<?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-984343365467159631</id><updated>2012-02-08T14:31:05.563+09:00</updated><category term='down'/><category term='trust'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='God'/><title type='text'>Just Me 'n' My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-1457537841542825602</id><published>2011-09-18T23:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:30:33.312+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of Husband</title><content type='html'>Over the years I have learned a lot about marriage but I am always learning. &amp;nbsp;I knew how important it was to respect your husband and have always tried to do that. &amp;nbsp;Have to admit I am much more successful these days than I use to be but I am also much more aware when I am not showing respect. &amp;nbsp;Kind of stands out like a neon light. &amp;nbsp;Respect may be important for the man than love. &amp;nbsp;I think they like being loved too. &amp;nbsp;Ephesians 5:33 teaches us that husbands are to love their wives and wives are to respect their husbands. &amp;nbsp;In Titus 2:4 the older women are told to teach the younger women to love their husbands and children. &amp;nbsp;In this verse the word love means love of a husband, male companion of the wife. &amp;nbsp;So, it means,"the special affection of a woman for her lifetime mate, her husband, embracing him as her "calling"(stewardship) from God. &amp;nbsp;Gives me more to think about! God teach me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-1457537841542825602?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1457537841542825602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-of-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/1457537841542825602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/1457537841542825602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-of-husband.html' title='Love of Husband'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-9171147537169065451</id><published>2011-09-02T22:59:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:05:37.713+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Thinking About Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently I have found myself somewhat concerned about Israel's welfare with all the unrest in the Middle East. &amp;nbsp;I thought, "Oh no, Israel has lost the supporting relationship from Egypt!" Then God spoke again as I have been listening to Isaiah being read. Don't go to Egypt, don't trust in their horses or chariots, is what it was saying over and over again! Trust in God! A good reminder who we are to put our trust in for Israel and for ME. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-9171147537169065451?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9171147537169065451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/thinking-about-egypt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/9171147537169065451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/9171147537169065451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/thinking-about-egypt.html' title='Thinking About Egypt'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-4520335937196457574</id><published>2011-05-17T01:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T23:06:51.973+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go Again</title><content type='html'>Painting our dining room. &amp;nbsp;My husband says painting is relaxing. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad he thinks so. &amp;nbsp;When we moved into this house we decided on red walls for two reasons. One reason was my sister use to have a red wall in her house and I loved it. &amp;nbsp;The other reason is I collect chickens and roosters. No, not real ones! &amp;nbsp;Hence, the red. &amp;nbsp;But as I have lived here I realize this dining room begs for a pale green to help bring the outdoors in. &amp;nbsp;You see, our dining room looks out onto our yard, where there is suppose to be a flower garden. That's another story... we'll get our flowers later. &amp;nbsp;Paint is not so expensive and it sure brings a nice change. Now, what to do about our floors in the dining room, kitchen and hallway to the shower... I love change, at least in our home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-4520335937196457574?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4520335937196457574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/here-we-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/4520335937196457574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/4520335937196457574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-3574785644021705255</id><published>2011-02-10T00:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T00:42:55.446+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Then There's God</title><content type='html'>Why do I get so tired? Sometimes I feel so down, tired, discouraged, tired of fighting the fight... then there's God. He somehow in some mysterious way when I am not looking picks me up. I have found that just talking to Him, plain and simple, good and bad (He knows anyway) that somehow, sometime when I am not paying attention He does something. Then things seem ok, and good again and I can look outward again. &amp;nbsp;Thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Casting all your cares upon Him, for He careth for you" ... not just words... real, powerful and freeing! 1Peter5:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-3574785644021705255?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3574785644021705255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/then-theres-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/3574785644021705255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/3574785644021705255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/then-theres-god.html' title='Then There&apos;s God'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-836095633758815521</id><published>2010-11-24T13:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:03:37.945+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Apprehensive</title><content type='html'>My trip home to the USA is quickly approaching. What is this funny feeling? Me thinks I am a little apprehensive, perhaps about two or three things that will be accomplished. &amp;nbsp;I know one will be so wonderful, another will be good, I think and one more thing hmmm....?&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know is meeting my brother and his family will be wonderful but I can't help but wonder when I meet him what it will really feel like having a brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-836095633758815521?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/836095633758815521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-apprehensive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/836095633758815521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/836095633758815521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-apprehensive.html' title='A Little Apprehensive'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-7702141045573380632</id><published>2010-11-19T00:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:08:06.089+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Daughter Time</title><content type='html'>What a day it has been! English classes interspersed with phone calls after phone calls from one person. &amp;nbsp;How can one person be sooo persistent? &amp;nbsp;It was a good day ending with my dear daughter, Riika, sitting here in our living room. She is Nathan's wife but we love to receive our son's wives as our daughters because that is the way we feel about them. &amp;nbsp;I hope she knows how much I appreciate her. She is a real compliment to Nathan and a wonderful mother to our grandsons. &amp;nbsp;It is nice to have this time, even though we are both on our macs! &amp;nbsp;Could be worse! Could be our pcs. &amp;nbsp;Did enjoy talking and laughing with her and even sharing frustrations! &amp;nbsp;Nathan is blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-7702141045573380632?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7702141045573380632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/daughter-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/7702141045573380632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/7702141045573380632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/daughter-time.html' title='Daughter Time'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984343365467159631.post-2139482907756019631</id><published>2010-11-09T22:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:03:14.298+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the Beginning</title><content type='html'>I have for some time wanted a spot just to write something, so I am starting it now. I don't know what form it will take yet, whether it will be witty, serious or of any value but it will be mine. Hope I come up with something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984343365467159631-2139482907756019631?l=justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2139482907756019631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/2139482907756019631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984343365467159631/posts/default/2139482907756019631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmenmythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-beginning.html' title='Just the Beginning'/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226919623012884924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l1ScjBiimc/SXhF69ERi3I/AAAAAAAAALI/HcEQjpsE9R4/S220/Photo+344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
