<?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-3483477771862721329</id><updated>2011-11-28T14:31:18.627-05:00</updated><category term='honor'/><category term='trust'/><category term='believe'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='community'/><category term='fellowship'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='helping hand'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='help'/><category term='prizes'/><category term='relax'/><category term='hope'/><category term='500'/><category term='you'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='summer'/><category term='COBO Hall'/><category term='mom'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='giveaways'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='secret millionaire'/><category term='women'/><category term='peace'/><category term='speaking'/><category term='helping others'/><category term='love kitchen'/><category term='giving'/><category term='party'/><category term='goals'/><category term='faith'/><category term='joy'/><category term='special spaces'/><category term='time'/><category term='edify'/><category term='bitterness'/><category term='giving back'/><category term='homelessness'/><category term='food'/><category term='vendors'/><category term='banquet'/><category term='power'/><category term='fun'/><category term='love'/><category term='joy of music'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category term='Detroit'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>How Can I Walk In Faith, With These High Heels ON!</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a website about women and faith.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-917096264087118687</id><published>2011-11-19T23:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:47:32.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Muppets Taught Me</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the wonderful opportunity to preview the new Muppets Movie!!  It is fantastic!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is very reminiscent of the older Muppet movies and the nostalgia of it all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my girls, ages 14 &amp; 19 and both laughed out loud, got into the whole movie plot, and even updated me when I had to go out and get snacks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is a great family film.  Today, we are missing movies and events that bring us together.  The Muppets is a great way to bring the gang all together no matter what age.  I sat next to a two year old who giggle and pointed the whole time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Muppet movie is all about coming together and seeing a dream come to pass.  There are musical moments and lots of singing.  And as always the fabulous, Miss Piggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is truly 21st century with a bit of history and the good old times mixed in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched this movie, I remember sitting in front of the TV watching the antics of Animal and giggling at Gonzo.  I remembered how much I loved the Muppets and was glad to share this experience with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Movie Passes were provided by FurstAccess. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-917096264087118687?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/917096264087118687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=917096264087118687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/917096264087118687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/917096264087118687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-muppets-taught-me.html' title='What the Muppets Taught Me'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3496632531719217862</id><published>2011-09-21T15:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:18:42.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Extreme Home MakeOver! You&amp;apos;ll Love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbKQJZ7U5lc/TnohL5jcDuI/AAAAAAAAARI/-aFu9Odjon8/s1600/extreme-makeover-home-edition.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="112" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbKQJZ7U5lc/TnohL5jcDuI/AAAAAAAAARI/-aFu9Odjon8/s200/extreme-makeover-home-edition.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so pleased with ABC!!! I had the opportunity to preview the Season Premiere of Extreme Home MakeOver (EHM).   This is going to be an exciting season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, I must say that I am not being paid to promote this program and all views are my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As you all know, I love stories of triumph.  I love to see transformation.  I love to see people helping other people because it is just the right thing to do.  I love seeing lives changed because we chose to make a difference for someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WELL....That is what this Sunday's Extreme Home MakeOver is going to do.  Get your tissues out because this show had me in tears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what Extreme Home Make Over is about, here is a short recap.  Ty Pennington, the host, receives letters about people who are in need of a home makeover.  Typically, the recipient has an illness, is a community advocate, or a person with an extreme hardship.  Hence the title "Extreme Home Makeover."  They come to town, assess the situation, and build the family a brand new dwelling in just a few days.  This is done, of course with the help of several local groups, businesses, and volunteers.  The house is revealed and we are all crying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the season premiere.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first show, this season, is dedicated to supporting, helping, and understanding the needs of our Military Families.  We all know someone or associate with someone with a family member in active duty.  Extreme Home Make Over decided to support this cause with the help of our First Lady, Michelle Obama.  First Lady Michelle and Dr. Jill Biden, are the initiators of the Join Forces (&lt;a href="http://www.joinforces.gov/"&gt;http://www.joinforces.gov/&lt;/a&gt;) program for Military families, so she asked the EHM to help her bless Steps &amp;amp; Stages Jubilee House (&lt;a href="http://stepsnstages.com/contact.html"&gt;http://stepsnstages.com/contact.html&lt;/a&gt;) in Fayetteville, NC.  Barbara Marshall, a retired veteran, is the owner and operator of this house.  Her goal is to never see a female veteran homeless, helpless, and without support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite any of our political views, I have to say that the First Lady of our country, America, is a class act.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the show, Barbara was residing in her tiny home, with 3 other families as well as supporting 70-80 women veterans per week.  Can you say a packed house?  Barbara's husband James died last year, and the house was in need of much repair, space, etc.  Yet, Barbara and her housemates, Judy Hilburn, Heather Alojado, and Nikki Harper were all making do.  Many women spoke of Barbara's diligence and commitment.  Being a former Commander, didn't hurt her tenacity either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well as you know if you watch the show, the family was in Orlando at DisneyWorld, enjoying the fun and as the show goes, so many surprises come to them during this time.  Ty Pennington and First Lady sent a message to Barbara and the crew letting them know that they were in good hands as they tore their former dwelling down.  Barbara's daughter Maya, who is in active duty, showed up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sears stepped in and helped the local women veterans with resume' writing, clothing, auto repair, etc!  Plus they are also donating full wardrobes to the Steps and Stages Jubilee House.  Sears Rocks!  I am a former Sears employee by the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So finally the house is finished and it is beyond words.  The residents of Jubilee House actually get to meet First Lady Obama and they are now able to work, live, and support others in this beautiful new house.  If you are not crying by the end, I just don't know what to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to see the story and total transformation for yourself, on Sunday, September 25, 2011 7/6c, but check your local listing for ABC and for goodness sake, DVR it!  Right now, you can go to the EHM site on ABC and see the photo gallery from the Jubilee house (&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/shows/extreme-makeover-home-edition/photos"&gt;http://abc.go.com/shows/extreme-makeover-home-edition/photos&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although, they have received a great deal of help from Extreme Home Make Over, they could always use the help and resources of others.  So below the mailing address and phone number for Steps &amp;amp; Stages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps &amp;amp; Stages, Inc.: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resourcing Disabled Women Veterans&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 9764&lt;br /&gt;Fayetteville, North Carolina 28311-9764&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 910.977.2303&lt;br /&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:womenvets@stepsnstages.com"&gt;womenvets&lt;/a&gt;@stepsnstages.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please watch this show and support your local military families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime...Keep Walking in Faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-3496632531719217862?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3496632531719217862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3496632531719217862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3496632531719217862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3496632531719217862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2011/09/watch-extreme-home-makeover-youll-love.html' title='Watch Extreme Home MakeOver! You&amp;amp;apos;ll Love it.'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbKQJZ7U5lc/TnohL5jcDuI/AAAAAAAAARI/-aFu9Odjon8/s72-c/extreme-makeover-home-edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6479213926384823061</id><published>2011-08-16T19:00:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T19:00:00.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitterness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vZgdds5EXk/TkptrVIN82I/AAAAAAAAARE/OOnXA3LaEc8/s1600/Mojo+Moxy+Poppy+Pump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vZgdds5EXk/TkptrVIN82I/AAAAAAAAARE/OOnXA3LaEc8/s1600/Mojo+Moxy+Poppy+Pump.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel sooooo bad because this blog is my baby, I have been neglecting her for months.&amp;nbsp; I am a bad parent.&amp;nbsp; Because I have been going through my own personal issues, I have failed to even jot down a note in reference to the thing I love and love to do.&amp;nbsp; But I believe that it is useless and undermining to write only out of pain.&amp;nbsp; I like talk about the issue and provide the solution (or at least the way I resolved the matter).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;***Disclaimer Any advice or suggestions you receive here are my opinions.&amp;nbsp; I am not your therapist. Cuz I am crazy too.&amp;nbsp; Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason that I have been away so long is because I have been in my own emotional/personal trial.&amp;nbsp; And I didn't even have words to express everything I was thinking, feeling, and going through.&amp;nbsp; I had so many issues and things that I haven't dealt with but pushed down so hard that when they came up, boy was it a sight to see.&amp;nbsp; It is never good to repress stuff, because it does come back and you have to deal with it. It could be days, weeks, months, years but sister it is coming back.&amp;nbsp; Now you can keep pushing it down, but eventually it reflects in your personality, your conversations, your actions and your love for others.&amp;nbsp; What is it that people say, "Your actions speak louder than your words."?&amp;nbsp; That is what happens when bitterness sets in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had an opportunity to talk about the effects of bitterness.&amp;nbsp; I believe that so many of us, have that root as the Bible calls, it but we mask and nuture it&amp;nbsp;and it continues to grow.&amp;nbsp; Then when it is out of control, we simply say, I don't know where that came from.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhh, yes you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The reason why I chose bitterness is because I have been truly effected by it.&amp;nbsp; Until I studied what it was, I had no clue.&amp;nbsp; Bitterness starts with hurt, then turns to anger, then resentment, then it's on and popping.&amp;nbsp; I told the class that I have a process when things hurt me.&amp;nbsp; It starts with the hurt, turns into an essay, then it is a 12 page paper, I make it a novel, then it's a 30-second commmerical, to trailer, to movie.&amp;nbsp; Halle Berry plays me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For the rest of this year, I have declared that I will use my power of forgiveness and use it for good.&amp;nbsp; I have also decided that I can veto any thought, word, or decision that negatively affects my well being.&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, I am trademarking the phrase, "What if I don't Want TO?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that phrase because it stumps people.&amp;nbsp; If you are real honest and say you don't want to, what can a person do but accept your honesty.&amp;nbsp; Period.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my neglectful parenting.&amp;nbsp; My baby almost starved.&amp;nbsp; I have gotten emails, questions and some really bad looks because I haven't written a word in months.&amp;nbsp; Sorry!&amp;nbsp; I am making a dedicated commitment to give you something each month.&amp;nbsp; Something good and Godly.&amp;nbsp; Something that makes you laugh.&amp;nbsp; Something you can use.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I will also&amp;nbsp;be working on a few projects as well during this time and I promise to keep you in the loop.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited to be connected to women who encourage me and who are truly seeking my good.&amp;nbsp; Recently I have met two women, who I am sure will have a positive impact on MiVida (my life).&amp;nbsp; I look forward to learning and gleaning valuable tools from you both.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thanks for bearing with me during this time and I promise to give you something every month to encourage you to KEEP Walking in Faith!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Love Ya All,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MiVida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-6479213926384823061?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6479213926384823061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6479213926384823061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6479213926384823061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6479213926384823061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vZgdds5EXk/TkptrVIN82I/AAAAAAAAARE/OOnXA3LaEc8/s72-c/Mojo+Moxy+Poppy+Pump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3374477578313266818</id><published>2011-03-04T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:04:30.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy of music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping hand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special spaces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homelessness'/><title type='text'>You Gotta Watch Secret Millionaire</title><content type='html'>Recently I was watching the Oprah show and saw a segment that highlighted a new show called, “Secret Millionaire”. As I watched the show, I thought that the concept was good but it did not move me enough to want to watch the show. I was glad to see this young secret millionaire, Dani Johnson, giving back to the community. I thought it was a noble idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I received an email that sparked my interest. I decided to investigate and boy am I glad I did. I decide to do a review. So here it goes….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC has a hit!!!! Much like the other show that did the boss going into work with the staff, this show is a reality check for many people who don’t realize that there is a world out there that needs our help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that fact that “Secret Millionaire” is not about the super high profile millionaires, but about people who have a story to tell and have never forgotten where they came from. Their focus is on helping the community, not an individual person or company. ABC is highlighting charitable organizations that need help from us all, not the secret millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first millionaire is Dani Johnson. She is a self-made millionaire and the author of several successful audio/video series, like “Recession Proof Your Income”. Her personal story of triumph is amazing, from welfare to wealth. Even though she is now a millionaire, Dani still understands the impact of poverty and what a helping hand will do for someone. Her heart and love for God’s people is exemplified on this show. The mission of the show is to find some local charities and then bless them with a donation from the Millionaire’s coffer. The idea is to really put some consideration into who gets what and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani is thrown into the impoverished neighborhood of Western Heights, Tenn. She is given only $40 for the week and must go out and find someone to help. At first, I thought, this is way too easy. But in reality it is not. I appreciated that the Network placed her into one of the hardest hit neighborhoods and she could see the devastation of the neighborhood, just by driving into the town. Then she was left to field her way from there. I appreciated that Dani was not afraid of venturing out in the neighborhood and talking with the local people. She learned of three organizations that were local the Western Heights that she could help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Love’s Kitchen http://thelovekitchen.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The Joy of Music School http://www.joyofmusicschool.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Special Spaces http://www.specialspaces.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the premier episode, Dani Johnson, revisited her past issues, such as homelessness, welfare, sickness and poverty and how she had experienced similar circumstances. Because she was able to quickly and correctly identify with those she was helping, I felt that the story line was very credible. She even gave a special gift to a family whose daughter is very ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Millionaire shows the rest of the world that we all can do something to help someone else and even though Dani did not mention or reference the Lord in her episode, she was found reading the Bible, praying on a rock and with others. This is not so say that was her only criteria for giving but it shows her love for people through the heart of God. This was truly an inspiration to see. I am glad that the&amp;nbsp;Network allowed the content to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Millionaire is a wonderful show that captivated, compelled and inspired me to take the next step in local giving. I feel that this show will do quite well and is going to be the next, “Extreme Home MakeOver”. The value of what they are doing, especially in this economy, is priceless. I loved every minute of the show and hate that there will be commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go ABC and Secret Millionaire it is your next Sunday Night hit. I’m telling everyone I know to watch and help keep this show on the air.&amp;nbsp; In these times, we need more inspiring, responsible and positive television.&amp;nbsp; Tune in this Sunday, March 6, 2011 at 8:00 p.m.&amp;nbsp; Watch with your family and let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-3374477578313266818?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3374477578313266818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3374477578313266818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3374477578313266818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3374477578313266818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-gotta-watch-secret-millionaire.html' title='You Gotta Watch Secret Millionaire'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2939692319889931222</id><published>2011-02-23T17:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T17:00:05.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Walking on The Water"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwkLuDr0N3E/TWFYrGziegI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Alk4VRq2kDA/s1600/walking+on+water.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwkLuDr0N3E/TWFYrGziegI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Alk4VRq2kDA/s1600/walking+on+water.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first I didn't have a title or theme per Se for the 2011 Mother's Day Banquet.&amp;nbsp; I was just trying to see my way through and get the plan in motion.&amp;nbsp; I knew God had a plan for our event, but I didn't have the clear picture of what&amp;nbsp; He was orchestrating.&amp;nbsp; I was just doing it, and doing it scared none the less.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When I shared with the Ladies of Faith, that's what I am calling them, they encouraged me to speak only positively over this event; not to say that I am scared.&amp;nbsp; But the truth sets us free!&amp;nbsp; I was scared.&amp;nbsp; Not in the sense of fear, but overwhelmed, a little intimidated and with some trepidation about an event so large by my hand.&amp;nbsp; I guess I forgot that this was not about me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As I prayed about the event and I began to seek Him for direction, He showed me something!&amp;nbsp; WE WILL BE AT COBO HALL!&amp;nbsp; WE WILL BE ON THE WATER!&amp;nbsp; We will be Walking In Faith on the Water!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In all things, God has always provided and has shown me that He is in control.&amp;nbsp; I am relying totally on Him for direction.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I HAVE FAITH THAT GOD IS WORKING ALL THINGS OUT!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you join me and my special guest for this experience on the WATER!&amp;nbsp; COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MiVida Burrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;MEET OUR HONOREES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minister Lorrie Barnett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8NHruSZo8-s/TWFY5_RVYKI/AAAAAAAAARA/G17sXpqW76g/s1600/101_0809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8NHruSZo8-s/TWFY5_RVYKI/AAAAAAAAARA/G17sXpqW76g/s200/101_0809.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This woman of God has been a blessing to many for over 30 years.&amp;nbsp; Her walk of faith has been exemplified in many ways.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorrie Barnett is the mother of two wonderful children, who can attest to her extraordinary walk of faith.&amp;nbsp; Although she has had personal trials in her life, she has continue to rely on the strength of the Lord to help her triumph.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorrie is a minister and member of Reconciliation Word Ministry.&amp;nbsp;She uses her life stories to bless and encourage others.&amp;nbsp; Lorrie&amp;nbsp;ministers to&amp;nbsp;people by showing them that although life will give you lemons, lemonade is possible.&amp;nbsp;She believes that "God is Able" and her personal testimony exemplifies her belief.&amp;nbsp; Come out to the Banquet&amp;nbsp;and get to know her, she will surely be a blessing in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-2939692319889931222?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2939692319889931222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2939692319889931222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2939692319889931222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2939692319889931222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2011/02/walking-on-water.html' title='&quot;Walking on The Water&quot;'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwkLuDr0N3E/TWFYrGziegI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Alk4VRq2kDA/s72-c/walking+on+water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8241929883540254346</id><published>2011-02-09T06:00:00.038-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:00:15.668-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fellowship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vendors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Isn't She Lovely!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TVFuFcCXX5I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EnE5KCDR6vA/s1600/walkinginfaithwebf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TVFuFcCXX5I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EnE5KCDR6vA/s320/walkinginfaithwebf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our 2011 Mother's Day Banquet is well underway.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited because our new logo, flyer, and vision is completely overhauled.&amp;nbsp; We are so grateful to AVIMA Designs for the wonderful work that they have done for us.&amp;nbsp; Robert Deane is truly a master at this craft.&amp;nbsp; Kudos......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;All that being said check out our 2011 Flyer and Honoree Spotlight of the Week.&amp;nbsp; Join us at the 2011 Mother's Day Banquet to learn more about our Honorees and to celebrate the women that you love.&amp;nbsp; Bring your mothers, sisters, friends and daughters (husbands are invited too), as we honor some wonderful women of Faith!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SPOTLIGHT OF THE WEEK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;JANATHAN ABNEY AUSTIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TVFvmk8m50I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xUXpi4X66x4/s1600/Pastor+Janathan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TVFvmk8m50I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xUXpi4X66x4/s200/Pastor+Janathan.jpg" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Janathan Abney Austin is the Executive Pastor of the Bethel Abundant Life Center Church where Elder Jathan K. Austin is the Senior Pastor. She is the daughter of the late Bishop William C. Abney and Lady Lorraine Abney. Pastor Janathan is the founder and executive director of Ministry of Diamonds, a growing ministry dedicated to empowering and causing women to come to a deeper knowledge of Jesus Christ. Her strong passion is helping women to move from a place of despair and hurt to a life of abundance and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pastor Janathan travels the country speaking and imparting to women and men the power of God transforming love. Teaching them that I can give beauty for ashes. With a heart for hurting people, especially hurting women, her ministry focuses heavily on inner healing. Psalms 147:3 “He health the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.” Her prayer is that the word of the lord would come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FROM MY HEART &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;TO YOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pastor Janathan Austin notes that&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt best describes where I’ve been and who I am when she said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A woman is like a tea bag, you never now how strong she is until she gets into hot water.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stay Tuned For Info About Our Other Honorees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hey Ladies &amp;amp; Gents,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that we are already into 2011?&amp;nbsp; I have felt like I was in a whirlwind since the year started.&amp;nbsp; I am almost finished with Community College and well on my way to my Bachelor's Degree!!!&amp;nbsp; I think I can, I think I can.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TUwiOxLvgHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6vfVqdI-Fio/s1600/Badgley+Mischka+Humble+II.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TUwiOxLvgHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6vfVqdI-Fio/s1600/Badgley+Mischka+Humble+II.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry to be gone so long, but every week proved to be a challenge to be still.&amp;nbsp; 2010 went out with a bang and 2011 started shot!!!&amp;nbsp; But God is good, able and a sustainer.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am leveling out now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With all of that being said,&amp;nbsp;the most exhilarating and also breathtaking is the 2011 Mother's Day Banquet.&amp;nbsp; This is truly my baby and I am pushing, pushing, pushing.&amp;nbsp; I thank God for the FaithWithHeels family, who are the mid-wives, nurtures and even wind beneath my wings.&amp;nbsp; When I feel like it is enough, their love, support, joy, hope and especially FAITH!!!! keep me going.&amp;nbsp; Their prayers and calls of encouragement are vital to the success to FaithWithHeels.&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;beautiful women, love God and His people and never cease to amaze me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Heels off!&lt;/strong&gt; to you ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2011 Mother’s Day Banquet is well on its way. We are so pleased to announce that we have the pleasure of honoring some powerful women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s banquet will prove to be our very best yet. Guess What???!!!!!! We have booked COBO Hall. I still can't believe it, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COBO HALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, y'all and we are celebrating on the water. We have the gorgeous Portside Ball room all to our selves.&amp;nbsp; I am most excited to see all of you again this year.&amp;nbsp; Mother's Day is a great time to celebrate the women in your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; (Men are welcome to come and celebrate their moms, wives, daughters, and sisters.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us on Saturday, May 7, .2011 at 10:00 a.m. Click the link and get your tickets today, you won’t want to miss this year’s celebration!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about the future of FaithWithHeels and also the direction in which we are taking. Our journey is to establish a network of women who want, love and desire to see themselves and others strong and empowered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we have some women who will encourage you, empower you, edify you and inspire you to become the best you yet!!!! They have overcome obstacles, had great challenges and even major trials but my Lord, you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to hear about their TRIUMPHS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of our 2011 honorees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Each week we will give a brief bio of the honorees to whet your appetite.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pastor Janathan Abney-Austin&lt;/strong&gt;, Ministry of Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lorrie Barnett&lt;/strong&gt;, Reconciliation Word Ministry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delores Benett&lt;/strong&gt;, North End Youth Improvement Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lori Robinson&lt;/strong&gt;, B.L.A.C. Magazine Detroit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drs. Lee &amp;amp; Hakim&lt;/strong&gt;, Synergy Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mattie McKinney Hatchett&lt;/strong&gt;, Oakland County Women’s Commissioner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady Chantell Marshall&lt;/strong&gt;, House of Prayer, Detroit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charitable Honorees&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geneva Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;, Sara’s House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalyn Risker&lt;/strong&gt;, S.A.F.E. NewSafeStart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Keynote Speaker&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erica Murray&lt;/strong&gt;, Break Through the Veil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FaithWithHeels is designed to be the hub, the center, the connector of all of your talents, gifts, businesses and even your thoughts. We want to share your lives and journeys with the rest of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check Out our Honorees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ministryofdiamonds.net/"&gt;http://www.ministryofdiamonds.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neyic.org/aboutus.asp"&gt;http://www.neyic.org/aboutus.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://synergyhealthpc.com/"&gt;http://synergyhealthpc.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/House-of-Prayer-Institutional-Church-of-God-in-Christ/107749232620352?v=info"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/House-of-Prayer-Institutional-Church-of-God-in-Christ/107749232620352?v=info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oakgov.com/boc/elected_off_bio/hatchett.html"&gt;http://www.oakgov.com/boc/elected_off_bio/hatchett.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lorirobinson.com/About.html"&gt;http://lorirobinson.com/About.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Keynote Speaker: Erika Murray &lt;a href="http://www.breakthroughtheveil.com/welcome-home/"&gt;http://www.breakthroughtheveil.com/welcome-home/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;SAFE ~ Kalyn Risker &lt;a href="http://newsafestart.org/"&gt;http://newsafestart.