tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61604525029293418582024-02-07T11:09:13.458-08:00Guided of God“If I look at myself, I am depressed. If I look at those around me, I am often disappointed. If I look at my circumstances, I am discouraged. But if I look at Jesus, I am constantly, consistently, and eternally fulfilled.”
-Anonymous-Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-61769904177005422422011-08-02T09:59:00.000-07:002011-08-02T09:59:15.795-07:00Romania - Maranatha Baptist Church in Bucharest<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqZf0KBWfDHlg34V9lndrKPSBpCiVVIVVLtCKyreMjPpgPU4eo_AOQu1Z3Ox6E49SUMmvrlzTj9x8R5d0SagJYk5SA1eqvIuWW2h60uRENUZlht2JK4Gvg8AuungN_b8KMiJeFsLkPUA/s1600/SAM_0600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqZf0KBWfDHlg34V9lndrKPSBpCiVVIVVLtCKyreMjPpgPU4eo_AOQu1Z3Ox6E49SUMmvrlzTj9x8R5d0SagJYk5SA1eqvIuWW2h60uRENUZlht2JK4Gvg8AuungN_b8KMiJeFsLkPUA/s320/SAM_0600.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is our team in front of Maranatha. Maranatha is the "Mother Church" we worked with the first week. Actually, we did outreach ministry with them the first week, but they provided the translators for the entire two weeks. </div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Their testimonies and spiritual walk with the Lord challenged each one of us to examine ourselves. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Building relationships with Christians in other countries brings a special bond. The culture is new and the language is different, but the moment you meet a fellow brother or sister in Christ, there is immediately a common bond that penetrates the language and cultural barriers. </div>Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-16482159955032887382011-07-14T18:31:00.000-07:002011-07-30T10:42:09.368-07:00Romania - Flight and Arrival<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This past week marked the end of an amazing two week trip to Romania. My church, <a href="http://www.pbcmckinney.org/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Parkway Baptist Church</span></a> has sent a mission team to Romania for at least the past 10 years. This year I praise the Lord for allowing me to be a part! </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Meet the 2011 team:</span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9AoGeHKy-sfB6lkpL8gD4f18-syATZII7ls5VXtaJkKFpzRN244_zpsRRTNaNQefCGmlzQriJzeAVzL2N21TU4tbM1dFSmlOhxBnlQOREjvcNMRmADt_UgE-wlTsipcYyJb8T_o2Yg/s1600/SAM_0584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9AoGeHKy-sfB6lkpL8gD4f18-syATZII7ls5VXtaJkKFpzRN244_zpsRRTNaNQefCGmlzQriJzeAVzL2N21TU4tbM1dFSmlOhxBnlQOREjvcNMRmADt_UgE-wlTsipcYyJb8T_o2Yg/s320/SAM_0584.JPG" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">L-R : Jessie Saenz, Wendy Benners, Betty Saenz, Diane Edgeman, Melissa Feeny, Myself, Rebecca Parham, Linda Halbrook, Pastor Jerry Halbrook</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The dates of our trip were June 17th-July 3rd. Throughout the whole trip we saw God work in many ways... one being our flight to Bucharest. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Here's the story: </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtUqYRxEKhv0ANYvkHx3ZqdKchRhaI7V6vGYnUnrI-9yx5_GBse7s-3YN182ZBdROgKUnFgGf3hCNTkDB05Azd6ExdrhuZ8Qb8E-sazjwGXWTnCeop521JdEAi0JfJBnUQhKSQhXM10Q/s1600/IMG_1949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtUqYRxEKhv0ANYvkHx3ZqdKchRhaI7V6vGYnUnrI-9yx5_GBse7s-3YN182ZBdROgKUnFgGf3hCNTkDB05Azd6ExdrhuZ8Qb8E-sazjwGXWTnCeop521JdEAi0JfJBnUQhKSQhXM10Q/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After getting our baggage checked in, we got a bite to eat at Fuddruckers then made our way to the gate. Not too much time passed before the following was announced "Flight 192 will be delayed as there are a few repairs needing to be done on the engine... sorry for the delay" We were sorry too, but by all means wanted them to fix the engine! Since we had time to spare, we walked the terminal, took pictures, and ate some treats from Auntie Annies! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivoZPiZD9DHtWf5l3ysBEDtlKRvsb3AgHX4R8fRBTf-h9tZyhrg_QXX0F5gmOxr97BzqHDYVknAa2QSCVUu58fk0tpYwsQijdpBPpDq4jK3X3nfz9NoqbIc2rPMbBiy0yNG-yZM7JTeQ/s1600/IMG_1952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivoZPiZD9DHtWf5l3ysBEDtlKRvsb3AgHX4R8fRBTf-h9tZyhrg_QXX0F5gmOxr97BzqHDYVknAa2QSCVUu58fk0tpYwsQijdpBPpDq4jK3X3nfz9NoqbIc2rPMbBiy0yNG-yZM7JTeQ/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After an 1 1/2 hour delay we were off on our 10 hour flight. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQGk_0WvV19SM7RseyMpa6tNoz4tgHf5thjDcxGNpbCooD_TEQ4n7AKgd16EV-LwO7fatKjzLBPv_UkC9EWQLcOHAWoss9LAI_twFdVxklyzzBoJd9ux5niaYa-iNvOPMYS6UjccylA/s1600/IMG_1955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQGk_0WvV19SM7RseyMpa6tNoz4tgHf5thjDcxGNpbCooD_TEQ4n7AKgd16EV-LwO7fatKjzLBPv_UkC9EWQLcOHAWoss9LAI_twFdVxklyzzBoJd9ux5niaYa-iNvOPMYS6UjccylA/s320/IMG_1955.