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6727467693574169958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6727467693574169958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6727467693574169958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-dance-at-your-wedding.html' title='I&apos;ll Dance at Your Wedding'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1813184914742284563</id><published>2009-05-19T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:12:25.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><title type='text'>The Spiritual Weight Room</title><content type='html'>Our preacher encouraged us Sunday to get in the spiritual weight room if we wanted spiritual growth. He said people had to see us sweat to see Jesus. Hmmm, I'm pretty sure he was being figurative because when people see me sweat on the running trail, I don't think it makes them think of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband was listening closely. A few minutes after the sermon, we took our friend to check out of her hotel room. While I was helping her finish packing and carry her baggage back up to the lobby, Mark met a homeless couple in the parking lot. When we saw him at the front desk, he was paying for two nights so that Stephen and his wife could rest, shower and regroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought for just a moment about how we have two mortgages and lots of repairs to do. But my husband was sweating. The smile on Stephen's face showed that he saw Jesus in Mark. So, we may put off a few repairs for another month or two. We are blessed to have jobs and a God who puts the weights right before us. We don't even have to join a gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1813184914742284563?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1813184914742284563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1813184914742284563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1813184914742284563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1813184914742284563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/05/spiritual-weight-room.html' title='The Spiritual Weight Room'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3245718459115005776</id><published>2009-04-10T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:40:22.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>What Did God Make You For?</title><content type='html'>Our minister, Don McLaughlin, inspired us so much Sunday in his sermon, "Seeds of Hope." You can listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.nacofc.org/"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;, but let me give you the short version of how it encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Don quoted a story about how seeds are used as tools, weapons, jewelry, but it's only when we plant them that they are truly used for the purpose that God intended. And just as the seed dies to give life, we must die daily to all else but Jesus to reach the purpose that God intended for our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ask yourself, "Am I being used for what God made me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer was, "God made me a talk show host, speaker and writer to win souls for him, to encourage others and to strengthen their faith." Am I used that way every day? Unfortunately, no. But having that as a mission statement will focus me to surrender to his will daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Don reminded the Christians in the audience, "You signed up for this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that convicts me is the writing challenge. In addition to two personal blogs, a work blog, two monthly e-newsletters and assorted work writing, I feel called to write books. I have five viable projects in various stages. But something is holding me back from completion. I really think these books will help people, encourage them or strengthen their faith. But I am stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little Miracle-Grow (sleep), water (focus and prayer) and rich soil (exhortations like Don's) will cause my book-writing seed to sprout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Are you stuck? What do you need? Think about what God made you for and head toward it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3245718459115005776?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3245718459115005776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3245718459115005776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3245718459115005776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3245718459115005776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-did-god-make-you-for.html' title='What Did God Make You For?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4930333259674436705</id><published>2009-04-02T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:58:58.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Vision</title><content type='html'>My contact was irritating me so much that tears were streaming out of my right eye. Some moments, I could see just fine and then a minute later, it was as if the contact had fallen out--I could not focus at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and yanked the contact out of my eye with a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I started to put the contact in and realized there were TWO contacts stuck together. Don't ask me how that happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often, we are irritated, or we can't focus or get a vision of the future. Then, in hindsight (pun intended) we realize that the issue bothering us could have been easily solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life threatens to rob you of your joy, take a deep breath, say a prayer and ask God to show you the simple solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you wear contacts, always insert only one lens per eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4930333259674436705?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4930333259674436705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4930333259674436705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4930333259674436705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4930333259674436705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/04/double-vision.html' title='Double Vision'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7037249265824969549</id><published>2009-03-29T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:48:17.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>All Things to Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sc_k_S0-V_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dC_AEQpI23o/s1600-h/Sandy+9+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318721460984764402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sc_k_S0-V_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dC_AEQpI23o/s200/Sandy+9+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend heard about the gift of Sandy, my new puppy, and shared with me that she always thought Paul was talking about dogs in 1 Timothy 6:17. I ran to my Bible to see what the scripture said, and sure enough, he could be talking about pets, or friends, or books, or a beautiful view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scripture reads: "Instruct those who are rich in this present world not to be conceited or to fix their hope on the uncertainty of riches, but on God, who richly supplies us with all things to enjoy (NASB)."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I weren't sure about enjoying Sandy's long-term outlook. Since the first few days with us, she had been scratching and turning red all over. We tried odorless detergent. We tried two different kinds of special food. The vet said she had a flea infection. So we spent $300 on medicine. But she wasn't getting better. In fact, she was getting worse. She seemed miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another trip to the vet... this time, it turns out Sandy has mange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, like many of our trials on earth, this one is curable. Until that time, Sandy is wearing pink puppy footies and a doggie T-shirt so she won't scratch herself so badly. She seems to know that we are trying to help her, and that just gives us one more thing to appreciate about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Father, for richly supplying us with so much to enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7037249265824969549?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7037249265824969549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7037249265824969549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7037249265824969549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7037249265824969549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/03/friend-heard-about-gift-of-sandy-my-new.html' title='All Things to Enjoy'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Sc_k_S0-V_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dC_AEQpI23o/s72-c/Sandy+9+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4579868792189017049</id><published>2009-03-14T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:54:42.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313203722146400226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SbxKon3Rx-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y8k2qRJRHjM/s200/Puppy+and+Mark.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SbxKo9zgE5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/TVuO1gnimf0/s1600-h/Puppy+Pic+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313203728036139922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SbxKo9zgE5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/TVuO1gnimf0/s200/Puppy+Pic+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year, my husband gave me the best birthday present--well, second only to the engagement ring he gave me in 1995. Her name is Sandy, and he went to a lot of trouble to surprise me &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/mornings"&gt;on the air &lt;/a&gt;with the new puppy. I cried, I was so shocked and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago, about a week before my birthday, we had to put Daisy to sleep. I'd had Daisy before Mark entered my life, so she was a special friend. Her death was so sad, it was the worst day of our marriage. We'll face worse trials in our future, and compared to what many are going through, it is almost trivial. Life goes on, though, and as I look at this little bundle snoozing on the floor at my feet, I wonder how we waited so long to have another sweet creature be part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If you need encouragement, consider giving a dog a home. You will learn lessons about God's unconditional love in ways you never will listening to a sermon. Of course, how you react to potty-training may teach you more about yourself than you wanted to learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We named her "Sandy" because she was picked up a tiny pup all alone, a stray in the streets. And Sandy is the name of Orphan Annie's dog. Our Sandy was not going to live long if she didn't get adopted soon. It breaks my heart to think this beautiful, smart dog would've been euthanized, as they like to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   We look forward to many years of companionship and will always celebrate how this orphan entered our lives and made our tomorrow's brighter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4579868792189017049?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4579868792189017049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4579868792189017049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4579868792189017049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4579868792189017049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/03/sandy.html' title='Sandy'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SbxKon3Rx-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y8k2qRJRHjM/s72-c/Puppy+and+Mark.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-521225036006295283</id><published>2009-03-14T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:38:14.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Better than a Horror-scope</title><content type='html'>"I pray you will enjoy many unexpected blessings today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how a person signed off an email to me early one morning. Wow! I figured if he was praying that, I would have a great day! And you know what? I did. Every time something pleasant happened the rest of the day, I would ask myself, "Is this the unexpected blessing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve all those blessings. Just like we don't deserve God's mercy. But thinking that an unexpected blessing may come along made me smile all day long. And knowing that this man I respected took the time to say a prayer for me was the best blessing of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these uncertain times, any excuse for a smile is welcome. We can take pleasure in simple favors. Even scientific researchers say expressing gratitude helps our health and well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, list what you're thankful for, and enjoy those unexpected blessings, like the prayer of a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-521225036006295283?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/521225036006295283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=521225036006295283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/521225036006295283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/521225036006295283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-than-horror-scope.html' title='Better than a Horror-scope'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1225477611515687776</id><published>2009-02-22T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:16:22.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>On the Economy</title><content type='html'>I heard this from the pulpit today and thought you might like it as much as I did: "We may be in challenging times, but God is not."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1225477611515687776?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1225477611515687776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1225477611515687776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1225477611515687776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1225477611515687776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-economy.html' title='On the Economy'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-880237905216233952</id><published>2009-02-07T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:06:50.