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sara's House ~ Geneva Jackson &lt;a href="http://sarashouse.org/page.php?id=2"&gt;http://sarashouse.org/page.php?id=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In the meantime....Keep Walkin' In Faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shoes by Bagdley Mischka ~ Humble II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.faithwithheels.org/"&gt;http://www.faithwithheels.org/&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/3483477771862721329-7687011669017558230?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/7687011669017558230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=7687011669017558230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/7687011669017558230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/7687011669017558230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2011/02/drum-rolllllllll-please.html' title='Drum Rolllllllll Please........'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TUwiOxLvgHI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6vfVqdI-Fio/s72-c/Badgley+Mischka+Humble+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6345134679808204599</id><published>2010-11-05T13:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:05:18.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Fall Y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TNQ8Yp07ADI/AAAAAAAAAQM/teh6_v9zbgs/s1600/Vince+Camuto+Alician.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536116236187533362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TNQ8Yp07ADI/AAAAAAAAAQM/teh6_v9zbgs/s320/Vince+Camuto+Alician.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fall Is Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What comes to mind when you think about fall?  I usually think of cold weather, catching colds, high heating bills, snow and shoveling.  I can truly say that I have not been a big fan of Fall.  As a child, I didn't care that it was cold outside, I just wanted to keep playing.  As I grew into a teenager and the coats got shorter and thinner, the biting air would literally freeze my behind off.  In adulthood, I drag out the heavy, long coats and still cannot seem to shake the chill that runs through my body.  Fall...I was definitely not a fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year as I was driving down the street, I recognized how beautiful the trees were, with all the colors they had on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mind does marvel at the beauty of the season and all of the magnificent work the Lord has put into it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I saw the rolling clouds and how they reflected the light as the sun went down.  I saw the sky change from gray to blue in just a matter of minutes and I had to say "How GREAT is our GOD!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His handiwork is all around us, and all I could see is the impending cold (and flu) season ahead.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well the buck stops here, little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Missy&lt;/span&gt;.  I am challenging myself to become more selfless and less selfish, this season.  Many things I don't do because "It's too cold outside, " but what if I had to live in that state for an unknown amount of time?  What if I had to make my home in a tent or under a bridge?  I have to appreciate the fact that the Lord makes everything new and that Fall and Winter are a time of regeneration.  It is an opportunity of thanksgiving and gratitude for all He had done for us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What if I didn't know where my next meal was coming from?  What if I lost everything? Because of the Lord mercies, I am not consumed, therefore, my heart goes out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I see someone in a homeless shelter or out on the streets.  I have learned to keep some change in the car, so when I see them, I can give them a few dollars to make it through.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This holiday season, I am going to energize my house with the outpouring of thanks for the things we do have and gratefulness for the ability to give to others.  For Thanksgiving, I am extending my hand to help feed the hungry, homeless and even those without families.  My children and I are not talking the talk, we are walking the walk.  (I have some of those shirts if you need one, smile).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During the Christmas holiday, I am asking each one of my children to contribute some of their Christmas funds to help buy a meal for a family.  You can do the same or something like it for someone else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would like each of you to pass this post on, and ask your co-workers, neighbors, classmates, and friends, to join me as I go out into the community and help others.  I am looking for opportunities to be a bless, so if you know of some, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:faithwithheels@gmail.com"&gt;faithwithheels@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.  The purpose of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FWHs&lt;/span&gt; is to be a resource network, so we want to know about things happening in and around our communities.  Help ME, HELP OTHERS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let us help you spread the word!  Help us spread the Word.  Check the newsletter for opportunities not only during the Major Holidays' (Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years) but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;allllllllll&lt;/span&gt; year long!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your hands mean a lot to these organizations, your skills are needed and your life is a shining example of Love in Action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walking!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(also, I think that it would be great for someone to get these boots for me, be selfless why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dontcha&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vince &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camuto&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alician&lt;/span&gt;&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/3483477771862721329-6345134679808204599?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6345134679808204599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6345134679808204599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6345134679808204599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6345134679808204599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-fall-yall.html' title='It&apos;s Fall Y&apos;all'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TNQ8Yp07ADI/AAAAAAAAAQM/teh6_v9zbgs/s72-c/Vince+Camuto+Alician.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1198644228072665395</id><published>2010-10-07T09:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T11:01:26.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TK3gRvnk-yI/AAAAAAAAAQE/HbpV2fqXM_A/s1600/Bossy+Carlos+Santana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525318913298332450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TK3gRvnk-yI/AAAAAAAAAQE/HbpV2fqXM_A/s320/Bossy+Carlos+Santana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello All,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been quite a while since I posted on the blog. I took a little hiatus to gather my thoughts, reflect on my life and still my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes it is important to begin to prioritize our lives in such a way that we come first. Since my last post, I have taken some time to grow a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently I posted on my twitter account, my feeling for the day. It was, "Patience....priceless, truth....golden, me....growing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all are in need of patience in some area of our life. I have been tested lately on the road in the car, in my finances, sometimes lack thereof, and in my relationships as it pertains to patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I able to wait? Do I understand or empathize with the views of others? Do I hold my peace? Two wonderful women in my life have given me some powerful acronyms for W.A.I.T. (one is Will Answer In Time and the other is Why AM I Talking.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Patience ~ In patience I learn that the Lord (will answer in time) and much speaking does not avail much, so (why am I talking). I know that patience avails to me more than if I act in haste. Sometimes the wait reveals things that would not be exposed if I moved to quickly. Patience is truly priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Truth ~ I do believe that we should speak the truth in love. And that our words should be seasoned with grace AND salt. We should desire in grace to edify and encourage but in the midst, the salt will correct, sting but heal others. Truth is a means of freedom. Truth has been tested and when we operate, speak and act in truth we are tried and purified, just like gold. Truth is truly golden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me~ What can I say about me? I choose to be true to myself. I choose to surround myself with people who will have patience with me as well and will speak the truth to me. I am still in a molding and shaping process, even at the age of 40 but I know that the reality is, I have to make changes that have a positive impact upon my life and those that are around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are three attributes that I choose to work on for the rest of the year. Since there are three months left before 2011 (WOW), I have an opportunity to work on each one every month and build upon them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take the challenge! Think of three things that you can work on until the year is out and focus diligently on doing them daily. You pick, you decide and you do it. I believe in you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I move forward in my FaithWithHeels endeavors, I pray that each of you come along for the ride and work with us to do great things in the communities in which we live. We are hosting a SHOP for A CAUSE at Macy's on October 16th (any Macy's). Contact me to get your tickets $5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for walking in faith with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Carlos Santana ~ Bossy&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/3483477771862721329-1198644228072665395?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1198644228072665395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1198644228072665395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1198644228072665395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1198644228072665395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/10/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back?!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TK3gRvnk-yI/AAAAAAAAAQE/HbpV2fqXM_A/s72-c/Bossy+Carlos+Santana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8323804740331842058</id><published>2010-08-24T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:06:46.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relax'/><title type='text'>Oh No! Summer is Gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id23"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/THR6XoKAUkI/AAAAAAAAAP0/LzY44bfA6Y0/s1600/Michael+Antonio+Kiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509162790515921474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/THR6XoKAUkI/AAAAAAAAAP0/LzY44bfA6Y0/s320/Michael+Antonio+Kiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id22"&gt;Remember when Summer was three whole months long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can recall when summer was full of lazy days and warm nights; running through the backyards of our houses; staying outside till the mosquitoes had indulged on our blood; catching fireflies and eating toasted marshmallows off of sticks we found in the yard (yeah, it was safe to do that). Those were the days. Summer was full of water fights and starry nights and we had all the fun we could ask for. We didn’t have cable just 2, 4 and 7; we did have Atari but only the “rich” kids, so it wasn’t one per household. We didn’t have T.Vs in every room, so you watched what everyone else watched and when you did get a T.V, it was the used black and white that had a broken knob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was not as fast paced as it is today. There was only one phone in the house and you were blessed to have a two way. We did get along without cell phones, we knew what time to come home and we were happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time marched on, those carefree summer days turned into much needed summer jobs to support our teenage plans. Even then it seemed that summer was so much longer. Our days were spent saving up our money and planning to go to Cedar Point or to the Fireworks Downtown by the end of summer. We loved the Bob-Lo boat and family barbeques. Summer was family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adulthood has sucked all of the fun out of summer and squeezed all of the time into one long week. Suddenly summer seems to fly by me with no calling card or apparent traces that it has even come. Sometimes I can catch it’s coattails during a two day staycation or overnight trip with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow…..This summer my entire calendar has been swamped with plans, programs, and procrastination. The time that I carved out for me has been merged in with life, business and church plans. It is important to keep our priorities in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I vowed that I would make time for things that truly mattered to me and for the most part, I have kept that promise to myself. I have initiated and become involved with issues that concern me, intrigue me and compel me to help someone else. However, I must admit that I have been seduced into some plans that had not originally had my name on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as June rolled in my entire calendar became packed with so many events that my head begin to spin. Even though, I do count them all worthy of my time, I just feel like they all happened in one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended two weddings on one day. Both were beautiful and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared myself for the end of the school year and the girls being home all day.&lt;br /&gt;The 4th of July which of course, that drags along for the entire weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Visited family in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared for a dance concert. Oh the rehearsals!&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated the birthday of my youngest daughter in Muskegon.&lt;br /&gt;Attending Appreciation events, held meetings and hosting programs.&lt;br /&gt;Danced in the concert and attending another Dance Concert.&lt;br /&gt;Attending my Sister-in-laws wedding &amp;amp; reception, then hosted a conference for Girls in Cleveland, OH the following week.&lt;br /&gt;My daughters participated in the Children’s Day at church. So again rehearsals were in order. Today is the birthday of my oldest daughter, so the celebration continues until the weekend while, Thursday is both school registration and also a pampering event in Novi (morning and night).&lt;br /&gt;Alas…Summer is over…..Next week school starts for both me and the girls, so we will be back in the saddle again for Fall and Winter. Anxiously awaiting Summer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am “Falling”, into Fall with much reluctance. It means that I am back to the routine and schedules of others, classes to attend and trudging through the cold and snow. Therefore, it is important to enjoy my summers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My encouragement to you is to make the most of the time you have. Make sure to enjoy the rest of your summer. Lay in the hammock and swing. Catch fireflies. Toast marshmallows and run in the backyard. Blow bubbles and take a dip in the pool. Take a vacation (plan for the one next year). Say no!!!! Say yes to you and keep your own schedule. Do things that matter most to you and be excited about your life. Sometimes it is okay to be a little selfish with you and your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each season release some of the plans, pressures, obligations that weigh you down and don’t be too quick to fill that time slot. Leave it empty and mull it over for a while. You will indeed find something fulfilling for the slot but it must be empty first. You might want to learn to bake, read a good book, write a book, knit or sew. You might just want to have an hour of peace. Go ahead you deserve it. Family and friends will understand. They are bogged down too and appreciate a non-invite to get their laundry done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time…Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Michael Antonio ~ Kiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-8323804740331842058?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8323804740331842058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8323804740331842058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8323804740331842058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8323804740331842058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-no-summer-is-gone.html' title='Oh No! Summer is Gone.'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/THR6XoKAUkI/AAAAAAAAAP0/LzY44bfA6Y0/s72-c/Michael+Antonio+Kiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2153657692504522467</id><published>2010-07-16T13:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:24:41.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Beyond Limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TEHYXeqNKtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xfczSPJVug4/s1600/bcbg+dorothy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494910918247394002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TEHYXeqNKtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xfczSPJVug4/s320/bcbg+dorothy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Struggling doesn't always make you stronger; sometimes it can just make you tired. ~ Terry McMillan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No where in the Word of God do I find the actual word struggle. Therefore, I do not believe that we have been called to struggle. I keep hearing people say, "it's a struggle or I'm struggling". But I cannot speak these words in peace anymore. I know that the Lord has not called us to a life of struggle. He has promised that life will be more abundant, if it is in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I saw this quote from Terry McMillan (the famous, "Exhale", author), I knew that she knew. I am tired of struggling and I refuse to affirm my life in these terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are the affirmations I choose to use:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am victorious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am living life abundantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am the head and not the tail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am above and not beneath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall suffer no lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God is my source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am healthy, wealthy and wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I give and not take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe to see, not see to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a peacemaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am going to Jamaica!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ladies, we have so much power in the words we speak. Make your own affirmations, speak over yourself, encourage yourself. We have to use the positive to overcome the negative in every situation. As I move forward in my life, my dreams are getting bigger. So I cannot allow negativity, doubt or naysayers to infiltrate the positive words I know have been spoken over me. I want to be with people who are ~ Living Beyond Limits. And I want to affect people so much that they also want to live beyond limits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I no longer see a boundary to my dreams. I believe that they can exceed the capacity of my vision and break all barriers of the terms I set. I believe that God is just that BIG that He can increase my faith beyond what I can see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dreams/life cannot be limited by finances, education, family, or people. My dreams are bigger than just me. My dreams include you and your dreams, so they are limitless. In Hebrews 11:3, we are told that "through faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that things which are seen were not made of thing which do appear." In other words, God dreamed and spoke non-existent things into being. What we see today, is a manifestation of a dream/vision of one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I challenge each one of you reading this to really take some time and dream. Your dream should be for you. Write it down and review it for 30 days. Speak life into it. If it is a promotion, a scholarship to school, a business, a plan for your finances, etc. The key is to write it, make it plan, read it and run!!!!! Live in faith that the vision will come to pass. (Habbakuk 2:2-4). Don't stop starting to dream, because you might have to start over but don't &lt;em&gt;struggle&lt;/em&gt;, LIVE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy life where you are, struggling is making you tired, not stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am learning that can find peace, joy and refreshing in small things. I can look beyond the limits to the hills, where I know I find my help. I can sit still and hear what the Lord is saying. And I can speak life, love, peace and grace unto the hearers. I can edify and glorify God through my life, my words and my good works. I can have all that He promised. I can LIVE BEYOND LIMITS and so can you. I'll be right here cheering us on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Walking in Faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/3483477771862721329-2153657692504522467?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2153657692504522467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2153657692504522467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2153657692504522467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2153657692504522467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/07/living-beyond-limits.html' title='Living Beyond Limits'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TEHYXeqNKtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xfczSPJVug4/s72-c/bcbg+dorothy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-5922978065953987740</id><published>2010-06-23T13:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:53:09.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Keep Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TCJIZbV0FAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t9K-nQIvv7w/s1600/Michael+Kors+Cutout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486026897763865602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TCJIZbV0FAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t9K-nQIvv7w/s320/Michael+Kors+Cutout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Psalms 141:3, James 1:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to keep quiet. This is a challenge for me because I have an opinion about everything. I can weigh in on almost any subject and express, stress and validate my point because it is my opinion. But does my opinion really matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a reflective look at myself and realized that the very things that I instantly observe in others are parts of my own character. Some I like and some I dislike. In each of us, there are things that we need to improve upon and I am taking that journey in this season of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I desire to help others, I want to truly be helpful. I cannot take the baggage of the past into new friendships and   dwell on the issues of old relationships and then try to separate the two when it is convenient. It just can’t be done. Just think about when a person moves from one home to another, typically they throw all of the trash out before moving to the new house, otherwise, they have to sort through it all when they get settled. Normally, the trash usually ends up in a remote corner waiting to be sorted through. However, I believe that before I can move fully into the next season of my life, some stuff has to be sorted through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lives that we lead are not myopic. Any given situation in our lives can be viewed in a multitude of perspectives. My view of a situation will be in direct contrast to someone else’s view. It doesn’t make my view irrelevant, just one sided. Because of this one sided view, I can miss details that often add value to the situation or conversation. That is why we must learn to keep quiet and listen more as the story unfolds. Many times, what I would quickly discard has great value and the things I hold on to a valueless. Not priceless, valueless (of no value). Since they hold no value, they do not require conversation or opinion. I am just going to toss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I met with a friend who told me that my blog has helped her because of the words that I use. This made me happy because sometimes I feel that I am just talking and no one is listening. However, after this meeting, I realized that my words do have a positive effect therefore they must be edifying and full of light. Will I not get angry? Will I not be truthful? No, but I will choose my words carefully and have peace in the words that I choose. I will be quick to apologize for my mistakes and be honest about my faults, and I will listen more to the hearts of others and not always the words because I do want others to hear my heart when I speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage each one of you today to listen with your heart, don’t speak first, just listen; then use your words wisely. Watch what you say, say what you mean and mean what you say. There are people listening to the words and listening to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Michael Kors ~ CutOut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-5922978065953987740?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/5922978065953987740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=5922978065953987740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5922978065953987740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5922978065953987740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/06/keep-quiet.html' title='Keep Quiet'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TCJIZbV0FAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t9K-nQIvv7w/s72-c/Michael+Kors+Cutout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4371647723950188953</id><published>2010-06-03T08:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:05:01.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Faith Lifted Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TAkVRL-N0_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vzrr9rUoc6A/s1600/LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478933806688621554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TAkVRL-N0_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vzrr9rUoc6A/s320/LOGO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the past few weeks, my soul has been heavy. Even coming off of a fabulous weekend of fun, celebrate and joy for our Mother's Day Banquet, I still had some unresolved issues weighing on me. Spending time with 250 fabulous, beautiful and wonderful women of Faith, had me overjoyed. I was so excited, elated and ecstatic to see all of the love in the room. Love for one another and for the FaithWithHeels organization. Yet with all of this, I still had weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The things that are weighing on me are not easily resolved by me. I have had serious moments of despair, anxiety and overwhelming. I have awaken in the middle of the night asking the Lord for peace. I have had to get on my knees at 4:00 a.m. and talk with the Lord. It is during these times I try to grow closer to the Lord by reading the Word and being more still. I shut out all of the distractions and focus on what the root causes of the issues. Sometimes this helps tremendously and sometimes I just must wait for Him to answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am beginning to realize that the assignments, missions or leadings of the Lord are not as easy as they may sound or seem. He often asks of me, so much more than I even think I had accomplish. And many times I feel very unsure and uneasy about what lies ahead. Because of my personal insecurities, I tend to procrastinate when it comes to moving forward in God. I am always waiting for the sign, the word, the move, the urging or some other miraculous, supernatural thing to assure me that the Lord is on my side. Yes I agree, HOW FOOLISH! but it is true. I do not seek out signs or wonders from God or man, but I am so glad when the Lord does show me His glory through His word, a song, a phone call or even the prayers and encouragement from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My faith in the power, ability, love and movement of God, is not unsure. I know that He can, is able and will do all He promises. What I often question is my faith in what I can do. I often leap before I look, which is both good and bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week I am in the process of becoming an homeowner for the very first time and it has been a very trying time in my life. I am crying out to the Lord for wisdom, knowledge and understanding of the process and for His protection from anything that will cause hurt or harm. I am so grateful for the prayers of the saints all around this world. I received a very powerful email, from a sister in the Lord in California (you know who you are and yes, I am coming soon), she sent me an email saying that I had been heavily on her mind and heart and that her prayers were going up for me. WOW!!!!! This really boosted my spirits. Just knowing that there is someone out there praying for me. Not that I discount the fact that there are people praying, receiving this email to me was my commission to go on in Jesus' name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been bombarded this week with the message of faith:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My niece texted me a "Keep the Faith" message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My devotions this week were focused on faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And this morning a devotion &lt;a href="http://charlyne.org/"&gt;http://charlyne.org/&lt;/a&gt; came this morning ~ BE FAITHFUL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What does this tell you?!!!! It screams to me ---"God is faithful and my faith should rest with HIM."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I continue to speak life into all the situations that are weighing me down. God promises that He will take every burden from our shoulders (Isaiah 10:27). He is Faithful to do what He promises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that the Lord has good things in store for me and when I am faithful He does just what He says. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I say to you, keep the faith because without FAITH it IS impossible to please God. My faith has been lifted through God's word, His encouragement and He signs, showing me that He cares so much for me.  I pray today that you too are lifted through God's word and that your help comes speedily.  As they say, "He may not come when you want HIM but God is always right on time."  That is HIS faithfulness toward us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walkin' y'all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida es de ORO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is GOLDEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;logo by RiZel Photograpy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rodnesha Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-4371647723950188953?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4371647723950188953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4371647723950188953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4371647723950188953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4371647723950188953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-faith-lifted-me.html' title='My Faith Lifted Me!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/TAkVRL-N0_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vzrr9rUoc6A/s72-c/LOGO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3542196605814097909</id><published>2010-05-19T11:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:52:08.