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The way things were going we were going to miss our connection in London. So far I've told you about the bad news, but here comes the good part! Right when we landed in London a lady met us at our gate saying "All those headed to Bucharest follow me!" We didn't question, we just followed. She led us through the fast lanes of security and straight to our gate, telling us that our original flight was waiting for us and a few others that were also headed to Bucharest. Can you believe that? In waiting for us, the flight was only delayed about 15 -20 minutes, but still that is amazing! Praise the Lord for orchestrating that to happen!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span>This is us... after 13 hours of being catapulted across the globe. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14PKMrxKD4Dw0xL-m86BHSO8gVoQMnAV0CEqbTrPHRwsY7H_80qT2kvSEWBzr20l0qF7MFCjoUbOh9iHv4b3wQQv0uSRIhezLt0qCbbH3SYKLF2pV2zDHrUnw10LC6L_r-2qhf6h6Vg/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14PKMrxKD4Dw0xL-m86BHSO8gVoQMnAV0CEqbTrPHRwsY7H_80qT2kvSEWBzr20l0qF7MFCjoUbOh9iHv4b3wQQv0uSRIhezLt0qCbbH3SYKLF2pV2zDHrUnw10LC6L_r-2qhf6h6Vg/s320/IMG_1960.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So we landed in Bucharest just about on time, but one slight problem... in the rush from one flight to the next, our luggage didn't make it =( But no worries, we managed just fine for one night, then happily welcomed our luggage the next day. </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSIPUkLQ92TwKWvEEFDuEDcUZPzkxCyntKctCKDK0Eme5O6UnAOckwgGH8X8HtNq01mTVoM7DuAhT-_iRpmvW6NYhla6A7AZ5wRamGmpi0jLf7MfZY1UhIuuR3_2dTWva1gSTJyfuFIw/s1600/IMG_1961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSIPUkLQ92TwKWvEEFDuEDcUZPzkxCyntKctCKDK0Eme5O6UnAOckwgGH8X8HtNq01mTVoM7DuAhT-_iRpmvW6NYhla6A7AZ5wRamGmpi0jLf7MfZY1UhIuuR3_2dTWva1gSTJyfuFIw/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pastor Aurelian and Helga and Beni Tone greeted us at the airport. From there we drove straight to a wedding reception at Maranatha church. You're thinking what I'm thinking... so I'll go ahead and answer your question : yes, we went dressed as we were. We really had no choice, but at least we all wore the "airport" look together. Actually, we were so thankful to God for landing us safely in Romania, we really didn't care how we looked... we were just glad to be there!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Look for more posts to come! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></div>Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-74038963469180332332010-08-24T05:43:00.000-07:002010-08-24T05:43:57.867-07:00Vacation Bible School<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">B</span>e p<span class="Apple-style-span">repared for a long post ahead! Now that my schedule is slowly falling into place, I wanted to take the time to share a few of my spring and summer experiences with you. The first will be VBS...... </span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">This past summer I enjoyed helping out with VBS at Parkway Baptist Church. My family and I have been members there since January of this year and we have enjoyed becoming a part of the PBC family. When the first announcement was made about the upcoming VBS, I immediately called to get on board! Believe it or not, this was the first VBS that I had helped out with, so I was excited to learn the ropes.</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">VBS ran from June 7th -11th, 9am-12pm each day. The theme this year was "High Seas Expedition" with the station leaders and youth workers all a part of the Crew on the adventure. The director assigned me to three kids, of whom I was in charge of throughout the week. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The week of traveling along in the High Seas Expedition brought a new adventure and Bible point each day. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Monday we learned that God's Word is </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Tr</span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span">ue</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Tuesday</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> we learned that God's Word is </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Comforting</span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Wednesday</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> we learned that God's Word is </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Surprising</span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Thursday we learned that God's Word is </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Life changing</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Friday we learned that God's Word </span><b>Gives Direction</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Each day our color group would travel a certain path around the church, making sure not to miss each of the special stops! We traveled to the following places each day:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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These are my fellow Red crew leaders! Hayley Speck, Hannah Koehn, Rachel Robbins and Mrs. Hunt<br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>16. Green </b>- Green is my favorite color, because it represents growth. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBKAILj2I1MPMzbaJdNXAb9naSKfUYEJLQ_MiqoczfxaBVjCUeWAzVeqZTaeRxR6xfUpEOp_7GTdk_pdaWpqtvryGnRG2wnqf8ILEMkroZMoYK5fzo45qKLmNfHuPsmmUXbIh_ZTXQWQ/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBKAILj2I1MPMzbaJdNXAb9naSKfUYEJLQ_MiqoczfxaBVjCUeWAzVeqZTaeRxR6xfUpEOp_7GTdk_pdaWpqtvryGnRG2wnqf8ILEMkroZMoYK5fzo45qKLmNfHuPsmmUXbIh_ZTXQWQ/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>18. Dream </b> - I dream for a lush and flourishing garden.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj07d8-hNz-HWXbsW2rGE7mtyC7Pa_tbt8r4_fZI0EBlHnWrhF01cqtcN0QHcQd_M0KQCWKGKtSl7AX27Jc-Z3dGK1rwVjkH_c1FfXxfumtVgSTDewpWY64lXeDjlcpIa408QF-j-Hfhg/s1600/IMG_0331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj07d8-hNz-HWXbsW2rGE7mtyC7Pa_tbt8r4_fZI0EBlHnWrhF01cqtcN0QHcQd_M0KQCWKGKtSl7AX27Jc-Z3dGK1rwVjkH_c1FfXxfumtVgSTDewpWY64lXeDjlcpIa408QF-j-Hfhg/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" /></span></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>19. A tool </b>- Flowers have long since been my tool for happiness. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjczErxqKHOb7uzl-9gCgDmbFCfRmJKi6hGuXOlOux78EPH0xk60xO2WRUQTkTg-ihQp0cZaEEOTbA6yRBbxXJMkaKyzpzaBXbTQ1IeFqv5rB9bZB-YhGvqpC_u7pcljHDuKcuVDlbiIg/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjczErxqKHOb7uzl-9gCgDmbFCfRmJKi6hGuXOlOux78EPH0xk60xO2WRUQTkTg-ihQp0cZaEEOTbA6yRBbxXJMkaKyzpzaBXbTQ1IeFqv5rB9bZB-YhGvqpC_u7pcljHDuKcuVDlbiIg/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>20. Journey</b> - Just as this flower, I want my life journey to be one that is constantly reaching towards THE LIGHT, Jesus Christ.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsBiatxW9EVxdB6yp-ikA9LdR-ZWgs16zsalSogS_kO98KBLF7ziCFMYT5hy4pSVQI9vNyE7zPGWEwhrue8KE68lhxVSgzLi28eVzCmQURo8_euxqKh25nzQYqf-3AwiRHjBCTwhY8g/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsBiatxW9EVxdB6yp-ikA9LdR-ZWgs16zsalSogS_kO98KBLF7ziCFMYT5hy4pSVQI9vNyE7zPGWEwhrue8KE68lhxVSgzLi28eVzCmQURo8_euxqKh25nzQYqf-3AwiRHjBCTwhY8g/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>21. Funny </b>- Don't eat Jelly Bellys because look what they're advertising: Fat Bellied Beans! Do you want to turn into one of those? I guess you can tell I don't care for jelly bellys.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpaE1jISscKPa24dj8vDlCh6Z7DG1yUbUg_Fz508CdP_Wo1COZwiEnJS4mx3vq8_Z2aJ_uppZE33Y_OHFzy0mBs7QG3BWfp8_lmj_CkQVajYIZ8E0AVnRlBzAw5R25HcsG1QL-5xoag/s1600/IMG_0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpaE1jISscKPa24dj8vDlCh6Z7DG1yUbUg_Fz508CdP_Wo1COZwiEnJS4mx3vq8_Z2aJ_uppZE33Y_OHFzy0mBs7QG3BWfp8_lmj_CkQVajYIZ8E0AVnRlBzAw5R25HcsG1QL-5xoag/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" /></span></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEPGQLfqr1WFTCZ54RAFRbUVZMG0m_wcbwp2fbBO2KyJDbmPRYpk21hKN18_bZ_rgwPg0xcTfXGRevmGrRXt4zGKrbNYDHNatUle3wRcr3fDn9jx6qngtt65AmXFAdBLu40NkCZqhJg/s1600/IMG_0624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEPGQLfqr1WFTCZ54RAFRbUVZMG0m_wcbwp2fbBO2KyJDbmPRYpk21hKN18_bZ_rgwPg0xcTfXGRevmGrRXt4zGKrbNYDHNatUle3wRcr3fDn9jx6qngtt65AmXFAdBLu40NkCZqhJg/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" /></a></span></div></div>Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-62078711312821037732010-05-25T07:17:00.000-07:002010-05-25T07:17:56.264-07:00Thoughts from me...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"> <!--StartFragment--> </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; tab-stops: 28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; text-autospace: none;"><b><span style="color: #141413; font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Communicating Convictions</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #141413; font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Alcohol</span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">…what makes it a pleasure for some and offensive to others? Why is alcohol not universally accepted like other beverages? All are drinks, are they not? Is it wrong to drink alcohol? What is the big deal? All these questions! But where do we go for answers? Please read on. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> As a Christian, my standard for determining right from wrong is the Bible, God’s Holy Word. It is the source for my answers in every situation. God has given us His Word, not for us to be overwhelmed and bound by the rules and regulations, but to provide us with instructions for following a path toward holiness. So with this in mind, let us take a look at a few verses. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">E</span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">phesians 5:18 says: </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit;”</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> To me, this verse is saying a person should be filled with the Spirit rather than be excessively filled with alcohol. In most cases, consumption of alcoholic beverages hinders a person from being consciously aware of his actions and words. How then, can a drunken person be walking in the Spirit? Most importantly, we should ask ourselves the following question: Which one will fill us with something of eternal value? Will drinking alcohol allow a person to be in the proper state of mind, to witness and share the love of Christ with others as the Bible commands? </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Proverbs 23:21 states: </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.”