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Sidewalk Encouragement</title><content type='html'>It's hilly in Norcross, Geogia... and running, especially when it's cold, is a mental and physical challenge. So imagine my surprise recently when I saw encouraging messages written in chalk on the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one said, "Faith Hope Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few yards later, the artist had drawn some flowers and written, "Run on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, "Say Thank You." I looked around. Who was I supposed to thank? Across the street were some guys blowing leaves. They couldn't hear me, but I smiled and waved. I felt warmer. The hills weren't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the next and last message, I laughed out loud. It said, "It ain't raining." No, it wasn't and that always makes for a better run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite movie lines is from &lt;em&gt;Bull Durham&lt;/em&gt;. The young pitcher tells a reporter, "You win some. You lose some. And sometimes it rains."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the race of life, we win some, we lose some... and then we head to a place where it never rains. Look for encouragement where you can get it, and always on the sidewalks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-880237905216233952?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/880237905216233952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=880237905216233952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/880237905216233952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/880237905216233952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/02/sidewalk-encouragement.html' title='Sidewalk Encouragement'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7278258409534118144</id><published>2009-01-24T09:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:25:23.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Emails</title><content type='html'>Are you ever tempted to delete emails when you know it's likely to be a chain message or one of those tear-jerkers that have been circulating for years? I am. But when my dad sends one, I open it up because he forwards them infrequently, and when he does, he adds insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, this morning, I'd already deleted the message once (a woman from his church has both me and Dad on her mailing list), but I opened his email with the same subject line, and sure enough, the note from him said, "Your mother prays with the faith that the little girl in this story has."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to hear things like that from and about your parents. But I get a couple of other lessons from it. One, that God sent us emails, OK, really books of the Bible, and they're the same messages that have been circulating for centuries, but we can still get insight from our Heavenly Father. The second lesson is that, maybe when we pray, God doesn't want to hear the rote, same old-same old, but a little personal message from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an interesting author on our talk show last year who had written about praying in different forms: with your drawing, your singing, your writing. The upshot was prayer didn't have to be spoken. So maybe I will &lt;em&gt;email&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;God. But it won't be a chain message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7278258409534118144?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7278258409534118144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7278258409534118144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7278258409534118144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7278258409534118144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-ever-tempted-to-delete-emails.html' title='Emails'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3255777749512909015</id><published>2009-01-19T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:42:08.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuma, Arizona</title><content type='html'>My hubby and I used all of our vacation days last year, moving from Texas and working on freelance projects. So family visits were due as soon as we could use vacation days this year. We planned to go see his parents in &lt;a href="http://www.visityuma.com/"&gt;Yuma, Arizona&lt;/a&gt;. The Chamber of Commerce couldn't have ordered better weather. The blue-blue skies held no clouds and temps climbed to 75 each day. It was a pleasure to stand out on the street and not be hot or cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark has been eager most of our marriage to rent a recreational vehicle, even though he knew I wouldn't be thrilled about it. One of the first things I told him when we started talking about getting married is that I didn't like camping, and I wasn't a good cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I decided if it would make him happy, I would at least try staying in an RV for a few days. So we picked up the RV in Phoenix and drove three hours to Yuma. It wasn't so bad, really. The RV made me thankful for our home, the bathroom with lots of hot water, the closets, the dishwasher and the comfy mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about the visit was being with Mark's parents. They are a lot of fun: quick-witted and interested in making jokes and singing harmonies. What strikes me is how much they love each other. Nancy has to take lots of medicines after open heart surgery, and Bobby patiently gets them organized for her and fixes her meals. When I had a chance to encourage him, I said, "You sure are a good husband." He replied, "She deserves it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow--how many couples would let illness drive them to bitterness or complaining? Bobby acts as though it's an honor to care for his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a role model like that, I'm sure my husband will be sweet to me in years to come. So, I guess it was worth it to try the RV. Maybe I will brush up on my cooking skills next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3255777749512909015?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3255777749512909015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3255777749512909015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3255777749512909015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3255777749512909015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/yuma-arizona.html' title='Yuma, Arizona'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4776350598422653266</id><published>2009-01-01T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:04:42.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I wish you a peaceful but exciting new year.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you grow in faith, but that you don't have to suffer loss or pain to do so.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will be able to keep the resolutions that make you healthier and happier.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to hearing about your dreams, testimonies, stories and adventures in 2009. I'll share some of mine here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized that this month begins ten years of my ezine, the &lt;em&gt;Good News Newsletter&lt;/em&gt;. It's short, sweet and designed to encourage Christians... or make them think. The content is always different than the essays here on the blog. If you would like to subscribe, go to &lt;a href="http://www.lorri.com/"&gt;my website &lt;/a&gt;and look for the button that says "free newsletter," or send me an email and put "subscribe GNN" in the subject line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, may God bless you extravagantly in 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4776350598422653266?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4776350598422653266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4776350598422653266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4776350598422653266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4776350598422653266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8914846960253327947</id><published>2008-12-01T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:51:20.171-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Service'/><title type='text'>Parts and Fits</title><content type='html'>My husband Mark and I have joined a new church, and we love it! The preacher is articulate, interesting and challenging. The singing is relevant and inspirational. The members are friendly and involved. The ministries are varied and out-reaching. We look forward to serving and building new relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the orientation meetings we attended, a couple of men subtly encouraged Mark to become a referee or coach in the Upward sports programs. I'm sure their intentions were terrific--the men talked about how much they got out of helping kids in the community. Mark was polite, but he knows that is not his gift. Oh, he could do it. He likes kids, he likes sports, and he likes teams who follow the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that would be like sticking a foot where your head is supposed to go. Mark is brilliant with video and drama. He writes original skits, directs plays, shoots video of events or creates and directs video, and then he can edit and even post it to a website or PowerPoint presentation. Almost every church we have belonged to has realized what a blessing this gift is and has used Mark's God-given talents in special ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I'm biased and just bragging about my husband. Maybe... but ask yourself... are you participating in a ministry just because someone asked you to... or because that is where you are brilliant? If you're the person who recruits people for service, are you just getting warm bodies, or are you finding people who are passionate about the project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't settle for less. God doesn't. He created each one of us with a gift. Some talents are just easier to spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For just as we have many members in one body and the members do not have the same function, so we, who are many, are one body in Christ..." Romans 12:4-5 (NASB)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8914846960253327947?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8914846960253327947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8914846960253327947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8914846960253327947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8914846960253327947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/12/parts-and-fits.html' title='Parts and Fits'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1178014345689125168</id><published>2008-11-30T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:04:01.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prentice Meador</title><content type='html'>I didn't intend to write about Prentice Meador today... I had a whole different essay I wanted to share with you about our new church. But our new preacher has the same fiery intensity and great delivery that Prentice has... had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prentice died Tuesday after a quick, but toxic infection took over his body. Prentice was an incredible communicator, a great preacher and terrific writer. I attended his church in Dallas for about six years, and see that as a time that my faith grew incredibly... due to his teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may know Prentice from his appearances on "American Religious Town Hall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Meador leaves behind a wonderful legacy of children, grandchildren, books and sermons online. I hope that all those of us inspired by his love of the Lord, his admonitions to speak well of the church and to follow Jesus will leave a legacy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prentice was a runner. But he had his priorities. After I ran my first marathon, he congratulated me, and said sadly, "I'll probably never be able to run one, since they are held on Sundays."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, while I was working for the Automotive Satellite Television Network, I had a cool Dodge sports coupe to drive for a week. One Wednesday night after church, Prentice and I were walking out of the building at the same time. I dangled the keys, "Would you like to take a spin around the block?" He grinned and had that standard shift dancing in seconds. Then he said, "I could never have a car like this. Some people would complain that I was making too much money!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cannot be easy to be a preacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know where he is now... and I'd like to think God called Prentice so quickly because there was a little red sports car parked on a cloud that just couldn't wait for a new owner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1178014345689125168?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1178014345689125168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1178014345689125168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1178014345689125168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1178014345689125168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/11/prentice-meador.html' title='Prentice Meador'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2899594455017086742</id><published>2008-11-22T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:36:44.