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S_QIjxt_lbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/iMxhlkSEXFc/s1600/Stuart+Weitzman+Clear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473008857896687026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S_QIjxt_lbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/iMxhlkSEXFc/s320/Stuart+Weitzman+Clear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today the Webster word of the day is "Translucent". The definition reads: 1) not transparent but clear enough to let light pass through 2) free from disguise or falseness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up this morning with a desire to shine; to allow God's goodness to permeate every part of my life. I want to be translucent enough to let God's light shine through me. This word translucent really struck me because I often hear about transparency but never translucency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Transparency is being totally see through, bearing it all, letting others see through you. I do believe that this is both good and bad. Good because we do need to allow others to see the real us. The things that are good, honest and true while also allowing them to see the shortcomings, faults and defects. However, this can be bad, because people will use this against you. Because they know the good and bad, they can highlight whichever they choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Translucency, holds back just a little, it only allows so much to be seen at a distance or time. Translucent items allow light through but filters as well. This too can be good and bad. Good because the Light of the Lord is still shining through. You can draw people to Him by letting His light pass through but it can be bad because you are guarded. A person will have to be up close and personal to even be able to clearly see through. The good thing about being translucent is that you are clear enough to let the "LIGHT" pass through and you can be free from falseness and disguise. YOU CAN BE THE TRUE YOU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Matthew 5:16, we are encouraged to "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven." We are not to hid our lights nor are we to be ashamed of the light that is within us. We are to give our lights to others and also help others to shine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My encouragement to every one reading this post is to "SHINE". Don't hide your light, always glorify the Lord and be as "transparent", "translucent" or "see through" as you can. Help others to "SHINE" and also encourage them to be everything that God has for them to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I look forward to hearing your testimonies of the "Light" that is within you and how you have helped others as well. This is going to be a great year of LIGHTING up this world with God's goodness, glory and power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walking in Faith,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida Burrus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shoes by Stuart Weitzman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3483477771862721329-3542196605814097909?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3542196605814097909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3542196605814097909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3542196605814097909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3542196605814097909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/05/shine-on.html' title='Shine On!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S_QIjxt_lbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/iMxhlkSEXFc/s72-c/Stuart+Weitzman+Clear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-623792443316010466</id><published>2010-04-30T12:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:59:17.625-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believe'/><title type='text'>It Looks Like Goliath to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S9saZlOgNfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZXn4dk2ofLs/s1600/chloe+Tall+Wedge+Tie-Top+Boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465991599536223730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S9saZlOgNfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZXn4dk2ofLs/s320/chloe+Tall+Wedge+Tie-Top+Boot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalms 37:5 ~ Commit they way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and shall bring &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us can recall the story of David and Goliath. David, the young inexperienced shepherd boy, had to fight against a mighty warrior of the enemy, Goliath. In the course of the story, David tells Saul about his triumphs over a lion and a bear. David was bold enough to declare that he would also triumph over Goliath in the same manner. This is such a great testimony of Faith (even if David wasn't wearing heels). (1 Samuel 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to tap into my faith reserve this week as we draw closer to the 2010 Mother's Day Banquet. My faith level had begun to sink well below the allotted range and I had that negative talk going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with a very good friend and she was explaining to me some things she would like to accomplish in the next few months. In my normal, excited way, I encouraged her that it would be easy for her to accomplish it. I gave her several examples of what she could do, how she could do it and who she could call to get it done. My friend says to me, "Well you do this all the time, so yeah it sounds easy to you." Why in the world did she say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the abundance of my heart, my mouth began to speak. I began to run down all of the fears and trepidation that I often have in the midst of my planning. I gushed about what I wanted to see and how I wanted the plan to go. I let her know that within me there was much reservation. However, I did try to continue to interject my faith talk as I had pushed down, as much as I could, the unbelief that always tries to surface as I embark upon a new event, venture or idea. But sometimes it still lingers because I am not trusting as I should (or could). How quickly I forgot that I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; triumph over a lion and a bear. But I admit that each new venture looks like "Goliath" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I asked my friends, "What have I gotten myself into?", while I am dragging them along for the ride. Their support, words of encouragement, love and help has made me stronger in my resolve to kick "Goliath's" butt. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. I am taking my eyes off my plan and asking the Lord for His will to be done. And by golly is He doing it. The phone is ringing, ringing, ringing. (Yay!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is truly turning into a Walk of Faith because I am letting go and letting GOD and it is good to know that I have some Faith Walkers along side of me. "Goliath", we declare that you are going down in Jesus' name. Ladies, we are lifting up a banner of Faith over everything we put our hands to do. We are victorious in Jesus' name. There is no fear in Christ Jesus because perfect love casts out all fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned to our exciting new developments and join us by supporting the Mother's Day Banquet at Pi, by sending us a donation to keep working the work or by attending our 2010 FaithWithHeels launch party slated for Fall of 2010. With your help we can infuse "Faith" into those who need it the most. Help Us, Help Others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime....Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-623792443316010466?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/623792443316010466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=623792443316010466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/623792443316010466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/623792443316010466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-looks-like-goliath-to-me.html' title='It Looks Like Goliath to me'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S9saZlOgNfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZXn4dk2ofLs/s72-c/chloe+Tall+Wedge+Tie-Top+Boot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1169462664418432945</id><published>2010-04-09T10:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:14:11.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking In Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S79NbgsjYhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7RxjzWkAeQs/s1600/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Chloris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458166408424940050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S79NbgsjYhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7RxjzWkAeQs/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Chloris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Corinthians 5:7 (For we walk by faith, and not by sight.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past two years, I have written about my faith walk. I have chosen to reveal things about me and my life that are humorous as well as painful. Sometimes it is not easy to talk about your feelings because everyone doesn't understand or accept your thoughts. But for me it was a way allowing the stresses to be released and sharing the joy of my life with you as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What began as just a way for me to purge some of my frustrations through writing and clearing my head, has grown into a powerful connection of women who love to support help and bless one another. I am not like Paul, where I glory in sufferings, but I am glad that I have experiences things that have drawn me closer to women like you. I am so glad that you take the time to read about me (and you) and to comment on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is especially wonderful to know that your faith is growing as well. Many of you have reached out to say that something touched you or that it was a good post and that does my heart well. Many of you have taken a leap of faith and started businesses, workshops and even new projects because your faith has grown. And to that I say YAY!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning when we wake up, we all realize that one more day had been granted to us to do God's will. Some days we feel like we can conquer the world, other days not some much. But is is our choice as to how we handle those days. Do we surround ourselves with people who uplift and inspire? If we do, those days become a blur in comparison to having someone who loves you because of you and help to lift you up when you are down. You have to choose to increase your faith. I had a challenge this week and I dare the rest of you to take it. No negative words, thoughts or actions for a full day. If you accept to choose this mission, you must only speak life, words of encouragement and act in faith. If you fail, you must give 25 cent for each negative thing (the money should be donated to charity, someone on the street or someone in church). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I did fail. I allowed myself to fall into a negative speaking trap. I had to chalk up $3.50. Now may negative talk included being stuck in traffic, crazy drivers and getting lost in Downtown. Each of these situations were not unto death, didn't effect my overall health and were over in minutes. Doesn't the Bible speak of the little foxes? Those negative words and actions did impacted me. I realized that I have to do so much better to let my light shine. I have to do 14 times better than I did on Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negative words can deplete our faith. Because we are not confident in a good outcome. The negativity can spread and also infect others. Our positivity increases our faith because we our now speaking life into our situations. If Faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word, then when we speak positive things out loud, don't we hear it as well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith is also something we must put into action. I have found that in my walk of faith, I have had to rely heavily upon the word of God but I have also had to put that faith in the Word into action. It is not enough to say I believe, but what is my belief sparking me to do? What is my belief compelling me to work towards? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day that I have off from work, I try to do something of faith towards my personal, business and spiritual goals. Sometimes it is easy because of the things I want to see accomplished but sometimes it is hard because I limit my faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking in Faith is intrinsic to us all. The simple act of getting out of bed is a walk of faith, because you believe, know and are sure that you can do it. (Although as I reached 40, I found that sometimes that is a faith elevator.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each one of us have something that we believe in, are sure of and know without a doubt. But it is those things that challenge that cause us to lose faith. Next month as we host our second Mother's Day Banquet, my level of faith is definitely increasing. I have to walk assuredly, knowing that the room is already filled with women and that we are going to have a wonderful time in the Lord. I cannot use my natural sight to elevate my faith, but I must see, pray and believe in the spirit that it is already done. I see your smiling faces, I hear the music, I see the dance, and I am tasting the food. All within my spirit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am challenged. But my faith overcome all challenges and help me to know that God is for me. I draw upon that faith and move to a different level each time FaithWithHeels hosts an event, helps the community and shows our support to others. God shows me that He has never left nor forsaken me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My walk of faith is not just for my personal achievement, but it is to encourage you to pursue!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can, you can. If I am, you are. If He gave it to me, you have it to. Walk in Faith. Close your eyes and take the step. If you don't know the path, He will show you. I didn't start out knowing when, where, how or why but each time I close my eyes and ask Him for direction, the path appears but I must be walking in Faith to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&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;MiVida es De 'Oro!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shoes by Yves Saint Laurent&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-1169462664418432945?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1169462664418432945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1169462664418432945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1169462664418432945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1169462664418432945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-in-faith.html' title='Walking In Faith'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S79NbgsjYhI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7RxjzWkAeQs/s72-c/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Chloris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1379328151422988189</id><published>2010-03-29T19:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:27:29.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lordy, Lordy Vee is 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S7JBVcYDcKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mhj5fpeMV4Q/s1600/shoes_isec1003017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454493935349231778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S7JBVcYDcKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mhj5fpeMV4Q/s320/shoes_isec1003017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id15"&gt;I recently turned 40 years old but I don't feel a day over 29. Well maybe a day or two with the new aches and pains but I won't complain. I made no big hoopla over my birthday this year (but everyone knows a celebrate just a little longer than I should). Not because I was ashamed or upset about my age but because my focus changed a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id18"&gt;Yes, I do love celebrate my birthday and my life. I love even more that the Lord has granted me one more day, another year and always a second chance. Although my birthday was uneventful, it was hugely joyful. I planned to have no plan this year. Actually I planned to stay in the bed all day but the day was too beautiful to stay indoors. My plan was a day of freedom, no obligations. Sometimes, the best gift can just be being at peace. I enjoyed those 4 minutes and then got up to take the girls to school, grab some breakfast, do some shopping, pay some bills, tried to go to the show didn't work out, dropped the girls to a meeting at our church, gulped hot coffee at a local cafe', came back to pick them up and melted into the bed. Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all day I was so grateful to feel the love of many family members and friends as my phone rang constantly. I smiled a little each time a text popped up, a voicemail chimed or emails came through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did choose to take a few hours to spend with the Lord in just quiet before I left the house. I felt that I had accomplished my goal, sitting at the feet of my father; resting in His presence and tuning out the demands of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the onset of 2010 I have been running like the energizer bunny, I sleep but don't rest. And recently I found that my stress level was at a all time high, when my hair began to fall out. I held the stress inside so long that something had to give. I thank Him for keeping from something more severe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I chose to say goodbye to all the stress and stressors. I choose to take command and not be at a demand. I stopped for a minute and reflected on what is important to me. Cause when I dead and gone, life will go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is proving to be greater than the years before. The Lord is moving FaithWithHeels forward and He needs me to be in the best health and emotional state this year. I keep hearing Him say to me "Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just imagine Jesus calling you Martha, when you want to be Mary; when you want to choose the good part; when you think you are helping. He told me that he wants me, not just service from me but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that 40 ain't so bad actually it is all good. It is good that I am able to bless the Lord every day I wake up. It is good that wisdom and understand come with age. It is good that revelation and celebration come with age. And it is good that elation comes from knowing that you are loved at any age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you all who have blessed my life these 40 years: Both of my moms, both of my grandmothers, my father, my children, my husband (smile), my entire family, my new found family, my friends through thick and thin, all the new friends I have made and will make this year. You have all contributed to making me be the best me and I am still in process and progress, you ain't seen nothing yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&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;MiVida es De Oro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoe by Paris Hilton ~ Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Available @ &lt;a href="http://www.shoes.com/"&gt;www.shoes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-1379328151422988189?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1379328151422988189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1379328151422988189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1379328151422988189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1379328151422988189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/03/lordy-lordy-vee-is-40.html' title='Lordy, Lordy Vee is 40'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S7JBVcYDcKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mhj5fpeMV4Q/s72-c/shoes_isec1003017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8663465731694452027</id><published>2010-02-26T13:24:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:39:47.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Living!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S4gg2IJi-AI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BAtnzy4vTjU/s1600-h/MiuMiu+Swarovski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442636263949793282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S4gg2IJi-AI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BAtnzy4vTjU/s320/MiuMiu+Swarovski.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keep Livin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In John 10:10, Jesus told us: "The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have&lt;strong&gt; life&lt;/strong&gt;, and that they might have [it] &lt;strong&gt;more abundantly&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many of you have heard the saying?: Just Keep livin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma used to say this sometimes. And at the time I couldn't understand what she meant. "Just keep livin'."  She was warning me that throughout all of my life I will experience enough things that will try to tear me down but I have to allow them make me stronger. My grandmother endured hatred, segregation, jim crow, being called out of her name, and living in America as a woman. And in spite of all of that, she still was regal, kind and loving in her own way. She was a strong, peaceful and beautiful woman. She kept living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During my life I have experienced enough to know that through it all I can keep livin'. I still experience times when I need guidance and direction but I know that if I keep livin' I will make it through. This year I turn 40, yes the BIG 40, but I am not afraid to say it. I will keep living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus promised that I could have "life...more abundantly" and I am definitely going to keep livin' to see, experience, and be thankful for it. Despite what the has come up against me in the previous years, I am learning to come into my own. I am learning that I can stand in the midst of adversity and still be advocated by the King.   I am learning that "no weapon is going to prosper".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;40 years is quite a long time, but in actuality, there are only about 20 years of true life learning and experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my teens: I knew nothing. I thought I knew everything. As as Malteen would say, too big for my own britches but I kept livin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my twenties: I knew better. But I made a lot of mistakes. I found out that some things were just not worth it. And I kept livin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my thirties: I knew more about me. I lost some people and things  but gained a whole lot more of both. I found me and began to love me more because I just kept livin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that 40 is only 30 days away, I am so glad that I am still learning, loving and living me. When I look back I realized that my teens were expended on friends; my twenties were expended on my independence; and my thirties were expended on my family and job. I do not regret any of these things but now I am asking, where/who/what/why/when am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have all answers to many of these questions but I am finding my way as I "Just Keep Livin'." About two years ago I started saying that I am, "Living my life (Mi Vida) like it's Golden." And this I do believe because I have and will be tried in much fire, but I am coming out as pure gold. I believe that what has transpired is only for my good and it is to save much people alive. I believe that my faith will increase and will be extended to generations after me. I believe that I have the right to believe God for any promise He has extended unto me.  There is only one thing that is needed.... I have to "Just Keep Livin'."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, I'll Keep Walking (in Faith),&lt;/div&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;MiVida es de Oro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Life is Golden! &lt;/div&gt;Mui Mui Swarovski&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/3483477771862721329-8663465731694452027?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8663465731694452027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8663465731694452027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8663465731694452027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8663465731694452027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/02/keep-living.html' title='Keep Living!!!!!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S4gg2IJi-AI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BAtnzy4vTjU/s72-c/MiuMiu+Swarovski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3056561557457315183</id><published>2010-02-05T09:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:59:03.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound Familiar?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S2wyH8dRqaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ADUNB1_Su3M/s1600-h/22244_1265019398635_1624266413_30649516_1015628_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434773962398738850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S2wyH8dRqaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ADUNB1_Su3M/s320/22244_1265019398635_1624266413_30649516_1015628_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30649518&amp;amp;id=1624266413"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All I can say is WOW! (This is a long post, but well worth it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year has started off with a "bang". I am so excited about the opportunities and blessing that are coming to each one of us. We are truly on the edge of an exciting breakthough and we have to be prepared to let God do what He do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In January, FWHs hosted the Winter Retreat Spa Day. Many days I tolled, worried and cried about this event. I couldn't see how I would pay the bill; how I would get professionals in to help me; or how to even pull this off. But I kept forgetting the one element of my life that is most important ~ HAVE FAITH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The weeks leading into this event, I could feel the pressure. Our ministry held our corporate consecration period and each day we had a focus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 1 ~ Due Order - Get your life, house, planner, self in order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 2 ~ Sacrifice ~ Give up something that you hold dear to see the manifestation of the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 3 ~ Sanctification ~ Set yourself apart and turn away from things that are holding you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 4 ~ Praise &amp;amp; Thankgiving ~ Give Praise to the Lord and Thank Him in Advance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 5 ~ Requesting God's Glory ~ Just ask Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 6 ~ The Help of God ~ Who doesn't need His help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 7 ~ Getting Rid of Tobiah's Stuff ~ Get rid of the things that you know are a hindrance to God's Glory in your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 8 ~ Corporate &amp;amp; Intercessory Prayer ~ Pray for someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 9 ~ Alms ~ Give, Give, Give!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 10 ~ Sweet Communion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These 10 days were very important for me. However, my breakthrough came on Day 6 ~ The Help of God. As I cried out to Him about what was plaguing me. He assured me that He would never leave nor forsake me. And as the tickets were slow to sell and the professionals were dropping off, I cried out unto the Lord even more. HELP!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The week of the event, I had two additional professionals tell me that they would not make it. The day before, one more. But just like Gideon, God had to get me down to the bear minimum to show me that He was in control. I had to HAVE FAITH that everything was in order and that He knew best. TO GOD BE THE GLORY!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had a great time. This event was well needed. I met some new lifetime friends and reconnected with an old classmate. Some of the ladies knew each other from other areas in life. It was truly a blessing to know that some connections were made. Every woman I met was so special and we will stay connected. There was much fellowship, women just being themselves and love floating throughout the room. This truly exceeded my expectations and we are going to do it again. (I promise.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I give thanks to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Irene's Myomassology Institute ~ 26061 Franklin Road, Southfield, MI 248 350 1400 ~ They showed out! All of the ladies were truly blessed by their massage and their technician. You did a fabulous job and &lt;strong&gt;Lauren Bass&lt;/strong&gt;, you are the greatest! Thanks so much for joining us and also for being a great support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heather Baker &amp;amp; Rhonda Robertson&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Nail Techs ~ They went over and above. Their professionalism and love exuded in each hand and foot they touched. And even when I asked them to do less, they did so much more. Love ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katie Dubuc&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Esthetician ~ Katie jumped in and worked it out. She is a professional facial expert located in Commerce Township but I am sure she will travel to work it out for you. She was so sweet and wants to join us next time. AMEN! Katie see you in July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Liz&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Eyebrows/Nails ~ Ms. Liz can work some brows. Go in looking hairy and come out looking fab! She can make your whole face look good with a brow arch. Love you tooooo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edna &amp;amp; Racquel&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Make-Up Artistry ~ You pull out the beauty and I thank you both for your extra support, when I am trying to walk on water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krysti &amp;amp; Amina&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Mary Kay Experts ~ These ladies were soooo helpful, beautiful and a great source of knowledge. They provided the best facials in town. Their products are proven and they would love to be your consultant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridget King&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Baby Nails ~ Thanks Sis, for working out the babies. I didn't know what I would do but as always, you've got my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All of our vendors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RiZel Photography&lt;/strong&gt; - Rodneshia Edwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D'Essence Perfume&lt;/strong&gt; - Tonia Hickman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krystal Palmer&lt;/strong&gt; - DDTC Fragrances &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spirited Infusions&lt;/strong&gt; - Jewelry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rhonda Robertson&lt;/strong&gt; - Jewelry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fabulous Boutique&lt;/strong&gt; - Scarves, mugs and gift items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I thank each one of you who attended, prayed and participated. You don't have to expend your money, time or energy but you always do. It is such a blessing to be among people like you. Thanks for purchasing your tickets, coming out to join us and being a support to FaithWithHeels in anyway. We do not take it lightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With January behind us and February pushing in, I am growing excited about our May Mother's Day Event (May 8, 2010). What's going to happen then? I can't even imagine what God has in store for you and me. Check out the FaithWithHeels on Facebook and join Supporters of FaithWithHeels facebook page to get updates on what we are doing next. (We are also on twitter &amp;amp; linkedin). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks for your prayers and love each time you read this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the meantime, Keep Walking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-3056561557457315183?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3056561557457315183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3056561557457315183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3056561557457315183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3056561557457315183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/02/sound-familiar.html' title='Sound Familiar?!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S2wyH8dRqaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ADUNB1_Su3M/s72-c/22244_1265019398635_1624266413_30649516_1015628_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-5633952394768826555</id><published>2010-01-27T15:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:24:19.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Retreat Spa Day!!! is 3 days AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S2Cf1RuYhyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8iEijeSAmkA/s1600-h/FWH+Final+copy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431516888248649506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S2Cf1RuYhyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8iEijeSAmkA/s320/FWH+Final+copy.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us this Saturday for the Winter Retreat Spa Day! This is a day of relaxing and fun! Tickets are $30 in Advance and $40 at the Door. Get yours by calling (313) 310-9405 or email us at &lt;a href="mailto:faithwithheels@gmail.com"&gt;faithwithheels@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; to reserve your space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You receive 30 min full body massage provided by Irene's Myomassology Institute in Southfield, MI, one spa service (manicure, pedicure, facial, eyebrow arching or make-up) and a strolling lunch. We have give-a-ways and plenty of surprises. Come out and help us raise awareness and funds for LIFT Women's Resource Center (&lt;a href="http://www.lift-wrc.org/"&gt;http://www.lift-wrc.org/&lt;/a&gt;) in Detroit, MI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your tickets today and LIFT someone else today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-5633952394768826555?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/5633952394768826555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=5633952394768826555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5633952394768826555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5633952394768826555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/01/join-us-this-saturday-for-winter.html' title='Winter Retreat Spa Day!!! is 3 days AWAY'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S2Cf1RuYhyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8iEijeSAmkA/s72-c/FWH+Final+copy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-164386684406486404</id><published>2010-01-13T14:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:03:07.