</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> I am not sure about you, but I do not want my choices to leave me in a state of poverty. Proverbs 20:1 reads, “</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging: and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise”</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Is wine honoring to God? </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Bell MT"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> I believe God’s purpose for the Bible is to give us instruction on how to live holy lives. With this in mind, I do not believe alcohol fits into the purpose of a sanctified life. Instead, alcohol would seem to detract a person from living fully for God. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="mso-element: comment-list;"> <div style="mso-element: comment;"><div class="msocomtxt" id="_com_1" language="JavaScript" onmouseout="msoCommentHide('_com_1')" onmouseover="msoCommentShow('_anchor_1','_com_1')"><div class="MsoCommentText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Every time I see a rainbow I always think of the little phrase my parents taught me when I was little to help me remember the colors: </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>R</b>ainbows - R= red</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>O</b>ver - O = orange</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Y</b>ou - Y = yellow</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>G</b>od's - G = green</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>B</b>lessed - B = blue </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>V</b>ow - V = violet</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I was ecstatic the other day when I looked out my window and saw the most amazing rainbow stretched across the sky. After I ran outside to get a better view, I was even more thrilled to find a double rainbow staring back at me! (The pictures just don't do justice.) </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> When I look at a beautiful rainbow, I am always reminded of God's unwavering faithfulness to man. God has and will keep His promise He made to Noah so many years ago: <i>".</i><i>.. and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh." </i></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal;"><i> "It is of the LORD’s mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness."</i><i> Lamentations 3:22-23</i></span></i></div><i></i><br />
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I took this picture today out in my front yard. When I look at these adorable flowers, I see them proclaiming to the world: "Spring is here!" I see them basking in the warmth of the sunlight shouting to all: "My Creator is the amazing God of the universe!". I see these tiny flowers with enough boldness to make known the happiness of the spring season. Take time in the busyness of life to observe the magnificence of God displayed in His creation. Today may we be encouraged to boldly proclaim the greatness of our God to others.Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-12352517793505234572010-04-13T15:47:00.000-07:002010-04-15T07:32:26.809-07:00Some of my thoughts...Just to inform you, this post will be a little out of the ordinary. In the following paragraphs you will read some of my thoughts on a particular topic. I am sharing with you one of my recent assignments on the subject of communicating convictions. Enjoy!<br />
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<b>Should a young woman move out of her father's home?</b> <br />
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Before I blurt out my thoughts, or jump ahead of myself, I want to lay the foundation and say that each and every family is uniquely designed and put together by God. They have different experiences, different lives, and different convictions. This in no way exempts an individual from the obligation of living under the authority and principals of God's Word. <br />
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Our walk with God is the foundation for approaching this question. In everything, God is of most importance. No matter where you live, who your family is, or what religion you believe in, El Elyon is still the most high God and is above all and before all things: Revelation 1:8 "<i>I am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty."</i> His powerful words spoke this world into existence and in the Bible He has outlined a way of life for all men to live by. The Bible is God-inspired: 2 Timothy 3:16 <i>" All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness:"</i> It is eternal: 1 Peter 1:25 <i>"But The Word of the Lord endureth forever...</i> It is incorruptible: Matthew 24:35 <i>"Heaven and earth shall pass away, but My words shall not pass away."</i><br />