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Getting in the Christmas Spirit</title><content type='html'>Some folks really get on their soapbox about the appropriate time to decorate for Christmas or the date to send greetings. I think this is humorous since we can celebrate Jesus' birth all year long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I'm a sucker for Christmas hymns, carols, songs. We interviewed a gospel recording artist on our &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;morning talk show &lt;/a&gt;this week. His name is &lt;a href="http://www.traviscottrell.com/"&gt;Travis Cottrell&lt;/a&gt;, and his new Christmas CD is &lt;em&gt;Ring the Bells&lt;/em&gt;. Sometimes when there are extra give-aways, we hosts get to keep a copy for ourselves, and I'm so thankful that I got to keep this CD. It's great! I normally try to wait until after Thanksgiving to play Christmas CD's around the house, but I've been listening to &lt;em&gt;Ring the Bells&lt;/em&gt; all day, and it has kept a smile on a my face. My favorites are the title song and his rendition of "O Holy Night." It's heart-soaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if the economy has you worried, put on a Christmas CD. And think about that little baby in a manger. He came to Earth so you wouldn't have to panic about anything... at any time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2899594455017086742?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2899594455017086742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2899594455017086742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2899594455017086742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2899594455017086742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-in-christmas-spirit.html' title='Getting in the Christmas Spirit'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6677543807590017597</id><published>2008-10-29T03:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T03:59:34.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Solutions</title><content type='html'>Sometimes encouraging can be as simple as not picking people apart on different opinions. My friend Dena Dyer came up with a compromise for political arguments by creating a clever YouTube video. I liked it so much, I asked her opinion to put it on "&lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;Mornings&lt;/a&gt;," and then she wrote a press release about her video. She's given me permission to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Mom-Blogger Urges Mothers to Vote, Not Fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After noticing that the nomination of Sarah Palin had re-ignited the "mommy wars," mom-blogger Dena Dyer created a Dr. Suess parody video called "Red (State) Mom, Blue (State) Mom" urging mothers to vote their beliefs, not fight about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fredericksburg, Texas (&lt;a href="http://www.prweb.com/"&gt;PRWEB&lt;/a&gt;) October 18, 2008 -- The nomination of Sarah Palin has re-ignited the "mommy wars." Over water coolers, in chat rooms and in person, mothers are once again sparring over politics, childcare choices, and the work/life balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Award-winning mommy blogger Dena Dyer says, "It bothers me that so many mothers are up in arms, and that they are spending countless hours fighting about the candidates."Dyer has friends on both sides of the political spectrum, so she came up with a Dr. Suess parody that encourages moms to vote their beliefs, not fight about them. "Red (State) Mom, Blue (State) Mom" is based on the classic children's book &lt;em&gt;One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish&lt;/em&gt; and is available on YouTube at &lt;a onclick="linkClick( this.href );" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxVugi06wyM" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxVugi06wyM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video was featured on FamilyNet's national morning show, "Mornings with Lorri &amp;amp; Larry." Co-host and guest coordinator Lorri Allen says, "We are always looking for timely stories on our morning talk show. Dena Dyer's Dr. Seuss parody was a perfect fit for us. She not only entertains, she also offers a peaceful solution to political bickering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyer believes that moms have more in common than they think. "I've been a stay-at-home mom, at work-at-home mom, and a work-outside-the-home mom. I've had my kids in public and private schools, and I have a lot of friends that homeschool their children. And you know what? We moms are more alike than not. We tend to want the same things for our children, though we may disagree on how to get there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She adds, "I hope moms will watch the video and laugh. I also hope they'll realize that the energy they're spending on battling other moms could be better spent on making the changes they long for a reality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, including the text to "Red (State) Mom, Blue (State) Mom," visit &lt;a onclick="linkClick( this.href );" href="http://www.denadyer.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.denadyer.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6677543807590017597?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6677543807590017597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6677543807590017597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6677543807590017597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6677543807590017597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/finding-solutions.html' title='Finding Solutions'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3746717423469053689</id><published>2008-10-17T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:47:53.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SPkSg8tVmsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_TazGz4EblI/s1600-h/Lorri+-+Cotton+Bowl++2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258254397193165506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SPkSg8tVmsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_TazGz4EblI/s200/Lorri+-+Cotton+Bowl++2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this time of year! College football is so much fun to watch, and if you're a fan like me, it's great exercise--there's all the jumping and cheering in the stands and the throwing of things if you're watching on TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for true confessions: I am such a fan that it is hard for me to be a Christian Encourager when I think of my team's dreaded rivals. But in the last few years, I have decided it was time for me to grow up. How can I be a faith-based talk show host one day and be yelling nasty things the next day in the Cotton Bowl? Well, not that I would normally think of nasty things to say, but there's this one part of the fight song that the whole Longhorn nation has adopted that is just not polite language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year, I prayed for the best team to win, for no one on either side to get hurt, and then... the hard prayer... to surrender the game! See, I think I thought that I could will my team to victory if I shouted louder, concentrated more or tensed harder. So many, many times in the dramatic game last Saturday, I prayed, "Lord, I surrender this game to you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that might make me a bad fan to some. Like I was giving up. But it gave me peace. Victory in a football game just can't take precedence over victory in Jesus. I didn't want the rivals or the outcome to have that much control over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258256035324351666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SPkUATOP1LI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AyQrr-hJ-_o/s200/Lorri+-+new+cotton+bowl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know what? I can't take credit for this, as much as I'd like to, but our team had a surprising upset over the #1 team in the country! And you know what else, the rivals' fans I encountered were nicer to me than I've experienced in years. Maybe God loves people from Oklahoma, too. Ha ha... just joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, now I'm going to start working on surrendering that Missouri game tomorrow night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3746717423469053689?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3746717423469053689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3746717423469053689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3746717423469053689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3746717423469053689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/college-football.html' title='College Football'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SPkSg8tVmsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_TazGz4EblI/s72-c/Lorri+-+Cotton+Bowl++2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-684639896949635501</id><published>2008-10-05T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:05:16.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice Your Signs</title><content type='html'>When my husband gets grumpy, I feed him. Then he becomes the sweetheart I fell in love with. When I notice that every little thing makes me angry, I know I need a nap. For him, it's food. For me, it's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the signs you have gone from being a great person to a grouch? Most of us want to be encouragers, role models, Christian examples... but we are human. We can get waylaid by low blood sugar, fatigue or something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of yourself -- and I promise that I will, too! I don't like being angry. Hmmm, a nap sounds good right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-684639896949635501?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/684639896949635501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=684639896949635501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/684639896949635501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/684639896949635501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/notice-your-signs.html' title='Notice Your Signs'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6317253096951173831</id><published>2008-09-23T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:27:38.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Change of Scenery</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, I snuck away for a weekend with girlfriends. Just to give you an idea of how beautiful God's creation is, we had a picnic at&lt;a href="http://www.dupontforest.com/"&gt; the place &lt;/a&gt;where the film &lt;em&gt;The Last of the Mohicans&lt;/em&gt; was shot. I had no idea how just getting away from the city and spending time with friends I hadn't seen in awhile would relax AND invigorate me. I feel so rested and rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to encourage you to take a mini-vacation. In these days of high tension and uncertainty, you may not feel like you can afford to drive a few hours away. But you can go to a state park or take a walk and appreciate the cooler temperatures. Sleep in if you can or take a nap--anything to change up your routine and recharge your batteries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6317253096951173831?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6317253096951173831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6317253096951173831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6317253096951173831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6317253096951173831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/change-of-scenery.html' title='Change of Scenery'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6157939348931151300</id><published>2008-09-06T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:18:42.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Missing the Lone Star State</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;No matter how far we may wander, Texas lingers with us,&lt;br /&gt;coloring our perceptions of the world.&lt;/em&gt; -- Elmer Kelton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia really is much prettier. Texas must be a State of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw a big doe at Stone Mountain. I wouldn't see that on the Fort Worth levees!&lt;br /&gt;Later, I fell. My shoulder is bloody and bruised. I never fell running on the levees--maybe it's these hills that are doing me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's doing you in? Is it your state of mind or the hills you climb as you fight life's battles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bactine, chocolate, prayer and knowing I'll be back home next month for a visit to The State Fair have me feeling better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6157939348931151300?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6157939348931151300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6157939348931151300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6157939348931151300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6157939348931151300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-lone-star-state.html' title='Missing the Lone Star State'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1311251393074653182</id><published>2008-08-30T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:01:36.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>What a Way to Start the Day</title><content type='html'>My friend Gloria's sweet husband had been sick for months. He died earlier this year. They had been married many years and had shared many happinesses and a few sadnesses. But they loved and served the Lord together and loved each other so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I got a message from Gloria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I decided that LIFE is for the living, and we start making choices every morning as soon as we open our eyes; do I get up or spend the day in bed? Do I smile or whine? Am I sad or happy?  I AM SO BLESSED, how could I not thank God? So I do thank Him, over and over and over again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone had an excuse to spend the day in bed, whine and be sad, it would be Gloria. But no, she's made different choices and what an example she is to all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1311251393074653182?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1311251393074653182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1311251393074653182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1311251393074653182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1311251393074653182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-way-to-start-day.html' title='What a Way to Start the Day'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-4649593350658714070</id><published>2008-08-30T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:47:46.