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudo's to Carol's Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S04l2AP9r5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/m6v6qIRXDM0/s1600-h/carols+daughter+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426316210738147218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S04l2AP9r5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/m6v6qIRXDM0/s320/carols+daughter+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I just want to say thank you to Carol's Daughter (Beauty by Nature). I contacted them and asked if they would be able to help us with our Winter Retreat Spa Day by donating a few items to us. And Glory be to God, they showed up and out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I emailed Lauren Blanche several months ago and she put me in touch with Sarah Trachenberg. I emailed Sarah last week and yesterday I had a big box on my door step*. When I got in and opened it, it was filled with goodies that we can use at the Spa Day and as give-a-ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is truly a blessing to be blessed by people who don't know you but believe in what you are doing. I do use Carol's Daughter Products, especially the Tui Oil on my hair. I am going natural and this keeps it soft and moisturized. My girls use the Hair Milk and my oil when I am not looking. This was truly unexpected because I thought I would get a few items for give-a-way but boy did they give to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These products are dear to me because I am also a Carol's daughter. My mother was Carol Ann Gray. So Lisa Price, ladies named Carol make good girls and we are living proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all come out to the Spa day and see if you get to go home with one of these wonderful prizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again and check out their link I have posted to order you some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carolsdaughter.com/"&gt;http://www.carolsdaughter.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&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/3483477771862721329-164386684406486404?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/164386684406486404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=164386684406486404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/164386684406486404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/164386684406486404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2010/01/kudos-to-carols-daughter.html' title='Kudo&apos;s to Carol&apos;s Daughter'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/S04l2AP9r5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/m6v6qIRXDM0/s72-c/carols+daughter+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2661649382705303438</id><published>2009-12-31T18:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:33:39.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am not MAD at 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Every year ends in a mixture of emotions for those reflecting upon it.  2009 seems to be one of those years.  I have heard people emphatically say “goodbye to 2009”.  The year has brought to some great joy and to other great pains.  The year has seen proposals, weddings and births.  It has also witnessed deaths, divorces and devastations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened in 2009.  This year has taught me to appreciate the life I have been given; to revel in the joys that I have possessed and to be grateful internally and externally for all that God has given unto me.  This year I found all of me.  The child, who needs some attention and lots of love,  the adolescent, desperate to be allowed to be and the adult who deals with the consequences of it all.  This year I owned my stuff.  I was real to me and to you.   I shut my mouth when necessary because everyone doesn’t appreciate my opinion and opened my ears to hear what was and was not being said.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, I gained my footing and lost some of my defensiveness.  I realized that I was sure about being sure and when I wasn’t sure, I know that God was still with me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not MAD at 2009 because my shield of faith grew bigger and got stronger.  I was able to see the invisible and go hard after with I knew God had for me.  2009 is a year of “No Regrets”.  I do not regret the decisions I have made.  I do not regret the pain I experienced.  I do not regret that I had to go through to get to.  I do not regret that God gave me this path.  All of this has made me, me.  Therefore, I am not mad at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little sad to see 2009 leave.  The time flew by wayyyy too fast.  It was like blinking.  2009, my good friend, opened my eyes to what could be and has guided me.  I know that my destination is and will always be my destiny.  Nothing can stop the favor of the Lord (I. Houghton) 2009 did not harm me in any way, it helped me my challenging me.  2009 assisted me by shaping my character and confronting me.  Yes, 2009 confronting me.  I had to deal with me and it wasn’t pretty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, 2009 proved to be a friend of mine.  2009 called me out and made me do right.  I am not mad at 2009; it only reflected and rehearsed the stuff I had within me.  I tried to storm out on 2009, but it kept reminding me that it was still there.  Were there times when 2009 made me hold my breath and pout? Yes.  Were there times when 2009 didn’t do what I wanted? Yes.  Were there times 2009 brought me to the end of me? Yes.  There were also times of development, exuberation and sheer delight.  Yeah, 2009 is a friend of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, I realized that God’s grace is always sufficient and that He is always on time.  2009 taught me that He is always in control and when He asks your opinion, it is just that an opinion cuz He is going to do what He must to get you where you need to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was “My Time To Shine”.  I am one of God’s Stars and His favor was definitely in operation.  He gave me favor with Himself and man.  He opened up the windows and poured it out.  My life will never be the same.  I had His protection and purpose and I couldn’t explain it all if I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me 2009 was so divine.  It was and is God’s year of progression.  He did do the things that He said He would do and sometimes He did so much more.  The things that haven’t manifested yet and still promises and I am holding on to those in Faith because they are still soooo exciting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 kept me in line.  I prayed more, sought him fervently and definitely leaned upon His word because I needed Him so much more.  No, I didn’t become more fanatical but more faithful.  Every morning I said “Thank YOU”.  EVERY MORNING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 liberated me.  I did open up and allowed others into private areas of my life.  Areas that so well protected that even now, I am not sure of what I feel when I discuss them.  I shared more about my past, my mother’s death and my trials that I care to relive but I am free.  Not that I have ever been ashamed of what happened to me and my family in 1976, I just wasn’t sure about it and I never lived in a place of pity.  My mother, rest her soul, is just a blur in my memory.  I don’t remember her but I know she loved me so.  My life as a “baby hippie” was and is not glam but now I do understand some of my inner stuff.  I am a sharer (hippie).  I am flowery (hippie). I am loving (hippie).  I am natural (hippie).  It all makes sense to me.  (No I don’t want to live on a commune).  It just makes me ever more aware that “Life for me, ain’t been no crystal stair.” (L. Hughes) I can’t brush over the past with broad, beautiful strokes, I learned to deal with it.  There are some painful moments “But still I rise.” (M. Angelou).  Cause I am a daughter of the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 gave me a voice.  I can dig deep and still find value in hurt and pain.  I can look at the traumas of MiVida and still be so joyful because I am still here.  I spent some time evaluating the power of my words and I choose when I use them.  “I am not afraid of, what I have to pay for”.  (J. Scott) Words and actions have consequences so I have to choose wisely and use less of both.  I want wisdom when I speak.  2009 taught me to use my voice wisely, especially since it gave me that voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, I gained some new friends and lost some old ones.  (Not really lost, they are out there somewhere).  I am appreciative of those who are the consummate cheerleaders.  Those who are so valuable that I couldn’t list everything that they have done for me, those who cheer so loud that I feel that I am the only one in the race; the ones who will not let me quit until the race is won.  These are the friends who believe in me, when I feel that all hope is gone; who allow me to be me and accept that I am a work in progress.  I also appreciate those who chose to leave.  You made the best decision for us both.  While losing you did make me wonder, ponder what happened, it also made me realize that everything in its time.  Rejection is never easy but sometimes the rejection is not about you. I made peace with that in 2009.  It is just not about me.  As fabulous as I am, Everything is not about me.  If I hurt you, I am sorry.  If I wronged you, I apologize.  If it was that devastating that we can’t talk, peace be with you.  Because in 2009, I got over me.  Did you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 this is a wonderful tribute to you cuz I am a little sad to see you go.  Therefore,  I salute you and applaud you.  You were good to me.  You taught me, challenged me and kept me safe.  I AM NOT MAD at you because we have always been on the same page.  2009, you are a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;                *Now can you tell me a little sumpin’, sumpin’ about the new guy (2010).  I hear it’s gonna be a doozy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the meantime, I'll Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-2661649382705303438?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2661649382705303438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2661649382705303438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2661649382705303438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2661649382705303438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2009'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-7809707716964255766</id><published>2009-11-16T17:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:06:28.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH Spa Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Update:  God GAVE IT ALL BACK!!!!!  Those hackers could not win against my God.  Jesus is the best thing that ever happened to me.  All of my money was returned to me.  So I must take a moment to praise HIM.  JOIN ME!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SwHUUFuC7YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/caLgZJkMvAk/s1600/FWH_Final_copy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404834469419085186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SwHUUFuC7YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/caLgZJkMvAk/s320/FWH_Final_copy.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YEAH!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2010 Winter Retreat Spa Day is underway. I must admit that I did get a little discouraged because I hadn't solidified everything and everyone but God is still on the Throne. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know within that God is moving and orchestrating my life and has great things for me, but I must also admit that I am a little bit of an eager beaver. I try with all of my might to help the Lord do His will in my life. But He keeps telling me, "I Got This!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I am forging forth by the grace of God and moving me out of the way. FaithWithHeels always endeavors to help others. Although we are new, small and learning our way, we are still strong in the Lord and in the power of HIS might. We are able to do what He is calling us to do because He is why we are doing what we do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times when I feel like Brother Moses (no I am not leading people to the promised land)but I do feel that if He is not with me I will not go. I know that I must trust that He is leading and anytime that I feel afraid or anxious, I must go to the Rock that is higher than I. I must be still to hear clearly, however, as my friend pointed out to me today, sometimes He won't say a word. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother said something to me this month, that I must share with you. As we were talking, I kept saying, "I believe this, I believe that", finally my mother said, "MiVida, it is time for you to STOP believing and KNOW God is going to do it for you." Enuf said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though I believe that FaithWithHeels is going to grow, I know that it will blossom suddenly as God waters and increases. Even though I believe that my situation is temporary, I know that God has an abundance for me in due time. Even though I believe that I am the head and not the tail, I know that the enemy is totally under my feet. Even though I believe that I am prosperous, I know that He supplies all of my needs according to His riches in glory. Even though I believe that I am on the right track, I know that I couldn't do anything without any of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I understand that believing is half of the battle, but knowing places me in the realm of victory. I AM AN OVERCOMER AND SO ARE YOU!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FaithWithHeels is a statement of my faith. It is a level of faith that we all achieve when we get out of the comfort of the boat, walk on water, just to follow Jesus. So today I encourage each of you to....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiVida ~ FaithWithHeels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please join us for this Spa Day January 30, 2010 as we help others through our encouraging, empowering and enlightening events. Tickets will be available November 25, 2009 for morning and afternoon appointments. Proceeds will be used to help L.I.F.T. Women's Resource Center (&lt;a href="http://www.lift-wrc.org/"&gt;http://www.lift-wrc.org/&lt;/a&gt;) And as always thanks for listening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/3483477771862721329-7809707716964255766?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/7809707716964255766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=7809707716964255766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/7809707716964255766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/7809707716964255766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-2010-winter-retreat-spa-day-is.html' title='YEAH Spa Day'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SwHUUFuC7YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/caLgZJkMvAk/s72-c/FWH_Final_copy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6304153268912324595</id><published>2009-11-04T10:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:14:28.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still Have My Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SvGn4t2C0yI/AAAAAAAAANw/kEDDj7npuY4/s1600-h/Christian+Louboutin+Anemone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400282021014721314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SvGn4t2C0yI/AAAAAAAAANw/kEDDj7npuY4/s320/Christian+Louboutin+Anemone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I found that I was a victim of theft. Someone hacked into my account and took all of the money out of my bank account. I didn't find out about it until after they had done their damage. It wasn't my main account but my business account and I have orders outstanding for the T-Shirts and some other things I wanted to accomplish this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was soooooo devastated on Friday when I went to pay some bills and there was no money there. I couldn't think or see straight. I was not a happy camper. I did what any daughter of the King would do. I contacted Jesus, the company and the bank immediately. Jesus told me to be still and the company and bank said that they are investigating this activity. Of course, they assured me that I will get my money back. But inside it didn't do me any good. I had plenty of things planned for my life over the weekend and I didn't know how I would make it. I had written checks to suppliers and didn't have a dime to pay them. So I had to call everyone and let them know what was going on. I didn't even have gas in my car because all of my money was spoken for. (However, I did honor my commitments that were previously written.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This unfortunate incident shows me that bad things can happen when you are not fully protected. When you put yourself out on the Internet, anything can happen, so beware. One thing I am learning that in all things I must protect myself. While I am on the Internet often, I still know that I don't know everything about it and the wily ways of the predators that send the bogus emails and scams everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord has kept me over the weekend and has given me peace in the midst of this mess. I know that the enemy comes to kill, steal and destroy and that he is always on his job. So I must also be as vigilant in my actions. I refused to let it get me down. I have been without cash before. I have owed money before, I have had to believe before and I am still here. I drew from the Faith that in dwelling within me. I know that the Lord is with me and will guide me through this situation. But I was still sooooo mad with the devil because I know that he is mad at me and trying to keep me from progressing in my own Faith Walk. I also have some fabulous friends who had my back. Thanks y'all. Never woulda made it (without Jesus and you).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am strong than that because I know that "thou O Lord are a shield for me, my Glory and the lifter of my head." (Psalms 3:3) I am going to make it through, because He always makes a way of escape. I shall not worry about it because it is supposed to happen at this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is now Wednesday of the following week and the company is saying that they didn't get my paperwork yet, which I faxed, and they need me to fax it again, which will probably take another week to process. I can feel the pressure boiling up but God is still speaking peace in my ear. I know He will hear when I call. (Psalms 4:3) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This minor setback is not going to stop the favor of the Lord. Nothing can stop the favor of the Lord. What the devil meant for evil, God has always worked out for my good. I am even more excited because for some reason, I know I am on the verge of a huge breakthrough and I am telling the devil, I am going to be "even more vile than this and base in my own sight". (2 Sam. 6:22) I am going to spread the Word of God even more than before. I am going to be excited about what you are doing to my bank account because now I have a great testimony of God's goodness and grace in my life. My shirts will sell all the more because I have FAITH that I am on the right track. I will be a help to God's people and FaithWithHeels will do exploits in Jesus' Name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have my joy because I still have Jesus who is the center of it all. (I do caution and warn all the Internet users to watch your accounts, change your passwords often and be diligent and vigilant about getting back what the devil stole.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep FaithWithHeels in prayer as we bust down the walls the enemy is trying to build and WALK in FAITH toward our destiny. We shall surely live and not die, been there and got that T-shirt too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya and Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Christian Louboutin/Anemone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I call them "TAKE THAT's" These are fighting shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-6304153268912324595?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6304153268912324595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6304153268912324595' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6304153268912324595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6304153268912324595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-have-my-joy.html' title='I Still Have My Joy'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SvGn4t2C0yI/AAAAAAAAANw/kEDDj7npuY4/s72-c/Christian+Louboutin+Anemone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6758669916512804382</id><published>2009-10-19T09:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:38:16.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SuMDJVE3pTI/AAAAAAAAANo/DujCk5AaYZs/s1600-h/fiesstaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396160237331260722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SuMDJVE3pTI/AAAAAAAAANo/DujCk5AaYZs/s320/fiesstaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my lifetime, I have met so many people who have played a pivotal role in who I have become. Things that have transpired among us, good or bad have taught me so much about life and myself. Some things just happened and I couldn't control them, but some things I allowed because I didn't value me so much. The lessons of self worth are priceless but come at a cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can recall my early years where I had teachers in elementary school, who nurtured me and encouraged me to enter the school play or recite a poem (In the Mornin' by Paul Lawrence Dunbar). During these years of my life my grandmother, Malteen and our family were my world. Everything centered around grandma's house. She was a lady's lady. She cooked every meal from scratch (until someone brought her that microwave, I think I know who that was), was always there when we needed her and was a very impressive dresser, which is a trait she passed to her daughters. Grandma was the confidant of everyone and she knew all the stories and even our truths. I spent many hours of my life in her house and especially at her snack bar, whether she was teaching us how to make something or clipping coupons for the next grocery trip. Now that I am grown, I see I need her more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In middle school, independence began to kick in and I started to stretch my wings. I didn't need the advice of the grown-ups in the past, because I knew everything of course. Thank God even then, I had a well rounded support group. People who I knew would listen to the ramblings of a teenager and still give advice that would be beneficial. One of my teachers, Mrs. Howard, was very down to earth in her approach to us as young women. She would "tell it, like it is", which didn't go over too well at the time. But I do remember her saying to me privately, "You have to stand above the crowd, because there will always be a crowd to stand in." Back then, I was like, "What?", but she was telling me to be me, even in the crowd, I can still be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;High School. Wow. There are so many things that can be said about my teens. I was not an angel but even broken angels have still have wings. During this time, I needed an attitude adjustment. Although I had a good time in high school, it came with a high level of low self esteem. My misunderstandings about who I was and who I belonged to, kept me trapped in a vicious cycle of the wrong thing at the wrong time. This baggage was so hard to let go. I let others determine my worth because I couldn't see that I was indeed worth a lot more. I don't blame anyone for my life experiences because now I can truly say, been there, done that, got the T-shirt and burned it. I can help someone to see that 10, 20, 30 years from now, you won't recognize yourself, if you make a change today. I made it through this period with the help of my friends. Some just told me like it was, and some shielded me from vicious attacks. Some were there when everyone else was gone and stood with me because they understood and loved me. (Don't get me wrong no one was killed during high school but many were injured.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adulthood is a whole 'nuther story. I now see why people said, "You'll understand when you get older," and why older people speak their minds. They have earned the right. As I reflect, I see that I have made a lot of mistakes in Mi Vida that seemed good at the moment but as time is progressing I am learning that I decide what I choose to accept. I can put my foot down at any moment because "I am not afraid of, what I got to pay for." (J.Scott). During my growing season in young adulthood, I became a lot more responsible. I thought that the number one priority was taking care of business. All business, everybody's business. It burned me out. Too much too do and so little time. Then one day a friend look me in the eyes and said, "But what about you?" I began to prioritize myself into the plan. Instead of Jesus, family, job, school, bills, house, men, women, cat, dog, fish, then me, it became Jesus, me, family, friends, etc. (Get in where you fit in but nothing is separating me from the Love of Jesus Christ.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Throughout my life, I have been comforted by the support of people who love me, seen more in me than I have in myself, and who also have my back. This has been so valuable to me. You have been the ones who say the hard stuff and mean it. The ones who listen to me vent and then tell me to repent. The ones who laugh with me and make me laugh. The ones I am not afraid to cry in front of. The ones who pick me up when I am down and remember MY Birthday (that is huge). The ones I haven't talked to in months but we pick right up where we left off. The ones I see everyday and am glad to see. The ones who stick by my side and keep encouraging me to walk in Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is to you! It is great to be loved and to know that you are loved as well. In words we don't always express what we mean but today is my day to thank you for your support, love and help, for xx years of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Heels off to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-6758669916512804382?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6758669916512804382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6758669916512804382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6758669916512804382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6758669916512804382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-be-loved.html' title='To Be Loved'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SuMDJVE3pTI/AAAAAAAAANo/DujCk5AaYZs/s72-c/fiesstaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2625866256985223371</id><published>2009-10-12T10:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:17:09.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/StNIPLlAN5I/AAAAAAAAANY/zVaYzmWKa24/s1600-h/rsvp+-+ricci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391732604535846802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/StNIPLlAN5I/AAAAAAAAANY/zVaYzmWKa24/s320/rsvp+-+ricci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I haven't posted anything in the last week or so because, so much has been happening to me that I was trying to absorb it all. I am so excited that through the Lord, I have seen some doors opening, that I had not even thought could exist for FaithWithHeels or myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finding that I am trying to rush the Lord as He is trying to perfect me in this area. What I would choose may not always be best. In evaluating myself, I know that I am a person of action. If I say I am going to do something, I stick to that and follow it through. Sometimes I forge ahead without truly seeking Him for direction. Sometimes, He pushes me because that would not have been an area I would have chosen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord has also been teaching throughout the process "Patience". Wait upon the Lord and be of good courage" Ps. 27:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting is not one of my best qualities. Because I am a "doer", I do not hesitate to move forward with my plans. But sometimes, the Lord has to pull in the reins so that I do not go overboard. Waiting is hard. Waiting is uncomfortable. Waiting is necessary. Understanding this means that the I must possess the characteristic of patience. WOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother James lets me know that my faith must be tested through patience and when patience is done I will be perfected, complete and lacking nothing (James 1:1-4). That is where I want to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For many years I prayed that the Lord would complete me so that I would not be in a place where my emotions were unchecked, my life was out of order and I was still severely hurting from the past. I just wanted to be made whole. I just wanted to touch the hem of His garment. I prayed and asked that He complete me so that I could do His will in Joy. I asked Him to really show me, me. He is constantly doing this daily and I am studying to me more quiet and sure of my direction. He is giving me a peace about being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now seeing that I must pray for all three: perfection, completion and abundance (no lack). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord is the guide of my life and He deposits people within it to give me comfort, friendship, love and support. Yet it is to him that I must return for the refilling and the renewal. Everything that He deposits within me, I am using to bless, encourage and inspire someone else. I am sure it is the Lord that Keeps me Walking in these Heels. I give Him the praise and glory because this is not about me but about Him. I am excited (sometimes) to be a vessel He uses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I encourage each of you to allow God to do what He do (smile). The process takes some time, instruction and faith (action). You will have some ups and downs but you will learn a lot about yourself, be able to teach others what you have learned, and you will be perfected, completed and lacking nothing in Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday, pray for God's will to overtake you as you go about your day and listen to His direction through the Word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de Oro!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I am tried in the fire, I shall come out as pure Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by RSVP - Ricci&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/3483477771862721329-2625866256985223371?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2625866256985223371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2625866256985223371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2625866256985223371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2625866256985223371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/10/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/StNIPLlAN5I/AAAAAAAAANY/zVaYzmWKa24/s72-c/rsvp+-+ricci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3217272446005226670</id><published>2009-09-21T08:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:36:55.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SsI2g_B-N0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/HPFldD5XdK0/s1600-h/ZRES049_MAIN_LG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386928044591953730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SsI2g_B-N0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/HPFldD5XdK0/s320/ZRES049_MAIN_LG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month I realized how many things I take for granted. When I see stories on the news of people who have been victimized and who have gone through extreme tragedies or hardships, I must bow down and just thank the Lord for one more day. When I wake up, I expect to be able to get up, get dressed, eat breakfast (not always), talk, walk, etc. I expect my car to be in the garage, clothes to be in the closet, food to be on the table. I don't often recognize that because of Him, I am able to do these things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past summer, I had to deal with some extreme issues that made me recognize other areas of imbalance in my life. I took stock of what was important to me and made my own priorities. I shed some weight so to speak and began to gain focus on what I need to do. But was I grateful? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bible tells us in 1 Thes. 5:18: "In EVERY thing give thanks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I encourage each one of you to GIVE THANKS IN EVERY THING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my daughters that we must be grateful that the Lord loves us so much to place us in a safe place, that He is covering us every day; that He is watching over us; that He showers us with His love even when we don't deserve it. My spirit is full of gratefulness for waking up today, being able to express my Love for Him and being free to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been overjoyed to meet people on the Internet who encourage me through their examples of courage, determination and perseverance. I have talked with women how have never allow any obstacle to determine their level of success and they are passing their courage along. I have often prayed to the Lord for people like this, who encourage me to do the same. And guess what? I AM GRATEFUL that He has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies, today take some time and make a list of what you do on a daily basis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up, shower, get dressed, eat breakfast, get in the car, go to work, use cell phone, get blessed by another, come home, drink tea/coffee, eat dinner, etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make that list for one day and then for everything on the list, tell the Lord thank you. Just try it and you be amazed at how much we truly need to give Him thanks for everything we have, say and do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiVida es de Oro!