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To determine the answer to the question, we must consider the daughter's motive. Why does she want to move out? If she wants to move out in order to get away from authority, then she is going against God's command in 1 Peter 5:5 <i>"Likewise, ye younger, submit yourselves unto the elder. Yea, all of you be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble."</i> This leads us to ask "Is she humble and submissive in her relationship with her dad?<br />
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If she would be going against the wishes and instructions of her parents in moving out of the house, then she should choose her actions wisely and evaluate the consequences. Ephesians 6:1 <i>"Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this right."</i> The Bible does not specifically tell us that the daughter should always live in her father's house. This being true, I see no wrong in a daughter moving out of her father's house, if she feels God calling her to do so in order to accomplish His best for her life. In the whole process she should strive to submissively seek her parents' consent, carefully check her motive for wanting to move, and cautiously remain under her parents' authority.<br />
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Whether a girl is living in her father's house or not, is an issue that should not conflict or hinder anyone's relationship with God, which is of ultimate importance. Instead, a person should seek for their actions to bring glory to Christ's name. With this in focus, one would be able to discern what the right course of action is. In application, we must ask ourselves: Are our actions leaving a godly example for others, and are we seeking to glorify God every step in life?Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-25035580993972241902010-04-03T18:51:00.000-07:002010-04-03T19:03:44.032-07:00He is Alive!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"></span></span><br />
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</span></span></div><div style="font: 14.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">May each and everyone of you have a blessed Resurrection Sunday, celebrating the resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. No matter what plans or family get-together you may have on your agenda for today, let us remember and focus on Jesus, the one who is the reason for the celebration... this celebration of hope and joy for those who trust and believe on His name. </span></div><div style="font: 14.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord." </span></span></i></span></i></span></span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 14px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Corinthians 15:55-58</span></span></span></i></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(Pictures courtesy of </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">farm4.static.flickr.com </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and www.catholicbishops.ie/) </span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Just to clarify: I'm not Catholic, I just like the picture=)</span></span></div></span>Sarah Feenyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06498222306070198283noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160452502929341858.post-79538332269811632372010-03-27T20:24:00.000-07:002010-03-27T18:41:52.331-07:00A Lesson from Flowers<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Little flowers never worry</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">when the wind begins to blow, </span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and they never, never cry, </span></span></i></div></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">when the rain begins to fall. </span></span></i></div></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Warmest greetings, and welcome to my blog! I trust that you will enjoy reading what God has, is, and will be doing in my life. The title has a special significance and is my aspiration in life. My middle name Rosalee gives the reason for my title. It means: Guided of God. My goal is to live up to my name with a fully surrendered life, dedicated to glorifying the one true God, Jesus Christ. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Names have always been significant, but somehow I thought that my name was an exception. That perspective has changed over these past several months as I’ve discovered that God did indeed give me my name for a purpose; the purpose of bringing me closer to Him and reminding me of my desperate, sinful state in which I live, and reminding me of my need for His Spirit to guide me. To be guided of God, I must daily humble myself in prayer before Him, asking for His strength to carry me through each situation, each day, and each moment of life. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-indent: .5in;"><br />
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