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High Def</title><content type='html'>My husband has been wanting a flat screen TV set for more than a year. I gave him a coupon for one at Christmas (not knowing how expensive these sets were)... and because our house was not selling, I asked him to wait... and wait... and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas gift also became a Valentine's gift, an anniversary gift, and finally, for his birthday this month, the house sold, so he got to purchase the long-awaited present. He did find a bargain (phew). And he has been watching that set for more than a week every chance he gets. He delights in showing me and friends the difference in the picture between an analog signal and a high-definition signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HD picture is amazing. You can see details in a football game that keep you from knowing the score, such as the label of a soft drink bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think about our spiritual lives. If all of a sudden our souls were broadcast in such detail, would we be more careful about how we love and serve? If our actions were seen in high def, would we be more thoughtful, kind and action-oriented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would we be paying so much attention to little details that we would neglect to see the big picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark is calling... there's something he wants to show me on TV...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-4649593350658714070?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4649593350658714070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=4649593350658714070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4649593350658714070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/4649593350658714070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-def.html' title='High Def'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5416812566308299728</id><published>2008-08-19T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:02:16.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SKteDhj-54I/AAAAAAAAADM/DiI2eEwTGWI/s1600-h/2901+5th+Ave+2007+afternoon+light.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236382406390245250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SKteDhj-54I/AAAAAAAAADM/DiI2eEwTGWI/s200/2901+5th+Ave+2007+afternoon+light.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Way back in November, I wrote about the Saint Joseph statue and our effort to sell our house in Texas... well, God may have been testing us! The house sale finally closed last Friday. We are convinced the prayers of our friends and co-workers made the difference. We are relieved to have one less house payment, one less electric payment, one less insurance payment, etc. But as Texas natives, we are sad to cut the ties that made us official residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once all our furniture was moved, the house wasn't so special anymore... just a shell. And it made me realize that a house is only a home when you are with those you love. My prayer is that wherever you live, you are with someone who shares your faith, your love and your joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5416812566308299728?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5416812566308299728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5416812566308299728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5416812566308299728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5416812566308299728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/house.html' title='House'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SKteDhj-54I/AAAAAAAAADM/DiI2eEwTGWI/s72-c/2901+5th+Ave+2007+afternoon+light.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5750514913769830330</id><published>2008-08-01T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:53:36.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the Real Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We often have very special guests on our &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;morning talk show&lt;/a&gt;. But we don't often take pictures. Today, we did. &lt;a href="http://www.georgebushimpersonator.com/"&gt;This fellow &lt;/a&gt;was funny, inspirational and nice. I think he may have been better than the original, at least for me, because I would've been very nervous around the real "Dubya." John Morgan has a new book: &lt;em&gt;My Life As A Bush...and My Heart for Imitating Jesus&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SJNtoTiZKXI/AAAAAAAAACg/RQXJQs6AQAk/s1600-h/John+and+Lorri"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229644131514001778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SJNtoTiZKXI/AAAAAAAAACg/RQXJQs6AQAk/s200/John+and+Lorri" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't that a great title? The book is about how important it is to imitate the real leader of the Universe, Jesus. John has touching stories and he has hilarious ones, especially about the reactions from people who think he is really the president. It's uncanny how much John looks like George, but it's wonderful how John is using his gift of mimicry to reach out and engage people with his faith. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229644315606756946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SJNtzBVhrlI/AAAAAAAAACo/BqlJdStdut0/s200/John,+Lorri+and+Larry+2008" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SJNtoTiZKXI/AAAAAAAAACg/RQXJQs6AQAk/s1600-h/John+and+Lorri"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5750514913769830330?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5750514913769830330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5750514913769830330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5750514913769830330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5750514913769830330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-real-thing.html' title='Not the Real Thing'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SJNtoTiZKXI/AAAAAAAAACg/RQXJQs6AQAk/s72-c/John+and+Lorri' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5078834096848971341</id><published>2008-07-26T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:32:50.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All is Right</title><content type='html'>I have to share good news... We have an offer on our house in Texas! God is good. And to top it off, Mom, Dad and my aunt Anne received minimal damage from Hurricane Dolly. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's icing on the cake, just a small detail God knew we would enjoy: Last Sunday, on our way to visit a church in suburban Atlanta, we had to slow down to let a beautiful doe cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is stressful. Enjoy the good news days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5078834096848971341?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5078834096848971341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5078834096848971341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5078834096848971341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5078834096848971341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-is-right.html' title='All is Right'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-195671735583566375</id><published>2008-07-15T17:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:25:09.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reach Out and Touch Someone</title><content type='html'>Blogs are cool and so are the social networking sites. My husband and I are having fun with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook.&lt;/a&gt; In our hectic world, it's a bit of a mental vacation to see a note that someone from your past wants to be your "friend." You can post information about your faith and connect with people from your high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we were in Texas fixing up our house to put it back on the market. And I walked into our old Post Office. Joe, a postal worker I'd made friends with on my many trips to the PO, got a big smile on his face, slapped a "Next Window Please" sign in front of his register and came to give me a big hug. That made me feel good, to have someone so happy to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether it's connecting with an old friend on a website or in person, reach out. It's a foretaste of Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're on Facebook, I'd love to be your friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-195671735583566375?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/195671735583566375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=195671735583566375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/195671735583566375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/195671735583566375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/07/reach-out-and-touch-someone.html' title='Reach Out and Touch Someone'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2175815807864926177</id><published>2008-07-01T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:36:04.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>God's Protection</title><content type='html'>This is a follow-up to the last entry about falling. My friend Craig emailed me and said, "You could have broken something. God was really watching out for you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indeed He was. Not only was I not very sore the next day, the scrapes lasted about two days and were gone. And remember part of my job description these days: &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;TV Co-host&lt;/a&gt;? What if I had broken my jaw, my nose or put out an eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it gets better. The very next morning, on an early Sunday morning, I was jogging on a street that's usually quite quiet at that time. At the turnaround, I noticed a large truck stopped by the spot I had passed just three minutes earlier. An earth-moving machine had come loose from the truck's trailer and landed on the sidewalk. I'm talking a big, huge chain--broken in two. If that machine hit me... well, I'd probably be dead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just me. God watches out for you, too. How many near-accidents, near-misses have you avoided on the jogging paths of life? We chalk it up to coincidence, being in the right place at the right time... but there's more to it. A lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2175815807864926177?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2175815807864926177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2175815807864926177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2175815807864926177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2175815807864926177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/07/gods-protection.html' title='God&apos;s Protection'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5583653418032739165</id><published>2008-06-07T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:47:42.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>I may not run with a group in Atlanta yet, but I run with people every Saturday morning. The five-mile loop around beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.stonemountainpark.com/"&gt;Stone Mountain &lt;/a&gt;gets crowded early, and the joggers/walkers/dogs/cyclists are as interesting to behold as the birds, carvings and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, in an effort to avoid a human traffic jam, I jumped off the sidewalk and ran on the ground near the mountain side of the trail. It was a mistake. I tripped over a tree root and crash… bam… in slow motion I thought, “I can’t avoid this fall.” And I tumbled, rolled and stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you OK?” two women asked in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine,” I smiled, knowing they wanted to be on their way. But I wanted to cry, “No! Come help me up!” I knew the quicker I rose, the better I’d be. I had dirt from shoulder to ankle on one side and blood trickling off my elbow and knee. I was unaware of it, though, until the next woman I passed asked, “Did you fall?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled again, “I wrestled a big bear.” She was past me then, but I imagined she smiled, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my worry became that my husband, who was walking the loop in the opposite direction, would come upon me before I could wash up. He gets crazy when I am clumsy and threatens to make me quit running. For Life. But I finished the loop and found a restroom to wash the evidence away before I encountered him. He didn’t even notice anything amiss. I ran another loop, a little slower than usual, starting to feel the damage inflicted, mostly from trying to stop the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m scraped, a little swollen, and I’ll probably be sore tomorrow. But you know, I’ve had worse falls and worse abrasions. God took care of me. I could've rolled into a patch of poison oak that appears to be growing with abandon at the mountain. And I'm so allergic to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren’t falls like life? They offer many lessons: We need to be a little more careful when we get off the regular path. And perhaps when someone offers help, we can be quicker to accept. It might be smarter to run with friends... even husbands. But the biggest lesson of all… we will fall sometime--whether it’s a death in the family, job loss, car crash or illness--but will we get back up on the trail and keep going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can do it with God's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For if either of them falls, the one will lift up his companion. But woe to the one who falls when there is not another to lift him up."&lt;/em&gt; Ecclesiastes 4:10 NASB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5583653418032739165?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5583653418032739165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5583653418032739165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5583653418032739165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5583653418032739165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/06/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6875059600009946504</id><published>2008-05-26T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:39:26.