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoe by Report Signature ~ Lucie2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This Shoe is available at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Protege' Shoes, 22121 Coolidge Hwy at Nine Mile Road, Oak Park MI (248) 542-5408&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell Them FaithWithHeels Sent You!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-3217272446005226670?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3217272446005226670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3217272446005226670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3217272446005226670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3217272446005226670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-grateful.html' title='Just Grateful'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SsI2g_B-N0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/HPFldD5XdK0/s72-c/ZRES049_MAIN_LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1071461019541079767</id><published>2009-08-31T11:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:45:21.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Mile in MY Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sp6uwNocx1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3IjZGmAxji0/s1600-h/Poetry+Carlos+Santana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376927148443223890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sp6uwNocx1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3IjZGmAxji0/s320/Poetry+Carlos+Santana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday felt like a family reunion. I saw some faces I hadn't seen in several years. I realized as I looked across the room that everyone of these faces has had a WALK in their lives. They have had some happy times and some that has made them quite sad. But through it all, the Glory of the Lord still seemed evident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Each one of us has had areas in our lives were we have grown and have learned something vital about our own character. We have had to "Walk It Out" in faith and know that our trials were only temporary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I look back at some of the issues I have had to face, I realize that it was by God's grace that I was able to make it to the finish line. I had to overcome some major obstacles, stand in the midst of the fiery furnace and still say, "My God is well ABLE.". I know that I have not arrived in every area of my life, but I believe that I am pressing towards the mark and I am not where I used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't let guilt bring me down but I walk in purpose, knowing that I must do better to be better. I kneel before the Lord and ask that He forgive me as I forgive but I always throw in a request for more grace and mercy, when I fall short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have learned not to judge a thing before it's time (1 Corin 4:5) because that may be the very thing that I struggle with or stumble over. And that some things only come out by fasting and prayer (Mark 9:29). So I use these tools to help me continue to walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many of us have a story to tell about how the Lord has brought us through and how we have overcome. Some of us have walked miles in our journey to make it to the finish line, some have had some rough terrain and stormy weather, some are still on the path and believing God to bring them to an expected end. WE can all see the joy and pain in our walks of Faith. We can all testify and say that although we now rejoice in our trials, "It is not easy to walk a mile in these shoes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Carlos Santana ~ Poetry&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/3483477771862721329-1071461019541079767?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1071461019541079767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1071461019541079767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1071461019541079767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1071461019541079767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-mile-in-my-shoes.html' title='One Mile in MY Shoes!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sp6uwNocx1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3IjZGmAxji0/s72-c/Poetry+Carlos+Santana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2788962052316116026</id><published>2009-08-24T18:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:59:47.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk The Talk!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SpVpvLxMuPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DJUly6reCjI/s1600-h/Giuseppe+Zanotti+Half+Open+Wedge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374317989670467826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SpVpvLxMuPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DJUly6reCjI/s320/Giuseppe+Zanotti+Half+Open+Wedge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Corinthians 5:7 (For we walk by FAITH, not by sight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month the Lord as been pressing upon me to "Walk the Talk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an avid faith talker, I now need to truly be a faith walker. I do not believe that I am alone in experiencing situations where I have had to come to God in humility and trust Him alone to take me through my trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are professing to have faith, you must put some work behind it. Faith without works is dead! You have to trust beyond what you see and see what you believe. You have to close your eyes to the circumstances and open them in the spirit. I know that my spirit is willing but sometimes my flesh is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; weak. I stagger when I think about everything that I have going on in my life. But when I get in the spirit, my walk becomes stronger because I know that these things are bringing me to an expected end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I speak abundance, I must have faith in the One who provides all of my needs according to His riches in Glory. He does not desire that I suffer any lack, so my faith is strengthened when I know that He is taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I speak that I am more than a conqueror, then I must have faith to overcome any situation that arises. I have to fight in the spirit and know that He is fighting my battles in the natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I speak that I have faith that can move mountains, then I cannot stagger at the molehill in front of me, especially because my God is bigger than any mountain I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the CEO of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FaithWithHeels&lt;/span&gt;, I have to continue to believe the Lord for every need, every thought, every blog and the very existence of my being. I cannot slack on the duties and instruction that He has given me concerning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FWHs&lt;/span&gt;. I admit that I have some trepidation and reservation about being on the front lines but if God is with me, who can be against me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often have to remind myself that is not me but Him that I am promoting and that through Faith I can accomplish anything that He has designed for me. Through Faith I can see beyond the natural and into the Spiritual. Through Faith I can change my outlook on any situation and know that He will never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Walking what I am Talking and living it out loud. I encourage each of you to take some time to see the vision, write it and make it plain, then walk it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, KEEP WALKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;font-size:78%;" &gt;Shoes by Guiseppi Zanotti&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/3483477771862721329-2788962052316116026?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2788962052316116026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2788962052316116026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2788962052316116026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2788962052316116026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/08/walk-talk.html' title='Walk The Talk!!!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SpVpvLxMuPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DJUly6reCjI/s72-c/Giuseppe+Zanotti+Half+Open+Wedge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-5150399978957230584</id><published>2009-08-14T13:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:01:20.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steppin' Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SoW0SR69OEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3-kSQdeCbLU/s1600-h/Flosier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369896356850513986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SoW0SR69OEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3-kSQdeCbLU/s320/Flosier.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay so I am in this boat that the Lord has provided for me to reach my dreams. I am rowing along and taking my time, well really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt;, as I move forward towards the destination. I can see where I want to go, but it seems &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; far away and this rowing thing is not for me. I mean if you put me in a boat Jesus, at least put a motor on it. It IS the 21st century! I could be there by now. So I am rowing and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rowin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rowi&lt;/span&gt; and row and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ro&lt;/span&gt; and r, well I stopped. Boy am I tired. Jesus do you see where I am at, in the middle of nowhere, doing nothing and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; is passing by to help me. Great! Now the sun is going down and I know I am too far from the destination to make up the lost time now. Plus, there are these bugs flying around and the sun is beaming on me and all I smell is salt water and I am hungry and I don't have anyone to talk to, and, and, and... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my spirit in Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From where I am sitting, I could WALK faster than I am rowing. It really doesn't look THAT far and I HAVE done some water walking before. It's the God in Me, I can do this. I know that I am a conqueror in Jesus. Get moving cause it's really getting dark. That's it, I AM &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;steppin&lt;/span&gt;' out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I had been receiving telephone calls from an organization, who wanted to work with aspiring entrepreneurs to help them organize their businesses, develop a plan for their businesses and train them in leadership. I had not responded to the calls because of my inner fear about cost, time and expended energy to attend these classes. But thank you Jesus, I am glad that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often hesitant at first because I didn't really see what was in store for me. This was going to take a lot of time, that I don't have and I really have no money to attend these sessions. Plus I work full time. But all I knew was that I had been dreaming of my business, knew exactly what I desired for my business and knew I wanted to get there. And even with great possibilities in front of me, I quit rowing. I just stopped everything that really had been blessing me to go forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this telephone call was right on time. The woman I spoke with invited me to a 6 session training class that helps businesses structure themselves to help others. Again I hesitated because I didn't have the funds to pay for this type of training, although I was highly intrigued and wanted to go very badly. Something told me to just say, "Yes". So I said, "Yes". Once I hung up the phone, thoughts came to me, discouraging me and telling me to decline the offer. But God said, "NO, you are going".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the woman back just because I was curious about the cost, if it was too high, I would definitely have to decline. But she said, "Paid in Full by our organization, you just have to show up." My jaw hit the floor. "Really, what's the catch?", I thought. But there is not catch. Because I attended some other workshops and I agreed, they are investing in me to help me, so I can help others. They are even giving me mentors and coaches to help me become all that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Longstory&lt;/span&gt;/short - I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; glad that I stepped out of the boat and chose to "Walk On Water". I will share more about this great assignment and adventure because there are some great business owners, you will have to meet. They are my new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFFs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is: When you have fear in the face of some great opportunities, that is the time for you to begin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;steppin&lt;/span&gt;' out. You will always be able to do great things through Him, but you have go to trust HIM when He says, "COME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;font-size:78%;" &gt;Shoes are Flosier by Aldo&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/3483477771862721329-5150399978957230584?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/5150399978957230584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=5150399978957230584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5150399978957230584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5150399978957230584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/08/steppin-out.html' title='Steppin&apos; Out!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SoW0SR69OEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3-kSQdeCbLU/s72-c/Flosier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6149905176341516653</id><published>2009-08-03T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:50:59.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Keep Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnxZSQ5jRXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TpITnIT61J8/s1600-h/Nieves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263026227660146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnxZSQ5jRXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TpITnIT61J8/s320/Nieves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnxY-j9argI/AAAAAAAAAMY/r3y4G8xEvPw/s1600-h/Nieves.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been so distracted that I just looked up and realized that it is August already and the year is also to an end. While I have made some strides in certain areas of my life, I feel like I am on a treadmill in other areas. I have put a lot of things on the back burner, in the drawer and under the laundry to avoid facing them, doing them or even completing them. And I know that this is not what the Lord has for me. Last week I felt like Jonah, I was sitting on my bed and I actually said, I know what you want me to do but I don't feel ready to do it. So I started doing something else. I actually ran from what I knew He wanted me to do. Guess what, I still had to do the God thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have used these distractions to keep me from truly pursuing my dreams: Lack of money, rejection, fear, hard work, the list goes on and on. While I speak externally the things that I want, I have failed to connect the natural and spiritual. I am speaking out loud,"they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing", but I am looking at my check book and the shoes I want and feeling most inadequate. I am saying, "Perfect Love casts out all fear", but I have been completely afraid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But now it is time for me to face the things that the Lord has put within me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a helper by nature, my goal is always to be of assistance whenever I can. I totally enjoy being involved in activities and the lives of others, so I take on projects and initiate activities that may not necessarily have anything to do with what I am supposed to be doing with MiVida. But I declare that a change is coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up yesterday and decided that it was time to make that change. I am like a child with medicine, I have to take it in one big gulp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cleaned my room. Hallelujah. You can actually walk around. I am going to set up an office in the family room so that everything will be out of my resting place and I can rest. I need you to hold me to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I joined the gym. Yes, believe it. The goal is to feel better about me. To wake up alive and not need "5 more minutes please". I know the weight has kept me from standing in front of people. I am admitting it. So,&lt;strong&gt; much&lt;/strong&gt; encouragement is needed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I changed my hairstyle. Do I like it? Maybe. But I am stepping out of insanity. I can't keep doing the same thing, with the same result. No more insanity, I am doing something different. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started planning our next FaithWithHeels events. I made some calls, got some rejections (there is that word again) but got some exciting, favorable results. I am an overcomer. Ladies look out because I think you will be surprised and excited. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am planning for my future. Financially and personally. I am organizing my business and putting some pieces in order so that I can move forward in faith. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still have a few things on my to-do list but as I accomplish my goals, I will be able to see my progress. I am walking in faith. I have to keep walking. I have to stay in this place, this secret place for a while. I am a woman of faith. I am using the Light to dispel the darkness that was creeping up around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time today to make a list for yourself. Shed the things that are holding you back. Take one step forward and stand firm. Take another, then just Keep Walking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Blessing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-6149905176341516653?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6149905176341516653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6149905176341516653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6149905176341516653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6149905176341516653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/02/keep-walking.html' title='Keep Walking'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnxZSQ5jRXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TpITnIT61J8/s72-c/Nieves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2674481992711600421</id><published>2009-07-27T16:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:02:18.233-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believe'/><title type='text'>Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnBTs661VLI/AAAAAAAAALg/H6-0AdfzTPE/s1600-h/fiesty+L.A.M.B..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363879187393631410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnBTs661VLI/AAAAAAAAALg/H6-0AdfzTPE/s200/fiesty+L.A.M.B..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I had a dream about my mom, Patricia. The dream was really clear and I believe that there was a message that the Lord is trying to convey to me. Patricia is my biological mother Carol's sister. Patricia adopted me and raised me after my mother was killed over 33 years ago. Although I talk with her often, I haven't seen her in about 3 years as she lives in New Mexico. (If anyone wants to buy the girls and I plane tickets, Yes we accept.)  So here is my dream:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was in the ladies room at the house of some other family members and I was in the process of getting dressed. The other family members had some clothes that they had laid out for me and I was about to put them on. Then the door opened and my mother came in with a bag full of beautiful clothes for me. In the dream I was really surprised to see her and we began to talk. I asked her about the clothes and she said I brought you some clothes to wear and she began to show me the things she had chosen for me. As I began to protest, because I already had some clothes and she insisted that I wear the clothes she brought. Now in the dream I was thinking, I am too old for her to pick out my clothing. So I kept asking why she brought me all this stuff. Then finally she said, "I don't want you wearing those clothes that they are trying to put on you." And I woke up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that day I tried to figure out what this dream meant for me. What was she trying to say? What was God trying to convey? I called my mother, who as I was calling her, she said she was just thinking about me. She wanted to talk with me and will be coming to MI soon. Yay!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This dream is still so vivid in my mind. I prayed several times for my mom and also for those who were in my dream. But I couldn't put it together. I &lt;strong&gt;am not&lt;/strong&gt; an interpreter of dreams but when I have one that sticks with me, I know that the Lord is trying to say something to me. The last time I had a dream that was so real, within days the Lord prepared me and revealed to me  what was taking place. I often tell people that the reason that the Lord speaks to me in dreams is because I won't be quite and still long enough to hear Him speak, so He waits until I am knocked out to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, back to my dream. As I continued to rehearse this dream, I believe that my mother represented the source of provision for me and that as the source, she had everything I needed. She has brought a multitude of clothing for me, chosen for me, but I was too eager to just wear what someone else had for me. I was ready to put on things that didn't belong to me, that didn't fit me and wasn't really chosen for me. In the dream I was willing to take whatever, but I my mother had other plans for me. Actually I had no idea what I was getting, I was just satisfied with it. And when something better came along, I tried to deny it. In reality, I see that the Lord only has the best for me and I cannot settle for less than best. He gives me a glimpse of my future and I cannot stop short of what He has planned for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes the trials are difficult to overcome but I make it through and sometimes I overcome easily because I have so great faith. The Lord has shown me that in any given situation, He is right with me and that He is protecting and keeping me. He is building character and integrity in me. He is given me knowledge and wisdom, things I have asked for and He is providing for all of my needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies, I believe that the Lord has so many great things for us but we must willing to receive them because are assured that He is giving His best to us. We cannot be reluctant to accept some things that we know are of/from the Lord.  We know that He is looking out for our best interest and teaching us how to use the gifts that are within us.  We know that He is the source of everything and no good thing will He withhold from them that "Walk" uprightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I take some time to meditate on His word and ponder His goodness, I choose to receive everything that He provides and I am grateful to have a God that loves me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by L.A.M.B. Feisty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3483477771862721329-2674481992711600421?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2674481992711600421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2674481992711600421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2674481992711600421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2674481992711600421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SnBTs661VLI/AAAAAAAAALg/H6-0AdfzTPE/s72-c/fiesty+L.A.M.B..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2694621802743678220</id><published>2009-07-20T12:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:48:16.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue in the Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Smor_i4U7hI/AAAAAAAAALY/zrq4n73hx3U/s1600-h/Steven+Madden+Lilacc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362146677032807954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Smor_i4U7hI/AAAAAAAAALY/zrq4n73hx3U/s200/Steven+Madden+Lilacc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Acts 14:22 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Confirming the souls of the disciples, [and] exhorting them to continue in the faith, and that we must through much tribulation enter into the kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still walking in faith although this week I feel like there has been sooooooooo much tribulation on this side of the Kingdom of God. Mind you my tribulation has not been unto death, I haven't lost anything but time and I am still healthy, alive, and breathing. It is an inner turmoil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I review the ups and downs of my faith walk, I have had some great times encouraging, exhorting and edifying the ladies as I bear my soul. But I also have some times like Elijah when I have to run and hide in my cave, be fed by the Lord and return to the fight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started the month on cloud thirty-9 because my bling shirts were done and all I needed to do was get them out there. Put them in the hands of the people. Wear it around town. With all good intentions I took a picture in the bathroom of my home and then got the response that I needed more professional pictures. Okay, no problem. Well I have do have a problem. I didn't think this thing out. Where am I going to take the pictures? My hair is not done. I feel fat. Never mind the pictures, I'll set it up on paypal, yeah that's what I'll do. Okay, I'll contact my shirt designer and I'll get the specs. Okay done. Yeah. Wait, still need the pictures. Okay, got my hair done but do I want this on my pictures. Plus I want to wear my PZI Jeans, so I have to get my self together. Let me make a date to get it together. STILL WAITING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in my cave. I see all of the activity around me but I feel like I am on the proverbial treadmill. Runnin', runnin', runnin and going no where. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I had the "For Real?!" moment. MiVida have you written the vision and made it plain? Do you have a vision? What outcome do you want from you input? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies, today take some time to focus your vision and then write it and make it plain. If you want to continue in the Faith, you must know what you believe and believe what you know the Lord has given to you to accomplish. There will be tribulation but your patience is being worked. I know that tribulation is working for my good and making me into what God's has made me to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continue to walk in the hard places, continue to press towards the mark and continue to exhort others to keep the faith. I tied the knot back on the end of my rope because there is so much more to do. &lt;/div&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;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&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;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Steve Madden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;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/3483477771862721329-2694621802743678220?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2694621802743678220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2694621802743678220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2694621802743678220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2694621802743678220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/07/continue-in-faith.html' title='Continue in the Faith'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Smor_i4U7hI/AAAAAAAAALY/zrq4n73hx3U/s72-c/Steven+Madden+Lilacc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2301717185311526974</id><published>2009-07-14T13:24:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:19:37.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does It Cost to Turn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SlzXGK2ZmtI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZIrImL2utz0/s1600-h/Hippley.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SlzXObq51eI/AAAAAAAAALI/lccte8abhqA/s1600-h/Hippley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358394299609896418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SlzXObq51eI/AAAAAAAAALI/lccte8abhqA/s200/Hippley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Life is really coming at me fast. So many things are transpiring at one time, it is hard to keep focus on the main thing. &lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ!&lt;/strong&gt; He is the only reason I am here today and to Him I owe it all. In my efforts to make it happen, I have gotten a little weary in well doing. I untied the knot at the end of my rope and I was waiting to slip off. Not out of salvation but into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;complacency&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This week, two powerful words came to me and I know that the Lord is trying to wake me up, encourage me and challenge me to pursue the promise. The first word I received is found in 2 Samuel 24, this is when David numbered the people and the Lord was upset. The verses that we focused on are 15-25. Here we find that David pays a price to worship the Lord. Our assistant dance instructor encouraged us to take our level of worship a little higher. We need to make a sacrifice and that sacrifice will cost us something. WOW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And the second word is found in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deutoronomy&lt;/span&gt; 2:3. Our Pastor, Joseph Hewitt, taught us that it is now " A Time to Turn". When we have been doing the same thing over and over and haven't seen the manifestation, it could be a time for us to make a turn. Pastor said that everything we do repetitively is not bad but at some point we have to make a change (turn) in our lives. We do have take the risk to get what the Lord has promised us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As a daughter of the King, I am trying to make Godly decisions concerning my level of sacrifice and commitment to Him and to His people. It seems that I have been shuffling things around to squeeze in a little time here and there to be with Him alone. I have fatigued myself in trying to be everything to everyone while forgetting that He is my everything, when I have no one. I have acknowledged to Him that I recognize that He is my refuge, my fortress, my confidant and my peace (among a million other things). This recent revelation, showed me that I would have to pay a price to worship. That true worship costs me something and I had to examine myself to see much I want to enter into the Holy place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As a sister in the Lord, I have to use Godly wisdom to help myself and others grow in Him. I have to speak the truth in love and use much grace and salt as I exhort, encourage and admonish others. I have to be true to me, cause when I die, I die alone. I must be forgiving at all times, even when hurts are deep and I must love others like He loves me. This is hard to do but as I have said before, it is necessary. What good does it do to you or others to hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unforgiveness&lt;/span&gt; and yield it like a sword? The only sword we are to yield is the Word of God. I have often heard this quote, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unforgiveness&lt;/span&gt; is like taking poison, and expecting the other person to die." No good can come of this. Live your life fully and let God handle the other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As a mother in the Lord, I have to set a positive, Godly example for my children. I cannot love the others more than I love them. I must at all times show myself "Full of Faith" and standing on God's Word for our household, finances and protection. I must always conduct myself as a woman of God and remember that everything that I do, they will do. I must be transparent and real enough for them to talk to me, trust me and believe with me. I must love them unconditionally but be able to call them on their mess. I must admit my mess, &lt;em&gt;yes I got mess&lt;/em&gt;. I must put them first (after the Lord), because they need me now more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As a businesswoman, I must seek the Lord in every decision, no matter how small. I have to take that "Leap of Faith" and see where the Lord plants me. What I envision, may not at all be in His vision for me, but I will never know, just waiting for it to happen. I have to continue to pursue the promise and allow Him to make it happen. I have to be diligent in what He has for me to do and not become weary and tired when everything does not work out like I imagine. When He says go, no one can say no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today is a new day for me. How I choose to use it to the fullest. I AM living my life like it's golden, because He has tried me and He is still trying me, so I am letting my pure gold shine through. It will cost me something to make this turn in my life but I know that it will be well worth the price I have to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt; es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;My Life is Golden!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Aldo - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hippley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&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/3483477771862721329-2301717185311526974?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2301717185311526974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2301717185311526974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2301717185311526974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2301717185311526974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-it-cost-to-turn.html' title='What Does It Cost to Turn?'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SlzXObq51eI/AAAAAAAAALI/lccte8abhqA/s72-c/Hippley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-131688895280262588</id><published>2009-06-29T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:13:23.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fully Loaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sk0GZAEx0rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rc_YtrGyIzg/s1600-h/b592346a4c694e4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353942558599926450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sk0GZAEx0rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rc_YtrGyIzg/s200/b592346a4c694e4c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psalms 68:19 ~ Blessed by the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation. Selah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today as I thought about what to write in this post, I was stumped because I felt empty. I felt that there was nothing that I could say to you that would be of encouragement. For the past two weeks, I have been running on overdrive and depleting my resources and time with the Lord. Like a chicken with her head cut off I was running from this thing to that thing and I had not stopped to rest or refresh. I had not focused on what the will of the Lord was for me. I had not tapped in. So I pushed the stop button and started to reflect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once I got myself back on track, I realized that it was the Lord who was sustaining me in the times that I felt depleted. His benefits were renewed everyday, it was just how I was choosing to utilize them. As I looked at myself naturally, I realized that I was mimicking the natural, spiritually. For example, I had not gone to the doctor in quite some time. Praise the Lord, I have not been sick or even felt ill. Yet I had not taken the time to care about me and to just get a checkup. However, I still have benefits. I still have vision and dental too. I have choices to maintain my health. It is totally up to me how I use them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every morning my health insurance provider places my name on a list that assures that I will be covered that day. I don't have to call and ask, it is automatically done. And even though I don't use them every day I am still covered. If I choose not to use them, that is totally up to me. This is like my spiritual walk. Everyday the Lord's mercies are new, I can use them or not use them. Everyday, He provides me with blessings which cannot be counted or told, I can use them or not use them. Everyday, He refreshes my soul, I can rest in it or run out of it. Everyday, He gives me wisdom, I can use it or ignore it. And so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today in my thoughts of depletion, I came across this scripture that reminded me that I am fully loaded everyday. I have everything I need to get through the day, it is just how I choose to use the day. It is how I choose to use my benefits. It is who I depend on to help me make it through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the next few weeks, I plan to get my plan in order. I have made my doctor's appointments and I have also released some things so that I can spend more time with the Lord. I am making full use of my benefits that He has for me and I am using them wisely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is so important for me to focus on the plan that He has for me and to stay in His will. With all of the things I want to accomplish, it is more important for me to know that He is with me and replenishing my supply everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We all have natural benefits that are renewed: daily, weekly, monthly and yearly but only He can replenish our souls on a daily basis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I realize is that when I feel most empty, that is a prime time for my refreshing. And I also recognize that the only thing I should be loaded down/up with is His benefits. I pray the same for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mi Vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Shoes reflect Choices)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-131688895280262588?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/131688895280262588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=131688895280262588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/131688895280262588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/131688895280262588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/06/fully-loaded.html' title='Fully Loaded'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sk0GZAEx0rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rc_YtrGyIzg/s72-c/b592346a4c694e4c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3846605941978623341</id><published>2009-06-15T20:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:49:14.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live In The Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SjmcbiRsPqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-Os1KiEkV48/s1600-h/prada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348478029350583970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SjmcbiRsPqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-Os1KiEkV48/s200/prada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend I went to celebrate the birthday of a woman that has become very dear to me. She turned 60 years young. During the beautiful celebration the guest of honor made a statement that resonated with me. She said that after all of the battles, trials and ordeals she has had to face, she chooses to, "&lt;strong&gt;Live in the Now&lt;/strong&gt;!" Although she wouldn't trade any of the experiences because they have made her who she is, she is so glad to say that they are well behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't agree with her more. Each one of us has had hurdles, obstacles and stumblingblocks in our way but it is how we choose to deal with each one of them, overcome them and conquer them is all that matters. The positive piece that we take from them is how we really grow. It is the measuring rod we should use to see our personal growth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;More than not, many of us rehearse, replay and recount all of the things that have happened to us without gleaning the lesson or message that the Lord has for us. I have found that instead of deflecting the fiery darts, we wear them as badges of honor. "Look how many times I have been hurt", "Look at what a trooper I am", "Look at how many time I have forgiven". I don't believe that this is what the Lord would want for us to use to gain souls for Him. While they are definitely real to us, they do not define us. They design us. They mold us and shape us into better people. Like I have said many times before, "I haven't forgot but I do forgive." This is monumental for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even in my current life there are hurts, hurdles and obstacles that try to hinder me from growing in Him. I am well pleased to know that I am learning how to sort through the situation and glean out all of the things that will be beneficial for me, while still using the hurt(s) wisely to teach me how to love. I am learning to admit when I am wrong and stand strong when I am right. I have learned to good in the midst of bad and to fight in faith. (A~men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The greatest lesson that the Lord has ever taught us is to love. Love unconditionally, seperate the sin from the sinner. I am too sure that if He were to examine me today, I would fall horribly short of the mark. I have found that I don't always use wisdom to win. I am sometimes too judgmental and I am not very forgiving. But don't count me out, I am working on it. I am learning not to gage people by what I see on the surface but to dig deeper. I am uprooting some roots within me so I am not haunted by my past deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All weekend, I kept saying, "I am in the &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt; moment." I don't want to think about the past. I don't care what happened yesterday. I am working on changing me today. This weekend really made me look within me and think about my next big Birthday. Will my love for others be so full that it overflows and you can actually feel it? Will people drive hundreds of miles to see me and celebrate my life? Will the room permeate with the well wishes and good memories of who I had become? Or will I be in a room full of people, yet all alone? Don't misunderstand, this is not about followers or friends, it is about loving you so hard that I don't have to speak a word for you to know it. That is the type of friend I want to be. That is the type of sister I want to be. That is the human I want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am going into the "&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;" and I am taking you with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MiVida es de oro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Prada, y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&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/3483477771862721329-3846605941978623341?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3846605941978623341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3846605941978623341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3846605941978623341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3846605941978623341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-in-now.html' title='Live In The Now!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SjmcbiRsPqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-Os1KiEkV48/s72-c/prada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1422955628824749662</id><published>2009-06-08T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:21:43.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SjJi6lYfawI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4xILoxnMGgU/s1600-h/6628-779097-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346444466248968962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SjJi6lYfawI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4xILoxnMGgU/s200/6628-779097-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luke 6:37 Judge not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I admit it. I am guilty...of not forgiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I recently replayed some events in my life (Mi Vida) and I realized that in my heart that I had not been very forgiving. The very fact that upon recollection, I could feel the hurt, showed that I had not let go of that thing. I had not truly forgiven. The intensity of the hurt may have lessened but it was not fully forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I began to search within me to find out why I felt like I did. There is an old saying that goes, "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice shame on me." With that in my mind, I have often shut out things and people who have resembled the hurt I once experienced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What am I saying? Because of my past, I know the behaviors of certain kinds of people. So when I see those behaviors exhibited in others I know what I am dealing with. If they are unhealthy, I shut them out. But is that what the Lord did for us? Did He not teach us and love us into His arms? Did He shut out the publican or sinner? Did He not say live peaceably with all men? Just asking? The Lord never turned His back on us but loved us while we were yet sinners. WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In our lives people will traverse through that will do things to us that rub us the wrong way. I am not suggesting that we just allow anyone or anything to abuse our love and compassion. I am just saying that after it is said and done, no matter how difficult, FORGIVE. You don't have to forget even though that's good, but you must forgive. Let it Go. If we are not trying to help them, let's not hold them in judgment, condemnation or unforgiveness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Again I say I am guilty. In the first week of my quiet time, the Lord showed me that I am guilty of it and it has to change. Even when I have been lied upon, I can't be upset with the person that lied, but I can be upset with the father of lies. When I have been accused, I can be upset with the accuser of the brethern. When I have been devoured, I can be upset with the true devourer. And so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In this life we all will have some damaging, hurtful and exasperating situations but the goal is to learn from them and move on. The goal is to forgive as even more than we have been forgiven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As I thought back, I can recall people who have hurt me beyond measure. These hurts were in areas that were lacking in my life. And while I underwent some very drastic experiences, they have only been character builders for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am constantly learning to let some things go. I am learning to be quiet and still. I am learning that your issues will not be my issues. I am learning that God is not pleased with my unforgiveness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So today I am releasing the hurts and letting go of things that were done before June 8, 2009 and beyond. It may still surface every now and then, but I refuse to let the root continue to grow. I am finding that I want people to forgive me when I am wrong (and that happens often), so I have to forgive them for sometimes they no not what they do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With that said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Keep Walking In Faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;MiVida&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/3483477771862721329-1422955628824749662?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1422955628824749662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1422955628824749662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1422955628824749662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1422955628824749662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/06/forgiving.html' title='Forgiving'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SjJi6lYfawI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4xILoxnMGgU/s72-c/6628-779097-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1127459843177525902</id><published>2009-06-01T18:14:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:44:20.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SiRZ7FDVAII/AAAAAAAAAKA/nU9Tp2t4RMs/s1600-h/d%26G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342493929471541378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SiRZ7FDVAII/AAAAAAAAAKA/nU9Tp2t4RMs/s200/d%26G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I saw a billboard at a local church. It read: "Fear Knocked, Faith Answered and No one was there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoever wrote this quote or expressed these words have had adequate amounts of both fear and faith to know that fear is only an adversary of illusion and faith although not seen faith&lt;strong&gt; is&lt;/strong&gt; always there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fear is deceptive. I have often felt fear in the midst of some major trials. I have given fear so much power that I felt powerless and that nothing could rescue me. Fear is usually summed up in the acronym F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fear is lead into our hearts by doubt. And doubt is the parent of fear. Doubt always uses fear to mislead us into believing that what we see is real. That it is truth and that we are captive to it. I have witnessed the defeat of many because of something they saw, heard or thought. They have doubted themselves out of their destiny. Fear is like a vice grip. One small turn and the pressure is intensified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I saw this billboard, I knew instantly that the Lord was speaking to me. I have to let faith answer the door for me. Do you remember the childhood game called Ding-Dong Ditch? It's a game where the prankster rings the door bell and the unsuspecting person goes to answer, but before the door is answered, the prankster runs. When the prankster knows you have fallen for it, they try time and again to get you to answer the door. You become easy prey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally you get smart and do one of three things: ignore the bell (hard to do for responsible adults), tell someone else to answer or catch them before they do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where I think faith wants us all to be because we have options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Ignore doubt: How? There are certain things that are confirmed within us by God. When we are sure, we can ignore anything that comes to defeat our Faith in God's plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Send Faith: When faith answers the door, you are sure that whatever fear brings, it is no match for the one at the door. Faith moves mountains and increases as we use it. Faith is a catalyst for us to fight against anything that will stand in our way. Faith is the substance that we are made of, we can call on faith to be the answer(er).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Catch Doubt in the Act: Don't allow fear and doubt to keep pecking at the door. Don't dwell on the negative doubts that we all have but me must catch those doubts in the act. Open the door before doubt has a chance to knock and say, "If God be for me, who can be against?", "I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.", "No weapon formed against me shall proper..." Use the Word of God as a positive force against the negativity of doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I truly loved the thought of this billboard and pray that the words of encouragement keep coming. Now I know that when fear knocks, I am going to send Faith to answer but I believe that no one will be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Walking in Faith, with those heels on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoes by Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana&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/3483477771862721329-1127459843177525902?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1127459843177525902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1127459843177525902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1127459843177525902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1127459843177525902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/06/fear-and-faith.html' title='Fear and Faith'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SiRZ7FDVAII/AAAAAAAAAKA/nU9Tp2t4RMs/s72-c/d%26G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8875909062262967063</id><published>2009-05-20T18:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:11:27.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can See Clearly Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ShSbDF-cf-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VLq5YgHW2Ms/s1600-h/Jessica+Bennett+Women%27s+Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338061935786885090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ShSbDF-cf-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VLq5YgHW2Ms/s200/Jessica+Bennett+Women%27s+Heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Samuel 23:4 And [he shall be] as the light of the morning, [when] the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; riseth, [even] a morning without clouds; [as] the tender grass [springing] out of the earth by clear shining after &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is good to serve the Lord, I once heard Darlene Bishop say. And I wholeheartedly agree. He had given me a great deal to praise and bless Him for. He has rained down His blessings and also used the rain to increase my faith. His sun shines so brightly that it warms and brightens, yet it can sometimes burn if I am not careful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the heels of a fabulous Mother's Day Banquet, I took a vacations to attend my cousin's wedding in Atlanta, GA. This was my opportunity to celebrate and rejoice with those who are rejoicing, just as the Bible tells us to do. This was a celebration of family and life renewed. I am truly happy to see that the Lord has blessed them both with some very extraordinary people, who both have a heart for the Lord and love each other so much. This wedding was a wonderful addition to my vacation and it was so refreshing to take a break from my daily schedule and just put my feet up. I was expecting to be in "Hotlanta" but the weather was not so exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This however was no ordinary trip. I have made some connections with voices that I had heard only on the phone and people with whom I had come to love and adore through our emails. I made some new friends and exchanged numbers because we are all now family, no matter how we happen to be related. I visited my cousin's church and it was very similar to my own. I could definitely feel the love in there and most of all I felt at home. I kept saying that this was one of the best vacations that I had ever taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it rained two of the 6 days we were there, the Son was shining through the people that I met and the experiences I had. The cloudy feeling that was creeping over me had begun to dissipate. I could see all of the obstacles in my way. 1. being doubt and fear, 2. being me. Once I got past those two major hurdles, I was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although this song may have been written secularly, the words are so appropriate to me. This song just randomly jumped in my head today but it fit for me. As the song says the when the son is shining we can see clearly. We are hopeful of what is ahead. Human nature teaches us that there is safety in the light, that is why we don't skip down dark alleys in the dead of night but stick to the lighted streets even when we are assured that there is a short cut. Any obstacles are seen before they are reached and we can deal with the pain if we fall because we can see the scars and deal with them. We even expect a rainbow at the end of the rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate the Son because it helps me to grow and right now I am soaking up every ray that falls upon me. I want to feel His warmth shining upon me and see the rays directing my path. I am glad that He listens to me in those out loud conversations that we have. And I am glad that He is the author and finisher of my faith because with that He adds His peace like fertilizer to help me grow even stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see clearly now! Even though rain is needed to help me get the nutrients I need to grow, I sure enjoy the (Miracle Grow) that Jesus adds to my life. I enjoy basking in the Son because I know He is cultivating me and helping to purge those things in my life that will stunt my growth. It is just something about basking in the warmth of Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This vacation was more than a week of rest. It was a time of reflection, refreshing and revelation. I thank the Lord that this opportunity came not just for me but for a couple starting out together, a family who is so glad that we have them both, a community that is family and a city that is alive with possibilities even when it rains for two days straight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see all obstacles in my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)Sun-Shiny day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I can make it now, the pain is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the bad feelings have disappeared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)Sun-Shiny day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Jessica Bennett ~ Women's Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-8875909062262967063?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8875909062262967063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8875909062262967063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8875909062262967063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8875909062262967063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-see-clearly-now.html' title='I Can See Clearly Now'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ShSbDF-cf-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VLq5YgHW2Ms/s72-c/Jessica+Bennett+Women%27s+Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2319837791879002424</id><published>2009-05-13T09:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:37:45.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Faithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SgraV4-8PFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zk3b5A-BKoA/s1600-h/my+faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335316778182261842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SgraV4-8PFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zk3b5A-BKoA/s200/my+faith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past Saturday was one of the best days of my life. I had a great time celebrating with my sisters. When we (my friends and I) decided that we would host such an event, we had no idea what the Lord had in mind. Although I had coined the phrase Faith With Heels, I still have not experienced every situation or been in every circumstance that others have had to deal with, yet I knew that my shoes were appropriate for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend was filled with joy, laughter and excitement. Each woman that spoke, truly spoke from their heart and give sound wisdom to us all. Each woman that sang a song, sang from the depths of their soul to be a blessing to us all. Each woman that attended, did so because they wanted to celebrate with us and encourage us all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the day progressed, I began to realize that the Lord is truly faithful. Leading up to this event, I was unsure if we would have the funds to cover our expenses. Then people started calling saying they couldn't make it, etc, etc, etc. But God was showing me that He has all power in His hands and that I must stand still to see His salvation. Our team forged ahead and boy did the ladies show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had over 100+ women in attendance. (Sorry, I don't have the exact number yet.) And after the bills were paid, we blessed New Beginnings Sanctuary with &lt;strong&gt;$500&lt;/strong&gt; for their organization. This is a donation coming from a group that had no money and started with no money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Therefore, I want to thank &lt;strong&gt;everyone (yes, you) &lt;/strong&gt;for their love, prayers, support, and guidance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is my short list of named thanks you's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Lord who was on my side throughout this entire event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Ladies of Faith, my committee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Sisters of Faith, my hostesses with the mostess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pi Banquet Hall - Tony Gioutsos who supported and believed in us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Aunt ~ Juanita Haley for the gorgeous cupcake give-a-ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pastor Joseph and Lady Portia Hewitt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the Vendors: &lt;strong&gt;SpiritedInfusions&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Heidi Robinson, &lt;strong&gt;The Cake Fairy&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Joan Wright, &lt;strong&gt;A Time to Heal &lt;/strong&gt;~ LaShawn Myers, &lt;strong&gt;Self-Discovery Workbook&lt;/strong&gt; ~Benita Beckles, &lt;strong&gt;Easy Wear&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Wanda Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the Donations: &lt;strong&gt;DeMocha&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Spafetish,&lt;strong&gt; Affirmations by Crisette&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;JJPorr&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Lady Portia, &lt;strong&gt;What's Possible&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Daryn Kagan, &lt;strong&gt;DeShawn Snow Foundation&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Look under my favorite sponsors for links to their sites)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And all of our speakers: Each one with a testimony that is unique yet relatable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laura Varon Brown - The Detroit Free Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dr. Stacy Leatherwood-Cannon ~ Healthy Start 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Margaret Wilson ~ ACTS Impact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doria Hickman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sakeena Strickland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LouAnne Stewart ~ Bible Motivated Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so glad that we were able to share in this experience. Lord willing, We will be doing it again next year, same day/same place/same time. Mark your calendars now for Saturday, May 8, 2010 at the Pi Banquet Hall 28847 Franklin Road, Southfield, MI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks again to everyone who supported this event, venture and my vision. Couldn't do it without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Walking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-2319837791879002424?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2319837791879002424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2319837791879002424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2319837791879002424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2319837791879002424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-is-faithful.html' title='God is Faithful'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SgraV4-8PFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zk3b5A-BKoA/s72-c/my+faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6357874402936881696</id><published>2009-05-04T08:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:35:09.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I'll Use Knee-Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SgGX2xMsWnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A09mmxruF8Q/s1600-h/Believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332710400958683762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SgGX2xMsWnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A09mmxruF8Q/s200/Believe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We live in a world where &lt;strong&gt;google &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;yahoo&lt;/strong&gt; rule. A world where you must be connected to some source of social interaction to feel useful and vital. You cannot survive daily life without being: &lt;strong&gt;twittered, facebooked, or myspaced&lt;/strong&gt;. You can use your &lt;strong&gt;IM&lt;/strong&gt; to get information instantly and &lt;strong&gt;chat &lt;/strong&gt;with your peeps. Your daily agenda has to include the thoughts of another via &lt;strong&gt;blogspot, wordpress or blogher&lt;/strong&gt; to complete you. Passwords reign supreme and you have to remember all them&lt;strong&gt; to be linkedin&lt;/strong&gt; or you'll get locked out. And heaven knows that no human is complete without an &lt;strong&gt;email address&lt;/strong&gt; but we understand, so we will allow &lt;strong&gt;voicemail&lt;/strong&gt;, if we have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all of these things pulling on my time, I have neglected to take the moments, minutes or hours to log on and tap in. I have used my time unwisely in the past few months and crammed all of the refreshing into the time it takes to shower. I have used my shower time as my devotion to Him. As I drive, I mash a prayer (with reverence) between my &lt;strong&gt;tweets&lt;/strong&gt; with my &lt;strong&gt;tweeps.&lt;/strong&gt; "Really, there is no time" ~ is both a statement and question. It is the statement I make when I disregard my quality time with Him and the question He asks when I fail to stop and lay at His feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week as I embark upon my mission from Him, I have found that it is impossible to blog Him, tweet Him or find Him on Facebook. He doesn't have a page on Myspace and He doesn't want to be Googled. He has no iPhone with multiple applications, because He is the I am He doesn't need it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is only accessible through KNEE-mail. I thank Him because there are no passwords to lock me out or keep me from reaching Him. He has unlimited memory to keep up on all my prayers (no matter how brief), tears and feelings. He can chat with me instantly and doesn't need twitter or facebook to know my status. He doesn't need to get a text, because He wrote all the Text by which I should live my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best way to reach him is through the most valuable means of communication that we have. Knee-mail. He listens and answers. He has the most friends and makes the best connections. His status is always updated as He is always on line. The Lord is always logged on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I try to change the world, I had forgotten my password to the Lord because I hadn't used it in a while. It wasn't something I had to write down to remember, it is written in my heart. "Lord I need your help" always unlocks His ear.  