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Running Advice for the Road of Life</title><content type='html'>Here's what makes runs work for me in Atlanta: I speed with the momentum down the hills and when the path takes me up the side of a mountain, I know that it's OK to walk if I need to. The uphills are getting easier with practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in life, when relationships, work, school and physical fitness are going well, take the momentum and do as much as you can. When you're challenged by obstacles, know that it is OK to take shorter steps and go slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every life has its peaks and valleys. &lt;a href="http://www.myfinancialfocus.net/"&gt;A financial coach&lt;/a&gt; told me recently that we will all be hit by crisis every 15 years. We can prepare for the hard times mentally and spiritually, so that when we are tested by the high hills, our ability to tackle them comes easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6875059600009946504?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6875059600009946504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6875059600009946504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6875059600009946504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6875059600009946504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/running-advice-for-road-of-life.html' title='Running Advice for the Road of Life'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-233730067910729018</id><published>2008-04-22T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:21:15.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Never Give Up</title><content type='html'>Keep those dreams that seem impossible on a back burner and move on to something else. Check the fire once in a while to see if those old dreams are still simmering. Maybe they've gotten cold and are not supposed to be a part of your life any longer. But if you're like me, you'd almost forgotten they were there... and God improves upon them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've heard me speak about my early broadcasting career, you know that more than one news director told me to lose weight. One even told me that since I was "no Miss America," I'd have to work really hard in this business. In retrospect, what great advice for anyone: work hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a sense of humor. I'd all but given up on my broadcasting career. And now, thanks to Him, I am on radio three hours a day and TV two hours a day. One of my favorite parts of the day is Kelly, our makeup artist. I'm a wrinkled 40-something woman who still needs to lose a dress size or two, but she makes me feel like Miss America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If old dreams can get resurrected in an amazing way for me, they sure can for you. Trust God, surrender your agenda to Him and check the stove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-233730067910729018?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/233730067910729018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=233730067910729018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/233730067910729018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/233730067910729018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/04/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8470805817625210568</id><published>2008-04-01T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:08:56.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Advice</title><content type='html'>Buffy, our Border Terrier, is the most verbal dog we have ever met. She carries on a conversation with squeaks, whines and shakes. That we don't speak canine is of little bother to her. She answers our questions and asks us some of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, suffering a bit of writer's block, I just asked her, "Buffy, what could I say to encourage people today?" She squealed and wagged her tail. Then she rolled over on her back and smiled. I think that means we all just need to wag our tails a little more (smile) and enjoy the simple pleasures of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there people--and you can define that loosely--in your life who are trying to give you an important message, and you're just not listening? Maybe there is a communication barrier or a credibility gap, so take another try. It may be simple advice that just takes you away from the cat, er, rat race for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Buffy is taking a nap. What a great role model she is. I think I'll do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8470805817625210568?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8470805817625210568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8470805817625210568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8470805817625210568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8470805817625210568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/04/simple-advice.html' title='Simple Advice'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-1745652787319677655</id><published>2008-03-19T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:53:36.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Hair-y Situation</title><content type='html'>Katie Couric has lamented that she can give the most important news of the decade and all viewers comment about is her hair. One of my colleagues at &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;FamilyNet&lt;/a&gt; television has consoled me with similar sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was trying to make me feel better because I was upset at my boy-length hair. The powers that be wanted me to get a new hairdo, and the stylist cut much more off than I expected. The new style came at the end of a hard transition to a new city and new job, and in retrospect, it was the straw that broke &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; back. I admit I overreacted. But I hated my hair so much, that for two weeks, I only went to work and back because I didn't want anyone to see me! Isn't that ridiculous? At least I had hair! I ran into an old friend, a TV Consultant, at the &lt;a href="http://www.nrb.org/"&gt;National Religious Broadcasters &lt;/a&gt;convention, and she said for women in television who are constantly told to fix this or that, hair length is a control issue. She's probably right. I've been told to get my hair permed, colored, straightened, styled, highlighted, smoothed and gelled. I've been told to lose weight, wear different clothes, lower my voice, lose my accent, smile more, not smile as much, wear more makeup and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it goes back to the prayer I said last year that changed my life: "Lord, I surrender my agenda, my career, my plans to you." And after I finally realized that my hair was growing out, I understood that I needed to surrender it, too. So what if the boss didn't like it long? He's paying me. Last year, when I wasn't getting paid, I wore a pony tail and running gear to the radio station every day. I'd rather get paid! Now, I'm waiting for them to tell me to lose weight, because with all this consternation about my hair, I've been eating a lot of chocolate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/R-GH5cJXRCI/AAAAAAAAACY/zzby_K4RzAI/s1600-h/Mornings+set+March+2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179570467330540578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/R-GH5cJXRCI/AAAAAAAAACY/zzby_K4RzAI/s200/Mornings+set+March+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-1745652787319677655?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1745652787319677655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=1745652787319677655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1745652787319677655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/1745652787319677655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/03/hair-y-situation.html' title='Hair-y Situation'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/R-GH5cJXRCI/AAAAAAAAACY/zzby_K4RzAI/s72-c/Mornings+set+March+2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3770235598511671156</id><published>2008-03-16T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:07:44.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlanta Twister</title><content type='html'>So many friends and family members have called or emailed in the last 48 hours to see if we are OK. We sure do appreciate your love and concern. We were actually visiting North Carolina and didn't even know Atlanta had a deadly storm until Mark's dad started calling early Saturday--and he never calls early on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our prayers go out to those who have been affected by the weather in the southeast and to those impacted by the crane collapse in Manhattan. We may never know this side of Heaven why some suffer more than others. We do know that our Saviour offers comfort and hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3770235598511671156?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3770235598511671156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3770235598511671156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3770235598511671156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3770235598511671156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/03/atlanta-twister.html' title='Atlanta Twister'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6264337923214341694</id><published>2008-02-24T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:24:23.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! No... Happy Ground Hog Day... No... Happy Valentine's Day! Missed that, too... Hey, How about President's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my birthday is this week. How about we get a clean, fresh start on 2008 with that? You would not believe what all has happened... and not happened since I last wrote about my marathon in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the activity has been around our move to Atlanta and &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;the new jobs&lt;/a&gt;. But I also had a chance to travel back to Texas and speak to the wonderful women at &lt;a href="http://www.nscoc.org/"&gt;Northside.&lt;/a&gt; That was definitely a high point of the last couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than bore you with a litany of woes or wows, I'll just tell you that never have I been more convinced that God wants us to surrender to Him. He will make our lives miserable if that's what it takes to depend on Him. He will also give us opportunities to talk about Him and his love, if we seek them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6264337923214341694?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6264337923214341694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6264337923214341694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6264337923214341694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6264337923214341694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-851930068854687827</id><published>2007-12-16T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:39:01.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Marathon</title><content type='html'>Whoo-hooo! I ran my third and final &lt;a href="http://www.runtherock.com/"&gt;marathon&lt;/a&gt; last Sunday, took a shower and got on a plane. The flight was delayed, so I got back to Atlanta and dropped into bed at 12:30 a.m. Then I was up at 4:15 a.m. to go live on the &lt;a href="http://www.familynetradio.com/Mornings"&gt;radio show &lt;/a&gt;for the first time out of Atlanta. Yes, I am crazy. Because then I couldn't walk for three days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you learn a lot about yourself running 26.2 miles. Pushing your body to its outer limits is painful, but empowering. The mental game is what keeps you going in an endurance test. Back in 1992, when I ran my first marathon, I told myself, "If this were easy, everyone would be doing it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, several signs encouraged me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toenails are for wimps!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am Kenyan!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You inspire!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish strong!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I prayed... and told myself, "I'm a retiring marathoner." Repeating scriptures also helped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you are going beyond your former best efforts... what sayings, signs, adages and scriptures encourage you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your marathon may be literal or figurative. Finish strong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-851930068854687827?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/851930068854687827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=851930068854687827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/851930068854687827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/851930068854687827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/12/marathon.html' title='The Marathon'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3128541168165811747</id><published>2007-11-24T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:02:33.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>The father walked with his three children into the park ahead of me. As I jogged around the trail, I heard a little voice cry out, "Daddy! Come here! I need you!" I turned and saw a fourth little one, this boy no more than three years old. He was trying to climb a pole on the playground equipment and wasn't getting off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father was 50 feet away. What he said next was brilliant: "I need YOU! Come on." The dad kept walking, and the little boy ran to catch up. Now you and I know the father only &lt;em&gt;needed&lt;/em&gt; the child to be moving in the same direction, so the family could reach its destination together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that like our situation? We cry out to our heavenly father: "Come here! I need you!" We want God to come and push us up the pole or rescue us from the high slide. We are in a dilemma of our own making, but He's got other plans for our lives, a better path, and He needs us to catch up to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any illusions that God needs me, but I hope He will use me. The good news is we will always reach our destination when we turn around and follow Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3128541168165811747?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3128541168165811747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3128541168165811747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3128541168165811747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3128541168165811747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3874141056684170691</id><published>2007-11-12T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T02:18:48.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A House For Sale</title><content type='html'>It's official... our house is on the market, and we're moving to Atlanta for two great jobs. We serve a God of miracles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fourth house I've sold as an adult, and the process for getting a house ready to sell is as bad as the "go and show" stage you have to be in once the house has a sign in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to sell: fix everything so that the house looks so great, you won't want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying ready to sell: make the house look as though you don't live there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have heard there's been a run on St. Joseph statues because supposedly, houses will sell more quickly if you have even a little plastic Joe on your property. My realtor's religious history involves Catholicism, and she gave us a little statue in the last house, and another one this time. God doesn't talk to me in a booming voice, but I had the distinct impression He did not want me to give Joseph the credit if we sold our house quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I look forward to telling you how God provided a buyer! The house has been on the market three days... and we serve a God of miracles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3874141056684170691?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3874141056684170691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3874141056684170691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3874141056684170691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3874141056684170691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/house-for-sale.html' title='A House For Sale'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3654128215178188302</id><published>2007-10-24T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T09:32:31.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed to be Busy</title><content type='html'>Do you ever want to send out an email to your entire address list or record a blanket voicemail that says, "If I owe you a letter, email, check, call, reply or hug... please excuse me right now. My life couldn't get any crazier." I'm afraid if I did that, someone would say, "But you had time to send that message."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being underemployed this year, I have come to view work as a blessing, not only for the monetary security it provides, but for the human contact, too. God has answered my prayers, and I am busy with work. So please know that I have no complaints, but if I am behind on my email... it's not personal, it's divine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3654128215178188302?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3654128215178188302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3654128215178188302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3654128215178188302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3654128215178188302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/blessed-to-be-busy.html' title='Blessed to be Busy'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-8441342173602808808</id><published>2007-10-20T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:37:09.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Someone</title><content type='html'>Tell someone today why he or she is special, talented or loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps once in a hundred years a person may be ruined by excessive praise, but surely once every minute someone dies inside for lack of it." -- Cecil G. Osborne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-8441342173602808808?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8441342173602808808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=8441342173602808808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8441342173602808808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/8441342173602808808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/tell-someone.html' title='Tell Someone'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5384425052211161451</id><published>2007-10-12T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:39:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Ministry?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been to a bus station? Four years ago, my husband and I were working for the &lt;a href="http://www.letn.com/"&gt;Law Enforcement Television Network&lt;/a&gt; and covered an effective program conducted by the Tallahassee, Florida Police Department. Officers had a strategy for finding drug dealers who were traveling by bus. Tallahassee is a big hub, because it is the convergence of highways going west to Pensacola and beyond... east to Jacksonville... north to Atlanta and south to Orlando and Tampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mark rolled his video camera that day and I interviewed police officers, I couldn't help but notice the bus passengers. They had sad, tired faces. Many carried grocery bags as suitcases. You know how people going on vacation at the airport have happy children and smiles on their faces? None of that here. The kids looked scared and the parents looked tense. Some looked hungry and didn't have change for the vending machines. Others looked as if they hadn't had a shower in days or didn't own a change of clothes. It dawned on me that if you had money, you didn't ride the bus--you drove your car or bought a plane ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a place of need," I thought. "You could really help people." Ideas ranged from handing out water bottles and healthy snacks to giving away Bibles and canvas bags. Maybe even wet wipes or diapers. From time to time, I thought about what a "bus station ministry" could do and wondered how or when I would try to start something like that in my community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God intervened. We had a caller on our&lt;a href="http://www.familynetradio.com/mornings"&gt; radio show &lt;/a&gt;yesterday from Tallahassee. I mentioned on the air that I had an idea for a ministry, but time didn't allow me to describe it. After the show, another caller, from Georgia, sent an email saying he lived close to Tallahassee, so I wrote him about the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called back on the air today to say he was going to present the ministry idea to his Sunday school class! I was so excited tears came to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, before the show aired, we prayed that someone with Krohn's Disease would call in-- because another faithful listener had sent a book for us to give to someone with that condition. The caller who wants to start the bus ministry has a wife. Guess what she suffers from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is full of surprises. Can you believe how He is working to get people taken care of? Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5384425052211161451?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5384425052211161451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5384425052211161451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5384425052211161451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5384425052211161451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-ministry.html' title='A New Ministry?'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2158161657518518093</id><published>2007-10-02T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:53:36.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Eye is on the Pomeranian</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my husband just happened to come home mid-morning to pick up a piece of equipment from his home office to take to his job, four blocks away. He just happened to leave the gate open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he left the back door, he sounded startled: "Oh! That's not one of our dogs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instantly, I fell in love with a blonde, hairy canine. Her tag read, "Shasta," and we started calling the numbers listed. Quickly, a vet's office connected us to the owner. I heard Mark say, "Mr. Newsom..." and I shouted, "It's Coach Jim's dog!" Coach Jim is our neighbor down the street and a well-known fixture in the &lt;a href="http://www.fwrunco.com/"&gt;Fort Worth running community&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Jim is also a Christian and didn't even know his dog had escaped the yard. I carried Shasta down the street, where I met Coach Jim. He explained that his pastor had come over to swim (that's a whole other story) and left the gate open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Jim was so happy to see Shasta. His wife raises Dobermans, but he said, "This is the smartest dog we've ever had. She's &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; dog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/RwO-asCaySI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EyGWo3DJG3I/s1600-h/Shasta+and+Jim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117142967330195746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/RwO-asCaySI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EyGWo3DJG3I/s200/Shasta+and+Jim.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled, happy that God was watching over the Pomeranians. I knew the chances were small that Shasta would enter a yard where people would instantly return her to her owner, so he wouldn't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2158161657518518093?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2158161657518518093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2158161657518518093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2158161657518518093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2158161657518518093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/his-eye-is-on-pomeranian.html' title='His Eye is on the Pomeranian'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/RwO-asCaySI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EyGWo3DJG3I/s72-c/Shasta+and+Jim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3880286127713426339</id><published>2007-09-26T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:06:12.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to Encourage You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dennisjernigan.com/"&gt;Dennis Jernigan&lt;/a&gt; recently released his first CD in five years, and it was worth the wait. I have fallen in love with every song. And I confess, I'm a relatively new convert to contemporary Christian music. While I always enjoyed singing hymns and praise songs in church, I think subconsciously I felt, "That's for Sundays." I mean, I was brought up listening to the British Invasion and thought "Rock and Roll Forever" was second only to "Hallowed Be Thy Name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what a blessing it has been to discover music that sounds good and uplifts you with its lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Dennis... Working at &lt;a href="http://www.familynet.com/"&gt;FamilyNet Television&lt;/a&gt;, I got to meet him one day in the makeup room. He was so nice. To me, three kids is a big family, and Dennis and his wife have nine children! But that's just part of his amazing testimony. When you get a chance, go to &lt;a href="http://www.dennisjernigan.com/"&gt;his website&lt;/a&gt;, read about his life, and buy the new CD, titled, &lt;em&gt;I Cry Holy&lt;/em&gt;. You will be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you can also hear an interview we conducted with him on FamilyNet Radio by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.familynetradio.com/mornings/searchkeyword.asp?k=Jernigan"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3880286127713426339?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3880286127713426339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3880286127713426339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3880286127713426339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3880286127713426339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/music-to-encourage-you.html' title='Music to Encourage You'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-6690632731962141825</id><published>2007-09-17T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:53:37.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Asking for Help is Scriptural</title><content type='html'>My friend, Peggy Collins, has written a terrific book that can help all of us who are too independent for our own good. It is titled, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helpisnotafourletterword.com/"&gt;Help Is Not a Four-Letter Word&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Ru7z9q81QDI/AAAAAAAAACI/IERmjiD_2aw/s1600-h/Peggy+Book+Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111290867939098674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Ru7z9q81QDI/AAAAAAAAACI/IERmjiD_2aw/s200/Peggy+Book+Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy this conversation with Peggy and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Peggy, your new book was written for a secular audience, but the Christian media has shown lots of interest. What’s attracting Christians to “HINAFLW”?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peggy: That’s a good question, Lorri. I think it’s because this life here on earth is supposed to be our “practice field” for putting into place all the teachings in the Bible. Being a Self-Sufficient and having Self-Sufficiency Syndrome goes against every tenet the Bible teaches, such as, “Ask and it shall be given unto you.” Self-Sufficients can’t ask for anything because it means letting go of control, risking rejection, letting others see where our weaknesses are, and we’d owe someone and have to do something nice to pay it back. Imagine!&lt;br /&gt;We Self-Sufficients feel like we have to do everything all by ourselves, isolating and distancing ourselves. The Bible teaches “love one another.” I don’t believe we can really love one another until we can know the person we’re loving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Self-Sufficient lives very close to the vest, looking as though she doesn’t need anything or anybody. Until that individual can make peace with herself and accept her weaknesses, can we really be in community?