And because of all of the human connections I am making, I was forgetting that I needed to maintain the spiritual one. The stamina, passion and motivation that I need comes from logging on and talking with Him. The answers to prayers are found in the text that He has given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I have been using more knee-mail than email. I have made space for Him and left myspace alone. I have sought His face and not facebook. I linked up with Him in my morning prayers and then took a shower. I tweeted a praise to Him. I Googled some scriptures and read them aloud. And most of all Jesus, This Blogs for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es De Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Carlos Santana ~ Believe&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/3483477771862721329-6357874402936881696?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6357874402936881696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6357874402936881696' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6357874402936881696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6357874402936881696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-ill-use-knee-mail.html' title='I Think I&apos;ll Use Knee-Mail'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SgGX2xMsWnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A09mmxruF8Q/s72-c/Believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-5452356706275739332</id><published>2009-04-03T11:09:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:58:22.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WWWHHHHYYYYY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SdY4GC1OM7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Q5VmUvSZVP8/s1600-h/Oscar+DeLaRenta+Cone+Heel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320501686275290034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SdY4GC1OM7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Q5VmUvSZVP8/s200/Oscar+DeLaRenta+Cone+Heel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;For the past two weeks, I truly rested my feet (and mind). I laid back and didn't try to do much of anything. Was it productive? Yes and no. Yes, I relieved myself of obligation but I slipped into a lazy mode. But I got  way to comfortable doing nothing and that is not a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;As hard as I wanted to do a post on the blog, I just couldn't. I never want to just write a post because of necessity but because I feel that it will help, bless, encourage, edify and uplift you. So I didn't. Try as I might, it was not time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had an overwhelming cry in my spirit of WHY? I have been feeling a little forsaken in the last few months, not by people but by the Lord. I kept calling but I didn't get an answer. I kept knocking but the door wouldn't open (or open wide enough). I kept crying but my daddy didn't answer me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like Jesus when he said, "My God, My God why has thou forsaken me?" Now mind you, I am &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; being crucified but I sure felt like it and I definitely wasn't feeling very sure. This is the trick that the enemy uses on me often. He likes to defeat my confidence. He likes to make me feel insignificant. But since God knows me so well, He sent His word to encourage me and remove the doubt and fear. Yet, because I was not getting immediate answers, open doors or responses, I began to act like a brat. I didn't want to do anything because nothing was going the way I wanted it to. I wanted a mass flood to come my way but I have even felt a ripple. I wanted a huge roar but I haven't heard a whisper. I wanted to see way beyond the horizon but I am caught in a fog. What does fog equal? (FOG ~ Favor of God, didn't realize it until I just wrote it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;My faith level dropped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;It was a test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Did I fail? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;God has given me a huge assignment. And I do feel unworthy. I feel that this was something for someone with a big name. Someone with name recognition. Someone people listen too. (Hey! I felt like Moses for a minute). But God knows what He wants to accomplish through me. I constantly have to check my heart and motive for doing this. It is not about me but about Him and His people. I want everyone to have a good time and make some new friends. I want to grow in Him and in the knowledge that He has given me. I know that to whom much is given, much is required and I am willing to pay the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies (&amp;amp; Gents too), I am willing to go to the cross. God is in control of everything and everything that I do. His word assures me in Isaiah 54 that I am covered. He is my Maker, He is my Redeemer, He is My Husband. I am not forsaken; I am not ashamed; I shall not fear; He is enlarging my tents; He will have mercy on me, I shall be adorned with jewels; and have great peace. WOW!!!! Great are these promises. I have to keep this open and before me daily so that I know who has my back. The Lord Himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pouring out so much of me that I must take a refresher at His feet sometimes. That is what I realized during this brief hiatus. I do want to be a vessel that He can use but I don't want to be used up in things that are not pleasing to Him or edifying to me. I want to grow and help others to grow. I want to do exploits in His name for His name and by His name. The name of Jesus Christ our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't taken the time to evaluate your priorities or even taken time to celebrate you, &lt;strong&gt;do it now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It is important&lt;/strong&gt;. It is a time to connect to Jesus and sit at His feet, to tell him all about it and to cry if you need to. It is okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everything that happens to you today, tomorrow and forever more, Know that You are Loved, not just by me, but by the One who knows you so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life IS Golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;(When I am tried in the fire, I shall come out as pure Gold!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;Shoes by Oscar De La Renta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-5452356706275739332?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/5452356706275739332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=5452356706275739332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5452356706275739332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5452356706275739332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/04/wwwhhhhyyyyy.html' title='WWWHHHHYYYYY!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SdY4GC1OM7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Q5VmUvSZVP8/s72-c/Oscar+DeLaRenta+Cone+Heel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4897103356860732112</id><published>2009-03-17T17:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:12:37.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Kind to Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ScDyyPKyYfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/AJvq7e1URz4/s1600-h/Shoes_iSEC1092243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314514505176343026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ScDyyPKyYfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/AJvq7e1URz4/s200/Shoes_iSEC1092243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a time when people are more concerned and consumed with their daily lives and activities, it is quite easy for us to be unkind to ourselves. I see that my life has been inundated with lots of things, activities, to do's etc., that have not add any value so I have actually forgotten to be kind to me. I have forsaken time with the Lord because I have to this or that and I say I'll do it later. I have not relaxed because I have to go to work, since I have to pay the bills. I have not sat in the bathtub because that will take some time and I just don't have time to spare on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord is more faithful than any calendar or schedule we may put before Him. I have been reminded that I have to keep walking with my heels on, but I definitely can take a break. It is hard to break the cycle because we are compelled to do things when we don't have to. We have to learn to make our no's no and our yes's yes. But they must be defined by our own standards. The Lord is showing me that He designs my life but I have to take some things off of my plate. I have to place thing on my calendar that glorify Him. Being stressed out brings no glory. Being worn out brings no glory. Being used up brings no glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word of the Lord was spoken to me that "He will show me great and mighty things." But the precursor is that I must call unto Him (Jer 33:3). I hadn't done that in quite some time. I hadn't gone to the well for refreshing, I was just waiting on the rain, but I was caught in a drought. I was seeking Him through another's anointing and trying to get refreshed from someone else's out pour. It is time for me to be kind to me and to seek Him desperately for the rain. Because I do want to reign with Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My destination is my Destiny and treating myself unkind is not the way to go about it. I do deserve a break; I do deserve some peace; I do deserve a blessing; I do deserve His anointing; I do deserve kindness from myself and others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I am going to commit some Random Acts of Kindness towards myself. I am going to treat myself to the Word of God, to some much needed rest, to some peace and to some joy. Everything else will have to wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My admonishment to you is to "BE KIND TO YOURSELF". Treat yourself right and others will follow. Don't take on things that you don't want to and do the things that you desire. Learn something new. Whatever you desire do it, but be kind to you. Put a yes in your spirit to follow Him and be open to the things that He is bringing. You will know if it is from Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray this helps someone, because it is helping me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resting my feet!&lt;/div&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/3483477771862721329-4897103356860732112?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4897103356860732112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4897103356860732112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4897103356860732112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4897103356860732112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-kind-to-yourself.html' title='Be Kind to Yourself'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ScDyyPKyYfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/AJvq7e1URz4/s72-c/Shoes_iSEC1092243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-9012148231031927582</id><published>2009-03-10T09:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:19:22.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Good to do Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SbZ2MdVE2uI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vfJgjHXqJ2I/s1600-h/Giuseppe+Zanotti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311562766933613282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SbZ2MdVE2uI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vfJgjHXqJ2I/s200/Giuseppe+Zanotti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am finding that most of my pleasure comes from helping someone else. Even in my most trying times, I am compelled to help others in whatever situations they find themselves. I recently took a part-time job in an area totally unfamiliar to me but it is in the area of helps. I find myself helping total strangers and often sharing unrelated info with them. It is pleasing when they return and say "That was really a help." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A long time ago, the Lord revealed this as my gift. I know things and I don't know how I know them but I do. Not in a "That's so Raven" way (if you have children, you know what I am talking about) but the revelation of how to accomplish something comes quite easily to me. This is not a braggadocious statement but a true revelation that God uses us in different ways. I am not a singer by some peoples standards, I think I am; I am not a writer, a teacher, a friend, intellegent, beautiful, etc. But by the Lord's standard I am everything that He made me to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He made me a helper. I am not ashamed and I use this gift to its fullest. However, I have learned that sometimes it is to my hurt. But nevertheless, it is not my gift to give but God's to use. In our current Bible Study series, our pastor is teaching about the Prayer of Jesus. (Great study by the way.) Jesus &lt;strong&gt;knew&lt;/strong&gt; the hurt and betrayal coming His way but He continued on the destination to His destiny. I have to be like Jesus, even when I don't know, &lt;strong&gt;I know&lt;/strong&gt; that all things are working for my good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I does me good to do good. To help others, to show love, to be misunderstood and still understand, to be depreciated to be appreciated, to walk in faith with my heels on but to walk tall and assured that the Lord has my back (and feet :))). Sometimes I do get weary in my well doing but God is the rewarder and looking to the hills, I see a greater reward in store. Continue to do good, even to those who may not fully appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am truly excited about the events that will be unfolding for me in the near future. What are they? I don't know yet but I know that I know He has a plan for me. He is orchestrating some things that will help me to fulfill my passion, mission and reach my destiny. To God Be the Glory! All I can say is I am still "Dreaming" and you should too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida es de oro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoe by Giuseppe Zanotti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-9012148231031927582?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/9012148231031927582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=9012148231031927582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/9012148231031927582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/9012148231031927582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-good-to-do-good.html' title='It is Good to do Good'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SbZ2MdVE2uI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vfJgjHXqJ2I/s72-c/Giuseppe+Zanotti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1106206634641433387</id><published>2009-03-02T00:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:03:55.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rainbow without the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sa1Gz5kHbhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nkxHrXyrwUc/s1600-h/ZDER045_MAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308977393179258386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sa1Gz5kHbhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nkxHrXyrwUc/s200/ZDER045_MAIN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a rainbow this morning. It kinda shocked me because there had been no rain the night before. I could only see a small portion of it but I kept looking at it in amazement as I took the girls to school. On the way back it was still there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I began to really think about this thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A rainbow is the promise (covenant) between God and man given to Noah after the Great Flood. I read it and you can too. Genesis Chapter 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what really came forth for me is that God's promise is still there. He showed me that every promise is still there. I was really amazed that there was no rain. I am excited to learn that His promises can still be there and I don't have to go through a storm to receive them. Because He can do whatever He wants to do, whenever He wants to do it. I have to release some things to Him and Him only. Sometimes it is just between me and Him. I have to hear His voice and listen for His instruction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am learning to be very careful in how I express my feelings and emotions so that the implication of stress (the storm) is not there. I am learning to lean more and more on Him. If it is a promise from Him, it is still there and is coming to pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad that He loves me like He does and that His comfort outweighs everything else. When He arose on the boat and stilled the sea, He wasn't stressed or worried but He corrected their faith. That is what I needed from Him this week; a beautiful correction. The rainbow reminded me that His promise is still there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He promised Noah over 2000 years ago and we have not experienced a flood like that again. He promised that the Messiah would come and He came to set us all free. He promised that we would be overcomers and I have overcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have faith that outlasts any storm because they all have to end. In the end I have victory and I win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking the promise is still there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&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/3483477771862721329-1106206634641433387?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1106206634641433387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1106206634641433387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1106206634641433387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1106206634641433387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainbow-without-rain.html' title='A Rainbow without the Rain'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/Sa1Gz5kHbhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nkxHrXyrwUc/s72-c/ZDER045_MAIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-261645746100303771</id><published>2009-02-18T13:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:18:44.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory Be to God!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SZxe8hpXi8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DznDW8udTMo/s1600-h/6628-503071-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304218855052643266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SZxe8hpXi8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DznDW8udTMo/s200/6628-503071-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just so thankful today that God is manifesting Himself in our lives. I received a wonderful praise report from my sister in law, who is standing in faith, that Lord has opened up the doors for her to receive a promise. God is connecting Faith With Heels/Dream Builders with women all over this world. I see the doors of opportunity opening for my sisters, my friends, my girls. He is changing lives right now. Tomorrow, we won't be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is working in ways that none of us can explain or even have a way of understanding but that is how He does what He does. We cannot always give full explanation of what He has designed. I just thank Him that He is the designer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I would want, is not always what I need. What you may want for me, is not going to help me become who I need to be. I am moving out of His way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith in what He can do, is what gets me through. It's simple but hard. Hard for me to let go of my ideals and allow the natural progression and evolution to take place. I try to work this thing. But I have noticed in the last year that He is so much better at it. My emotions, thoughts and effort doesn't move Him. And although Faith without works is dead. Works alone does not accomplish it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have taken a step back and realized that if He has a plan and He has designed an outcome, I need to just &lt;strong&gt;come&lt;/strong&gt; and let Him work it &lt;strong&gt;out&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By effort, even good intention, I have often messed up things even more. So my best strategy is to stand still and see the salvation of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give Him Glory because He is so awesome and I can see Him in each of you. Your love for others, your compassion, your willingness to help, your involvement, your encouragement, your peace, your guidance, your stern conviction, you are Him. And for that I must give Him glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoe by RSVP&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/3483477771862721329-261645746100303771?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/261645746100303771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=261645746100303771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/261645746100303771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/261645746100303771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/02/glory-be-to-god.html' title='Glory Be to God!!!!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SZxe8hpXi8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DznDW8udTMo/s72-c/6628-503071-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2326106533425828760</id><published>2009-02-11T08:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:10:23.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOOOO HOOOOOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SZLcKUACQrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QWyZaLHJ6lQ/s1600-h/CLouboutin+Fortuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301541781094154930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SZLcKUACQrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QWyZaLHJ6lQ/s200/CLouboutin+Fortuna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have finally got it. After so much deliberation, contemplation, aggravation, anticipation, and elation, by George I think I've got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith With Heels and Dream Builders Network has definitely committed to hosting a Mother's Day Banquet on Saturday, May 9, 2009 at the Pi Banquet Hall, 28847 Franklin Road, Southfield, MI at 10:00 a.m. Although it is was very much a God thing, the task is not easy. There are times when I even ask myself "For Real?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My walk of faith has had the hills and the valleys but both have taught me how to remain in the other. I have learned that if it is of God, I cannot fight it, nor do I want to. If I am truly trusting and believing in Him then everything else does not matter. And even though I may have to exert some effort, He makes everything effortless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited that God has chosen Faith With Heels to sponsor such an event and that His hand print is surely on it. Let me give you a few of the details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I deliberated over having a Faith With Heels anything. I just want to rock some cute shirts. That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I contemplated who to call or ask to help me with the great task. My family and friends have rallied around this event because it is NOT ABOUT ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, I had a little aggravation, because I didn't think that I was called for the task. Although it sounded great, I had reservations. Huge reservations, I didn't want to do something for the sake of doing it but I wanted something that would impact lives and help dreams to build.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth, after our first meeting, there was a great anticipation. We all were very excited that everything was falling into place. We saw God move Mountains on our behalf and that everyone was excited to participate. Everyone has a part and God is the CEO. Can't do it report to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth, is elation. What more can I say? I am elated that Faith With Heels is sponsoring this event to help others. Our goal, outside of wearing some cute shirts, is to bless others by supporting, encouraging, edifying, uplifting and empowering women (men too.) to "do the most" as my lil sis would say. Be everything that the Lord has called you to. You are able because He is able.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally invite all of you to join us for this event and to help us to support another. Really isn't that part of our call and our faith. To show others that it is not by our power or might, but really by His spirit. To show forth unity and love in every aspect of our lives. To free the captives, to open the door, to light the way, to salt the earth, to be the light, to strengthen our brothers/sisters, to be a Godly example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are supporting New Beginnings Sanctuary. An organization dedicated to helping teenage mothers to achieve their goals and to walk in Faith. (Short version). Contact Diane Cartwright at &lt;a href="mailto:dianecartwright@newbeginningssanctuary.net"&gt;dianecartwright@newbeginningssanctuary.net&lt;/a&gt; to get the full version of what New Beginnings is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to having each one of you at this event. Your presence is very precious to us. You can purchase tickets through Paypal, just click the button and follow the instructions. As soon as the final design of the shirts are ready they will be posted also. So you can purchase them as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad that you all are my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoes by C. Louboutin ~ Fortuna&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/3483477771862721329-2326106533425828760?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2326106533425828760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2326106533425828760' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2326106533425828760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2326106533425828760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/02/whooooo-hoooooo.html' title='WHOOOOO HOOOOOO!!!!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SZLcKUACQrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QWyZaLHJ6lQ/s72-c/CLouboutin+Fortuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2617529152753182172</id><published>2009-02-03T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:17:31.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Faith Hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SYhe9Ezxn0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Th7AuCZ3lAM/s1600-h/MiuMiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298589364957323074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SYhe9Ezxn0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Th7AuCZ3lAM/s200/MiuMiu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this Walking has made my FAITH hurt!  Just look at these shoes.  WHEW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just like when our feet have traveled lots of miles in high heels and began to hurt, our faith can also get a little wear and tear. Although I know I am walking in faith towards by destiny, my faith hurts a little. I thank God for the vision, provision and the desire to do, but boy do I have a long way to go. In the next few months, I think I'll need track shoes.  Undoubtedly, I am and will be so glad that I endured to the end.  I am determined that my Faith will not fail. (Read Luke 22:32)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week's post is brief because of some great things that I will share on next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Destiny IS My Destination&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is what I have to keep telling myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Destination: A place that one is going or is sent. A place ordained beforehand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Destiny: The fulfillment of reaching a place that one is going or sent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, I shared with some friends that my destination is my destiny or my destiny is my destination. Either way the destination is the intended place that I am sent. The path that the Lord has me on, will only take me where He desires that I go (that is what a destination is, a place that one is going or sent. I looked it up.) On this road, walking in faith can get tiring but until I reach my ordained purpose, I have to continue even when my faith hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I get a little discouraged sometimes because I desire to see things in a different time frame. But God keeps shouting, "Be STILL and KNOW!" "Still Know that I am God", is what I get from Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am grateful that people across this nation have called, emailed or responded to the posts each week and also just to keep me lifted. I thank God for that. Cause today my Faith HURTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Please make sure to log on everyday to get some sneak peeks of what I will be unveiling, in the near future. I am soooooooooooooo excited by God's favor on FaithWithHeels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Until then please pray for my faith &amp;amp; feet, they really do hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But I am going to........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-2617529152753182172?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2617529152753182172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2617529152753182172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2617529152753182172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2617529152753182172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-faith-hurts.html' title='My Faith Hurts'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SYhe9Ezxn0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Th7AuCZ3lAM/s72-c/MiuMiu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6602045449167150319</id><published>2009-01-26T23:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:29:40.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Endure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SX6bcaOe2gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LZWzjDLIeVI/s1600-h/Steve+Madden+-+Enforce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295841124212988418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SX6bcaOe2gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LZWzjDLIeVI/s200/Steve+Madden+-+Enforce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Thess 3:5 ~ For this cause, when I could no longer forbear, I sent to know your faith, lest by some means the tempter have tempted you, and our labour be in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that the Lord has something great in store for me, this past week, I began to reflect on what it would take to receive the promise(s). Our ministry has been fasting and praying for the last 10 days; seek the Lord for a fresh anointing and more of His spirit. As a corporate body, we turned off our T.V.'s, and radios, stopped reading the paper and tuned out of the world's events. Our total focus was on the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a time of pressing in and continuing to the end. The whole purpose of our consecrated time was to draw closer to the Lord and to really seek His plan for our lives. Spiritually this was a great time because God was doing different things for each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....It was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our spiritual growth of course did not please the tempter. During this time I felt that I was not going to make it. It seemed that everything that I wanted to do happened during this consecration period. Our new President was took the oath of office, a local group had a wonderful concert (we were allowed to go), and all of my favorite shows had special surprises. I wanted to cheat, quit, and give up. Even with all that, my spirit kept speaking endure to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I made it through quite well up until Friday. I ran a couple of errands and was verbally attacked by one of the clerks at the Christian store. I had called to check on an item and someone told me they had it. When I arrived, she told me that the store did not carry this items and I was mistaken but I told her that one of her collegues had given me this info. As she was giving me her point of view (nice way of telling me off), I was shocked and amazed but my spirit kept saying to me endure to the end. Now the unfocused, non-consecrated me, might have had my own point of view (nice way of saying giving it back to her) but the consecrated me kept my focus: ENDURE TO THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my cool, got my items and then left the store. But all the while I was thinking "FOR REAL?!" Where was the love of God in this encounter? Should I have confronted her lack of love unto her sister? Was I right in letting it go? I don't know but I endured to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time we are placed in a position that may challenge the God in us, it is our faith in Him that allows us to hold our peace. It is our faith in Him that may need to grow a little. It is our faith in Him that the tempter is trying to destroy, so that we question ourselves. The tempter knows that all it takes is one thing to push us over the edge. But God sends a word to show us our level of faith and assure us that our labour is not in vain. Our duty then is to remain in the faith and to endure to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the enemy was trying to unravel 10 days of communion with the Lord in one encounter but he lost that battle. My faith in God held me together and told me that He is the warrior in these battles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best thing we can do to show our faith in Him is to pull up your bootstraps and ENDURE TO THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Steve Madden ~ Enforce&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/3483477771862721329-6602045449167150319?