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Do you think people who have trouble asking other people for help also are reluctant to ask God for help? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peggy: I do and here’s why. The Self-Sufficient needs to be in control of everything and everybody. It’s out of fear, and this extreme behavior is a way to feel safe. Even though we may turn to God, and I did from the time of my early childhood, I would turn over control of a problem but would just as quickly take it back because I hadn’t “practiced on the practice field,” and I became too frightened at the feeling of letting go. Even though I had faith, the fear caused me to focus on the primitive need to be safe and lose my touch with my faith. As I’ve learned to face my fears, armed with the fact that I’m not facing them alone, I’ve been much more successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;As Christians, do we bless others by asking them for help?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peggy: Oh yes!! One of my best friends asked a question that really got my attention, “When are you going to give me the dignity of helping you?” When we ask for help, we are giving! We're giving a message that we trust that person will be there for us, that they are more capable in an area than we are or even that we want to grow closer by blessing them with this gift of asking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Peggy, you are forthcoming about your own ordeal with the Self-Sufficiency Syndrome. You are also a woman of faith. Did your faith help you get through the rough times?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peggy: As I said earlier, I went to God in prayer from the time I was a small child. There were many times in my chaotic home life when I felt God was the only one listening. The problem I have always worked on in my faith is being able to turn it over, watch the results and not take it back! As I’ve grown in my faith, today I’m able to do that much more easily than before.&lt;br /&gt;In my book, &lt;em&gt;Help Is Not a Four-Letter Word&lt;/em&gt;, I talk about finally realizing that when I tried to control others' lives, I was really writing their scripts. That was a huge "aha” for me, because I realized that each of the people I loved had a much greater SCRIPT WRITER than I, and now I can stand back and watch the plot unfold with faith and trust!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;That's great.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;What else would you like to add?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peggy: I sat at a church-group breakfast this morning and the discussion turned to how violent and angry the world has become. I was amazed at the “this is how it is” attitude around that table. Until each of us can feel love in our hearts for one another, lean on each other and raise each other up in our faith, it will never be any different, I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we feel peace and love in our hearts, there will begin to be peace and love in the world. Each of us has to make a personal decision to make that happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;And let's ask each other for help to make it happen! Thank you, Peggy, for writing this important book! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-6690632731962141825?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6690632731962141825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=6690632731962141825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6690632731962141825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/6690632731962141825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/asking-for-help-is-scriptural.html' title='Asking for Help is Scriptural'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Ru7z9q81QDI/AAAAAAAAACI/IERmjiD_2aw/s72-c/Peggy+Book+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7105199303467230355</id><published>2007-09-01T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T02:29:13.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Magic</title><content type='html'>This week, as we reviewed the effects of Hurricane Katrina two years later, we interviewed &lt;a href="http://www.franklinabc.com/"&gt;Pastor Fred Luter &lt;/a&gt;of New Orleans on "&lt;a href="http://www.familynetradio.com/Mornings"&gt;Mornings,"&lt;/a&gt; the radio show I co-host. I asked the pastor about his son, who is studying to be a pastor just like his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorri: Pastor Luter, is it true Chip lettered in Magic in high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor: Yes, he thought that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorri: That will make his sermons interesting to include a few tricks. ‘Sinner-disappear!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor: I’d like to make a few deacons disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got a big laugh out of that. And I suspect that there was a grain of truth in Pastor Luter's words. In Pastor Luter's bag of tricks, a quick sense of humor helps when you face the Category 5 storms of life. What's in your bag of tricks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7105199303467230355?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7105199303467230355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7105199303467230355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7105199303467230355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7105199303467230355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-magic.html' title='A Little Magic'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-7273814832426779017</id><published>2007-08-14T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T18:03:00.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Cancer in the Eye with Faith</title><content type='html'>You don't like to hear that one of your friends has cancer. So when I got the letter below in an email from Lynn, I wasn't expecting to be encouraged! I asked him for permission to share this publicly. I have shortened it some just for space and privacy reasons. He also recommends &lt;a href="http://www.learntopray.org/"&gt;Prayer Power Ministries.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Family and Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are receiving this email it is because (1) you don’t know about my recent cancer diagnosis and I felt that you would want to be informed; or (2) you have expressed concern after hearing of my cancer; and/or (3) you have been praying for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago I noticed a small walnut size lump that had appeared on my lymph gland area on the lower left side of my neck.  Initially I wasn’t very concerned but I did what any prudent man would do, I asked my barber for his opinion.  Being the wise man that he is, he suggested that I get an opinion from a medical professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an upcoming dermatologist appointment so I decided to wait and consult him.  His examination resulted in his insistence that he make an appointment with an ENT specialist before I left his office.  The ENT physician ordered a CAT-Scan which led to a biopsy from which he could not get a specific diagnosis.  On Wednesday, he decided to surgically remove those specific lymph nodes and have the pathologist render a diagnosis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the diagnosis (a slow process in my opinion), it became apparent to me that this was one of those “life trials”.  James 1:2 says “. . . whenever you face trials of  many kinds” – not “if you face trials” – because everyone is either going into, coming out of, or in the  middle of a trial.  Trials of “many kinds” come in varied types:  loss of a loved one, loss of a job, poor health, etc, etc., etc.  My present trial just happens to be a health one.  Cheryl and I made a decision that regardless of the results of the diagnosis – good or bad – we were going to praise the Lord for His goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday following surgery Dr. Moore called and said, “I don’t have a specific diagnosis yet, but I have some good news - it is not lymphoma.”  Well, it was really easy to praise God when the news was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, Dr. Moore’s call was a little more somber.  “We have the diagnosis, but my news today isn’t as good as the news was yesterday.  You have Squamous Cell Carcinoma, broadly categorized as “head and neck cancer”!  Well, that wasn’t the news I wanted to hear, but as a Christian, I knew I was to still praise God – not for the cancer – but for Who He is and what He is going to do in my life through this journey called Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Moore recommended Dr. Greenberg, an oncologist. After our initial consultation, I was measured for a mask to wear during radiation treatments.  My first thought was that this could be a try-out for “Phantom of the Opera”, and then I remembered that I can’t carry a tune.  Besides that, the mask looked more like Hannibal Lecter (Anthony Hopkins) in “Silence of the Lambs”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Greenberg ordered a PETScan which revealed that the “seed” causing the problem was a cancerous tumor at the base of my tongue, and while that might not sound like “good news”, it was because the exact location of the tumor and the fact that it is contained in one specific area, makes it easier to destroy with a combination of radiation and chemotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My treatments are going well but I continually remind myself that it is early yet in the race and the tougher miles lie ahead.  As of this time I have completed 10 radiation sessions (10 of 35, but who’s counting?), which I receive every weekday at 11:30 a.m.  This has become my new lunch hour routine.  I have also completed the first of 6 weekly chemo treatments which lasts 3.5 hours each (but who is watching the clock?).  I have purposefully scheduled the chemo treatments on Friday afternoons, allowing me to rest on the weekend, and hopefully return to work on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ctmnetwork.org/"&gt;Career Transition Ministries Network&lt;/a&gt;, the non-profit 501 c(3) parachurch ministry formed several years ago), continues to meet weekly in a local church in West Plano, Texas, ministering to job seekers. We are a 5-member team, each one able to teach on each topic, so the ministry can continue when any of us are unavailable to participate due to business travel, health situations, or whatever.  The ministry team also conducts Saturday workshops – “The Faith Journey called Job Search” in local churches at the invitation of that church.  So, ministry work goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife, Cheryl, is being a wonderful caregiver including doing everything to fatten me up (as per doctor’s instructions to eat food with plenty of calories) because the time is quickly approaching when the radiation will have effectively damaged my taste buds and salivary glands, making it difficult to swallow solid food.  The good news is that I am still on a steady diet of Blue Bell ice cream (recently described as God’s common blessing to all Texans).  You won’t understand this if you live out-of-state or have never eaten Blue Bell ice cream.  She also has me eating healthy, whole grain dinner rolls (“400 calories” each) from Whole Foods.  A friend told her about a brand of “pure” vitamins, so I get large handfuls every morning and evening, whether I want them or not.  I am also walking 1.5 to 2.0 miles each morning, which helps my energy level during the day and it’s a great time to pray and reflect on all the many blessings I am grateful for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that about sums up the physical side of this experience for now; but more importantly, let me share with you what I am learning from the emotional and spiritual side.  I am well aware of the natural temptation to ask “Why cancer?”  “Why me?”  “Why now?”  The “why” questions become endless pages of unanswered questions . . . so I know not to go there.  As a Christian I know that God does not owe me an explanation for anything that He allows into my life.  “But indeed, O man, who are you to reply against God?  Will the thing formed say to him who formed it, ‘Why have you made me like this?’ Does not the potter have power over the clay . . .”  (Romans 9:20-21).  So, knowing that I am not to entertain in my mind “why” questions, I quickly move to the “what” questions.  “What is God doing in my life through this?”  “What is it that God wants to teach me at this time?”  Thus far I have been reminded clearly that no circumstance, no trouble, no testing can ever touch me without first coming through the Father and His Son  to me; and if it has come that far, it has come with great purpose.  And God’s Word clarifies that purpose:  “And we know (with certainty) that all (not some) things work together for good (1) to those who love God, (2) to those who are called according to His purpose.  For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, so that He might be the firstborn among many brethren”   (Romans 8:28-29) (words in parenthesis added by me).  God’s good purpose in all things, including this illness, is to conform my character to that of His Son’s, and there is no one I would rather look more like than Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily time with my Heavenly Father has never been sweeter and my study of His Word has never been richer!  In summary, I have never felt closer to Him than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-7273814832426779017?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7273814832426779017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=7273814832426779017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7273814832426779017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/7273814832426779017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/looking-cancer-in-eye-with-faith.html' title='Looking Cancer in the Eye with Faith'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3601802762910281893</id><published>2007-08-06T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:34:13.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Messaging</title><content type='html'>Just today, motoring on the Interstate, my husband and I saw not one, but two, drivers text messaging WHILE they were steering their vehicles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text messaging had already been on my mind, because I happened to see blogs written by young people using lots of IM (instant messaging) acronymns. One that annoys me and probably bugs lots of Christians is "OMG." I hope they're meaning "Oh My Gosh," but the skeptical side of me guesses that they're using the Lord's name in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a solution! Let's start a new acronym: TYG. That's right, "Thank You, God!" It's a good one since we all have so much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even easy to type on the keyboard--all three letters form a tiny triangle right next to each other. So if a driver must multi-task, he or she could say TYG for not crashing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3601802762910281893?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3601802762910281893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3601802762910281893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3601802762910281893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3601802762910281893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/text-messaging.html' title='Text Messaging'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-5395070770889034964</id><published>2007-08-05T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:58:05.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Hairspray</title><content type='html'>Have you seen the new version of &lt;em&gt;Hairspray&lt;/em&gt;? If you like musicals, you'll like it. If you like John Travolta, you'll like it--his acting reaches new heights, er, heft. It's a cute, feel-good movie with a great message: no matter what we look like on the outside, we count. That message is found in the Bible, too. Check out Galatians 3:28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heroine of &lt;em&gt;Hairspray &lt;/em&gt;is a teenager named Tracy. She leads a march for integration because it's the right thing to do, even though she may lose her boyfriend and her dream spot on the movie's version of &lt;em&gt;American Bandstand&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of a time when someone in my family stood up and did the right thing, even though she was criticized for it. I'm going to be vague with the details, because this happened less than 18 years ago, and there might still be some uncomfortable feelings among people who  read this. The story starts when my relative decided to host a baby shower for an unwed mother at her church. People called my relative and accused of her condoning premarital sex and setting a bad example. One person even asked her to cancel the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may have been the bravest thing my relative ever did--kind of like Tracy walking in that protest march. My relative told the people who complained that they didn't have to come to the party, but the young mother needed help, support, and to see the love of Jesus. The shower was held and by all accounts, was a success. Interestingly, the mother and the baby's father soon got married, had more children and are now active in that church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the outcome of &lt;em&gt;Hairspray&lt;/em&gt;, you'll have to see the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-5395070770889034964?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5395070770889034964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=5395070770889034964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5395070770889034964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/5395070770889034964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-than-hairspray.html' title='More Than Hairspray'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2622425203098897043</id><published>2007-08-03T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:32:29.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firm Foundation</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.ci.minneapolis.mn.us/"&gt;Minneapolis bridge collapse &lt;/a&gt;and my own near-miss into a mudslick while jogging yesterday remind me that only God provides a firm foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like to take comfort and encouragement in our modern technology. But a misstep, an accident, a crime, or aging infrastructure can destroy our worldly confidence in an instant. This passage from the Old Testament could be written today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habakkuk's Complaint&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long, O Lord, must I call for help, but you do not listen?&lt;br /&gt;Or cry out to you, "Violence!" but you do not save?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you make me look at injustice?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you tolerate wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Destruction and violence are before me; there is strife, and conflict abounds.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice never prevails.&lt;br /&gt;The wicked hem in the righteous, so that justice is perverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord's Answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the nations and watch- and be utterly amazed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Habakkuk 1:2-5 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Habakkuk, we cry out to the Lord and all these generations later, he still amazes. Friends, he holds us in the palm of his hand. I'm so thankful that more people were not lost on that bridge. I'm so grateful I did not land in the mud. I'm so comforted that God's promises are built to last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2622425203098897043?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2622425203098897043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2622425203098897043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2622425203098897043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2622425203098897043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/firm-foundation.html' title='Firm Foundation'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-2508276182428501186</id><published>2007-07-23T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:53:37.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Authors'/><title type='text'>Interview with Author Dena Dyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/RqUUMJCz7MI/AAAAAAAAACA/1KG-KW3e1dE/s1600-h/Dena+Dyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090497152630910146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/RqUUMJCz7MI/AAAAAAAAACA/1KG-KW3e1dE/s200/Dena+Dyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dena Dyer is such an encourager! Her &lt;a href="http://www.denadyer.com/"&gt;ministry &lt;/a&gt;is for moms and women. She is an author, singer, performer and speaker. Her credits include &lt;em&gt;Grace for the Race: Meditations for Busy Moms &lt;/em&gt;(Barbour), &lt;em&gt;The Groovy Chicks Road Trip &lt;/em&gt;series (Cook, co-authored with Laurie Copeland and a lot of groovy girlfriends), and lots of magazine articles. A wife and mother of two precious boys, Dena is compassionate and thoughtful. Plus, &lt;a href="http://www.denadyer.com/"&gt;her blog &lt;/a&gt;is where I got the idea of interviewing people for my blog, so of course, I had to interview Dena! Her blog is cool--please check it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Dena, your faith has played such a big part in everything about your life, from your college choice and finding your husband to what you’re doing now. Has it always been easy to put your faith first?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dena: No... I have had times when faith was incredibly hard to hold onto, such as when I was going through the loss of a baby early in our marriage. The people who were the least comforting were Christians. That was hard! I also went through a crisis of faith after 9/11. That tragedy was followed by more personal tragedies in some of my friends' lives, and it felt like the world was out of control, and God was nowhere to be found. But through it all, I kept being honest with God about my questions. Like Job, I just kept dialoguing with Him. After a while, I found that at my core, I couldn't let go of God. Or more correctly, He wouldn't let go of me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Thanks for your transparency. It encourages me that someone as "together" as you are may struggle from time to time, like the rest of us.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Your ministry includes encouraging mothers. Why is it so hard for moms these days?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dena: I think we’re really hard on ourselves (I know I am). We want to do it all, be it all and have it all. The problem is, none of us can! When I finally "got" that, I became a much more relaxed and confident mom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Why do you feel called to write?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dena: I’ve loved writing since I was eight years old and read a story in front of my second grade class. They loved it—and I was hooked! And when I found healing from depression, miscarriage, and anxiety problems in Jesus, it increased my desire to write—to share with others the hope I have. I do believe I’m called, which to me means that I have a divine mandate to use my talents and gifts for Him and not for my own glory. God in his grace has allowed me to do something I absolutely love—that’s his assignment for me. What an awesome thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;What advice would you give aspiring writers? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dena: Be flexible, professional, and respectful. The business is very volatile and editors change jobs a lot. They are also under tremendous pressure to acquire books and shepherd those books through the publishing process. Then they’re supposed to go to writing conferences, where they look for new writers, teach classes, and nurture professional writers. I honestly don’t see how they do it all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have always tried to respect the time constraints my editors have and thank them for their efforts. And I try to meet my deadlines and not be too protective of my writing (taking criticism like a big girl). I’d also advise writers to not give up, if they feel they are "writers" at the core of their beings. This business is hard—and more writers try to break in every day. But if you’re dedicated to learning the craft of writing, and you are persistent in submitting your work (that includes learning how to submit and following publishers’ guidelines), then if you are talented, you will eve ntually get published. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lorri: &lt;em&gt;Which books have influenced you?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dena: Okay, where do I start? Some of my all-time favorites are &lt;em&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Scarlet Letter, A Separate Peace, Brave New World,&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Cold Sassy Tree.&lt;/em&gt; I love the Narnia series and every book C.S. Lewis ever wrote (ask me about my C.S. Lewis course in college-wow!) and I can't get enough of books by Anne Lamott, Kathleen Norris, Lauren Winner, John/Staci Eldredge, Ken Gire, Henri Nouwen, Frederick Beuchner and Madeleine L'Engle. Wish I could write like those people! The passion of Beth Moore, Joanna Weaver and Angela Thomas inspires me, and I love the occasional chick-lit novel as a "lite" break in my reading schedule.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lorri: Dena, thanks so much for squeezing this blog into your busy mothering and reading and writing schedule! God bless your ministry!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-2508276182428501186?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2508276182428501186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=2508276182428501186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2508276182428501186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/2508276182428501186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/interview-with-author-dena-dyer.html' title='Interview with Author Dena Dyer'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/RqUUMJCz7MI/AAAAAAAAACA/1KG-KW3e1dE/s72-c/Dena+Dyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161729755599011309.post-3154660153742540711</id><published>2007-07-16T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:53:37.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Annual Shot in the Arm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Rpu9idJeSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NozMyf_feUQ/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087868603682671026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Rpu9idJeSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NozMyf_feUQ/s200/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have ways to rejuvenate. And one of those for me is the annual &lt;a href="http://www.nsaspeaker.org/"&gt;National Speakers Association &lt;/a&gt;convention. You get to see and hear the best speakers in the world. Attendees get motivated, inspired and definitely encouraged. Part of the fun is seeing friends from around the country and making new friends from all over the world. This organization urges mentoring and support, as well as professionalism from the platform and integrity with audiences and clients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this year's &lt;a href="http://www.smallbusinesssuccess.com/"&gt;president&lt;/a&gt; and his theme: "NSA Rocks!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all need to be reminded that we rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161729755599011309-3154660153742540711?l=goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3154660153742540711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161729755599011309&amp;postID=3154660153742540711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3154660153742540711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161729755599011309/posts/default/3154660153742540711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodnewsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/annual-shot-in-arm.html' title='The Annual Shot in the Arm'/><author><name>Lorri Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03083932820091749565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/SOkcircbrsI/AAAAAAAAADU/UiteCn6cR6U/S220/Allen015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RGzzNiYEI/Rpu9idJeSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NozMyf_feUQ/s72-c/DSC00011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