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6602045449167150319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6602045449167150319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6602045449167150319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6602045449167150319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/01/endure.html' title='Endure'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SX6bcaOe2gI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LZWzjDLIeVI/s72-c/Steve+Madden+-+Enforce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4748790022244802819</id><published>2009-01-19T23:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:08:40.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Open the Door!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SXVb_Vyl-_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5Tc6A4DruBY/s1600-h/Fever+-+S+Weitzman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293238080783121394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SXVb_Vyl-_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5Tc6A4DruBY/s200/Fever+-+S+Weitzman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acts 14:27 ~ "And when they were come, and had gathered the church together, they rehearsed all that God had done with them, and how he had opened the door of faith unto the Gentiles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long has the door been closed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that it is time for the women of faith to open the door of faith to others who are in need of a faith-infusion. We guard so carefully the testimony within us that we do not even attempt to rehearse all that God has done unless it is within the walls of the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our testimony is to be shared with others about the goodness, mercy, justice and love that the Father has for us. We assume that the atmosphere must be just so, that we must have a particular platform or that our testimony is useless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is compelling us to open the door of our lives to others, so that they might also have Faith in what He can do. We don't all go through things in the same manner. We don't all experience the same issues and we don't all get delivered the same way. Therefore our uniqueness in a situation is useful to someone elses deliverance, acceptance and edification. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We often shut the door on what God has in store for us and for others, because of our lack of faith in what good can come from what we have experienced. If it has helped or blessed you, then it is useful to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I continue to live, I have learned that everything is of value, it is just what you choose to do with it. Being left and rejected has value because it causes you to re-evaluate your own life and either grow from it or groan about it. Being lied on cause you to always be mindful of the truth and to speak it always. Being friendless has valued because it causes you to love the friends that you do have and recognize them when they enter your life, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful that God has pointed out to me that there is a door of faith and that He wants it open to everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ladies, anyone, everyone, tell me how the door of faith get closed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es De Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by S. Weitzman ~ Fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-4748790022244802819?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4748790022244802819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4748790022244802819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4748790022244802819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4748790022244802819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/01/open-door.html' title='Open the Door!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SXVb_Vyl-_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5Tc6A4DruBY/s72-c/Fever+-+S+Weitzman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1302384611386287248</id><published>2009-01-15T08:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:54:24.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THURSDAY'S THOUGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SW8-8KDwoiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4cE-s4fhBo0/s1600-h/NaNa+Shoes+Emely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291517290396820002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SW8-8KDwoiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4cE-s4fhBo0/s200/NaNa+Shoes+Emely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today's Submission is part of our new Thursday's Thoughts.  As promised, I will have various submissions by women of Faith who also have a very special and poignant word for us.  Please enjoy these submissions as I have.  Log on to Bonnie's Blog at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extendedhope&lt;/span&gt;.com and leave her a comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Press On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Bonnie Alvarado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the old saying that tells you to “Bloom Where You’re Planted”. Some might prefer to say it like this: “When Life Gives You Lemons, Make Lemonade”. There is something significant in both of these phrases that the Lord has shown me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I became a Christian nearly twenty years ago. When I began to serve the Lord, things were good. I was filled with the fire of God and life was flowing nicely. Little did I know then that being a Christian did not make me exempt from life’s blows. I was thrown a blow in my marriage that I never expected, anticipated, or deserved. It was a blow I was unprepared for, and one that would prove to break me or make me. I’m proud to tell you that those hurtful blows have helped to make me what I am today, but it did not come without a whole lot of breaking first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the hurt in my marriage came a draining of my spirit.=2 0A draining of everything good that I once believed in myself for. Prior to the obstacles, I had been fairly confident in the abilities that God had given me, and I was filled with a limitless outlook of what God could use me for. With the challenges and hurt however, I felt as though everything that was once possible had been sucked away by the defeat that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt; was constantly trying to convince me of. Oh yes, the enemy loves to whisper defeat when we’re walking through struggle. I tried hard not to feed those whispers, but ultimately my passion and confidence had disappeared. I no longer felt able to do the things that once ignited my soul. I went through a real mourning because of this. I felt so much had been robbed from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could say that this struggle passed and never returned, but that‘s not how the story goes. The struggle unfortunately continued on for years in phases of victory and defeat. That pattern alone can be exhausting, and it was when I finally got tired of being sick and tired that I was pushed to apply the word of God to my life and my circumstances like I had never done before. I learned that if I were to win, I had to apply the word of God to EVERYTHING in my life, and do so without an ounce of doubt, or self pity. I had to look ahead and press on. Surely God could have delivered me from the hurt and disappointments if He wanted to, but He didn't. I knew there had to be a reason that He didn't, and that it was not because He had abandoned me. He allowed the adversity to be used to grow my faith, endurance, perseverance, and character. With that growth came a bigger degree of how He could use me for His glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my determined application of God's word and the perseverance that God was growing in me daily, came true victory! Here's what I learned in that process and would like to share with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many individuals/churches/organizations will communicate that you shouldn't be serving others if your life is not in complete order. God showed me differently, though. I believe in the importance of having your life in order, but I also understand that sometimes situations will occur that are not directly related to bad decisions that you made personally. We will sometimes, unfortunately, experience the repercussions of poor decisions that have been made by those we love. Although it hurts, I learned that even then, you can “Bloom Where You're Planted” and “Make Lemonade With Those Lemons”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to tell you that you have been designed for a significant purpose that God can only accomplish through YOU! If there’s been a robbery going on in your life, you better know right now that it is because the enemy of your soul has been shaking in his boots over you. He will stop at nothing to stop you, and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ws&lt;/span&gt; that stealing your passion, God given dreams and visions is the way for him to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poor choices that others perhaps have made, are not a representation of YOUR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gifting&lt;/span&gt; or passion for the Father. Realize that every obstacle you face, whether by your own doing or not, only represents another attribute of calling and victory that can be added to your life, if you'll let it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say, "raise up!" Walk out those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;giftings&lt;/span&gt; that He's embedded inside of you. In your pain and disappointment, reach out to others! Your circumstances do not determine your ability. Take your trials in stride. Learn from them, grow from them, and continue to press into the purposes of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may not look like a garden of roses right at the moment, but believe you me, you can still bloom for His glory! It's your very life that will create that garden of roses. And the lemons may still be sitting up on the counter. But, get busy mixing and know that your perseverance is the perfect sweetness for that lemonade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people are waiting to drink it right now! My dear sisters, may you continue to press in and press on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoes by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NaNa&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Emely&lt;/span&gt; in Lemon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/3483477771862721329-1302384611386287248?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1302384611386287248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1302384611386287248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1302384611386287248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1302384611386287248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/01/thursdays-thought.html' title='THURSDAY&apos;S THOUGHT'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SW8-8KDwoiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4cE-s4fhBo0/s72-c/NaNa+Shoes+Emely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4911061291371075876</id><published>2009-01-12T09:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:09:22.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 -  A Year of Manifestation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SWyuUhQnA4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ozzueqYNIAs/s1600-h/my+faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290795329802142594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SWyuUhQnA4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ozzueqYNIAs/s200/my+faith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In December, I was really trying to gear up for the new year and to get some things in order for Faith With Heels. But on the inside, I kept thinking, am I touching anyone, am I reaching anyone, does anyone care? So 2009, with all of the excitement of birthing, made me depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at some numbers from the new email site, I found that the number of people who opened this email had dropped dramatically. That hurt. Then I had some financial concerns that were simmering on a back pot in my mind. I was working like a Hebrew slave with no bricks and going to school. I had had enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week following Christmas, I tried desperately to stay in bed. I didn't want anything or anyone to pull on me. I forsook my blog and gave out a minimal amount of virtue. I celebrated Christmas and New Year's with the excitement of a dental exam. I tried to block out anything that needed my attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God said not so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In January, I received two words of encouragement that has really confirmed that this is not about me. I have to continue to move and do what "Thus saith the Lord". &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please read the emails that I have attached in their entirety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Both of these women confirmed that it is only what you do for Christ that will last; that my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;labor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is not in vain. I am grateful to everyone who supports Faith With Heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear MiVida, I received your gift in the mail yesterday! What a joyful surprise! I kept wondering what &amp;amp; why you were sending something, and finally, your sweet note explained it. It was indeed a blessing to find a surprise in the mail, but even more, I'm blessed in knowing that God has joined our hearts together for this season. It amazes me to know that this could be possible when you're way over there and I'm way over here! Only our God could orchestrate such a thing! My 9 year old son was even surprised that a blogging friend would actually send me a gift. I explained that it was the work of our Lord and the only thing different about this friendship is the miles that are between us. We have a mighty God indeed, and I sure thank Him for you! I can sense your busyness lately. I want you to know that I am praying for you. I'm praying that God would protect you from the enemy's device of distraction, that God would pour out His rest, His peace, and His encouragement upon you, that you might be free to move ahead toward the vision He has placed within your heart! Thank you again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love,Bonnie Alvarado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hey Girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just stopped by to tell you about the bracelet, when I saw the award. Thank you so much. It may take a few days for me to post it on my blog because my daughter Zoie is still real sick.I wanted to stop by and tell you about the bracelet you sent while I had a second or two.When you got the bracelet for me God had a two plan use for it. One for me and Honey, that verse has been ringing in my ears and my heart is claiming it.The other reason was for my down spirited daughter Zoie. She has been sick with respiratory infections on and off since Thanksgiving. Now she has an unidentified virus infection that is causing severe hives and pleurisy.Her little nine year old spirit is down and she kept asking me why God would not heal her. She even begged Jesus to take her home during one of her itching and chest hurting attacks. She is convinced that the devil wants her dead! He does! But Jesus is bigger and it is His want that counts!When I read that verse on the bracelet...I knew God was sending that verse to Zoie.Then I notice that the bracelet could be adjusted to fit her little arm.So I put it on her and told her to give it back to me when she saw the promise on it fulfilled!It has helped. She reads it aloud several times a day and already I see her spirit changing.I just had to share with you the wonderful and marvelous way God has used you and this precious gift!I love you my friend May Jesus Himself return to you a hundred-fold the kindness and love you have shown to us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pamela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is time for me to keep my own words and Keep Walking. The birthing process has never been an easy one and the outcome far outweighs the pains endured during the process. My pit was only for a moment because I can see the rainbow behind the rain. Plus, when people like yourselves send prayers up on my behalf, it is always worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to everyone who reads, comments, forwards and blesses this endeavor. I am grateful that the Lord has given me this mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;This is my Faith Shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. Bonnie Alvarado is our first Thursday Thoughts writer. Please log on this Thursday January 15, 2009 to get her word of encouragement. Thanks Bonnie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-4911061291371075876?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4911061291371075876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4911061291371075876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4911061291371075876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4911061291371075876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-year-of-manifestation.html' title='2009 -  A Year of Manifestation'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SWyuUhQnA4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ozzueqYNIAs/s72-c/my+faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-5236821434365682197</id><published>2009-01-06T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:49:29.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SWN6-V6KrnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eIwOuvGsm-k/s1600-h/premio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288205598914686578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SWN6-V6KrnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eIwOuvGsm-k/s200/premio1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Bonnie at extendedhope.com for this award.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This award acknowledges the values that every blogger shows in his/her effort to transmit cultural, ethical, literary and personal values every day. I am truly honored to be a recipient!&lt;br /&gt;The rules to follow are:&lt;br /&gt;1) Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person that has granted the award and his or her blog link.&lt;br /&gt;2) Pass the award to 15 other blogs that are worthy of this acknowledgment. Remember to contact each of them to let them know they have been chosen for this award.&lt;br /&gt; I am now well-pleased to present the following blogs with this same award: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pamela at Pinkshoe Lady &lt;a href="http://pinkshoelady.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pinkshoelady.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T. Allen Mercado at Teanhoneybread &lt;a href="http://teanhoneybread.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://teanhoneybread.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry Tucker at Daryn Kagan.com &lt;a href="http://darynkagan.ning.com/profiles/blogs/everyone-is-talking-is-anyone"&gt;http://darynkagan.ning.com/profiles/blogs/everyone-is-talking-is-anyone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daryn Kagan at &lt;a href="http://darynkagan.ning.com/"&gt;http://darynkagan.ning.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren at Restored Designs &lt;a href="http://www.restored316designs.com/"&gt;http://www.restored316designs.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure there are more but this is my start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to all who have won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&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/3483477771862721329-5236821434365682197?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/5236821434365682197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=5236821434365682197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5236821434365682197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/5236821434365682197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-thank-you.html' title='Thank you, thank you!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SWN6-V6KrnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eIwOuvGsm-k/s72-c/premio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-162379245534553746</id><published>2008-12-29T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:18:37.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It GO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SVpzpuRSX4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/7eZumdBhgfw/s1600-h/Type+Z+-+Illusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285664273305067394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SVpzpuRSX4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/7eZumdBhgfw/s200/Type+Z+-+Illusion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but [this] one thing [I do], forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,: Philippians 3:13&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2009, it is so important that I no longer hold on to issues of the past (issues, drama, lies and disappointment.) 2008 and beyond has been very instrumental to my development and growth, yet it is time for me to move on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned that every experience is for my good and in knowing this I have become free to be me. This is only because I KNOW WHO I AM. I am true to me. This does not mean that I am better than anyone else it means that I am using wisdom, discernment, knowledge, understanding and instruction as tools to guide me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go means that although there haven been past hurts, they cannot be the dictator of my future. What did kill me has made me stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go doesn't mean totally forgetting but completely forgiving for my benefit and my relationships in the future. I cannot make your issues, my issues and if it happened, it should be a catalyst for change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go means finding other avenues for my personal expression and deliverance. i.e. my blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go means that walking alone is sometimes necessary to really know who I am. Sometimes I have to be alone to know that I am not alone. I have to hear my own voice and that's not such a bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go means no re-hashing the past, it happened learn from it, use it for positive fuel, not negative energy. What good comes from re-living the hurt? I have found that when I truly got over it, I did forget a lot of the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go means finding the good in each situation that is working together to make me all that God intends for me to be. Yes, I have been disappointed but from that disappointment, I have become better not bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go means releasing others from their pasts, their faults and looking at them with new eyes and allowing them to grow as I have grown. Although I still have to say "FOR REAL!?, I have come to realize that "But for the Grace of God, there go I".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting Go is letting God take control of things that I cannot change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not forgetting everything that has happened to me because it has made me grow stronger and wiser but I am forgiving all of it and LETTING IT GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya in the '09!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoes by Type Z ~ Illusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-162379245534553746?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/162379245534553746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=162379245534553746' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/162379245534553746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/162379245534553746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-go.html' title='Let It GO!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SVpzpuRSX4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/7eZumdBhgfw/s72-c/Type+Z+-+Illusion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-699569850213586892</id><published>2008-12-24T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:20:25.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Vida Loca! My Crazy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SVJqe7vJ_KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lSxwvJ_pxN0/s1600-h/083LANCERAS_medium_fr_Multi_Colour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283402392523111586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SVJqe7vJ_KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lSxwvJ_pxN0/s200/083LANCERAS_medium_fr_Multi_Colour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess What? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realized how crazy my life &lt;strong&gt;seems&lt;/strong&gt; until I began to tell other people about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a mission to do some awesome things with my life and I am trying to do it all in few hours. My goal is not to run myself ragged but to accomplish as much as I can and not to waste time. Although my pursuit may be admirable, it is not always so wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a glimpse. I am working a full time job, a part time job, going to school full time, and raising three children. Whew! I am not complaining but I am realizing that sometimes I can get out of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My full time job not only is my natural source of finance, it helps me to grow spiritually and stretches me mentally. My part time job puts me in touch with the world at large and allows me to extend kindness to others. My classes help me to learn more about my dreams and to gain knowledge that expands my mind. And my children, that's a mouth full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I feel that I have a lot going on, I know that God is orchestrating my life and that I must remain in tune with Him to know what He wants of me. Others looking in may see so much going on and even sympathize with all that needs to be done and I agree I am "doing the most", yet all things work together for the good of them that Love the Lord and those who are called according to His purpose. I have faith that I am in Love with Him and that He has called me according to His purpose, so this is working for my good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let the Lord know that tonight I will take some time for us, just He and I. I will use my time and efforts wisely. I will celebrate the birth, life, death and resurrection of the ONE who makes life worth living; the ONE who encourages me to go on and to do exploits because HE promised to give me the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day that we celebrate Him, in all of His glory. I am thankful to share my life with you all and my love for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Christmas and celebrate Him fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Jimmy Choo ~Lance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Celebration Shoe for Jesus!&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/3483477771862721329-699569850213586892?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/699569850213586892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=699569850213586892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/699569850213586892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/699569850213586892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/12/mi-vida-loca-my-crazy-life.html' title='Mi Vida Loca! My Crazy Life'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SVJqe7vJ_KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lSxwvJ_pxN0/s72-c/083LANCERAS_medium_fr_Multi_Colour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2171128632139631968</id><published>2008-12-16T08:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:52:58.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SUeyrY918oI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AHuY0SSU72k/s1600-h/shoes_iaec1106320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280385546621153922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SUeyrY918oI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AHuY0SSU72k/s200/shoes_iaec1106320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is going to be very short as the year end is shortly approaching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have approximately 15 days before 2009 officially begins. In this time, we must continue to seek the Lord for revelation of the promise(s) that He has for us. If we are aware of the purpose, then we must ask for direction, wisdom, and instruction so that we can accomplish His will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a person that has many ideas floating in my head, but have difficulty putting pen to paper, so to speak. I can see a thing, plan it and execute it but writing it is often a challenge. Go figure. I am working diligently on writing the vision and making it plain and I have 15 days to do so. I intend to have the plan to paper within the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look to do some exciting things in 2009 and without a vision it will perish. I have to take time to flesh out my vision and do some reality checks on what I intend to do. I will make that time work for me and not against me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God that He is so sweet and nudges gently in His coaxing and guiding. He lavishes us and sends to us people that support what we do, yet we must be doing something. Do not become paralyzed because you don't know where to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We CAN walk in Faith and we will be catalyst for change in 2009. I believe that we all have a mission that is greater than what we can see. So close your eyes and walk by Faith and not by sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-2171128632139631968?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2171128632139631968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2171128632139631968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2171128632139631968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2171128632139631968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-and-sweet.html' title='Short and Sweet'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SUeyrY918oI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AHuY0SSU72k/s72-c/shoes_iaec1106320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-3415388491171135705</id><published>2008-12-08T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:29:34.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of The Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ST3yb0YnkHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/uJF1Ej5scfs/s1600-h/Chinese+Laundry+Babe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277640898080378994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ST3yb0YnkHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/uJF1Ej5scfs/s200/Chinese+Laundry+Babe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmas as we celebrate it is just around the corner. We will be celebrating the birth of our Savior; born to set us free, deliver us from sin and to empower us to do great things. Over 2000 years ago, Mary birthed The Promise and through the Promise, we all have an opportunity to impact lives is a glorious way. He has given us the power to do exploits, to overcome huge obstacles and to live life abundantly. He is doing the same within us today. Read Luke Chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really do love this story because I see that the deliverer was birthed as promised and He did all the things that the Lord has commissioned Him to do. When He was finished, read all of the Gospels, we find that He left His disciples (those who follow) in charge of making sure that the Good News is spread and that Hope remains in the hearts of His people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the year closes, I reflect on the promises that the Lord has spoken to me. He promised that I would do exploits. I would do greater things. I would live abundantly. Today, I thought about my promises and realized that He is faithful and just. Everything that He has spoken to me has come to pass, so I AM exciting about those things that are yet to be revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being an expectant mother I realized that protecting and birthing a baby takes diligence on my part. I must watch what I eat, exercise properly, take your vitamins, get plenty of rest, get check-ups, get more rest and do everything in myr power to make sure that my baby will be healthy and full term. This goes on for nine months, until one day, I will know that it is time to push. The Holy Spirit will instinctively tell me when I am ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was about 9 months ago, when the enemy tried to discourage me and destroy my hope and passion to live life abundantly. On April 25, 2008, I was told that the place I called home, no longer wanted my family to reside there and my son was in some very serious trouble. Much like a lot of mothers, I didn't know at the time what the Lord was conceiving within me. I cried a lot, felt sick to my stomach, didn't want to get out of bed but this was just the "morning sickness" of it all. As time progressed and after several check-ups, I found that I was definitely pregnant with possibilities. "How Can I Walk In Faith...With THESE High Heels?!" was in the first trimester. I had many people fawning over my conception and my new little bump. During the second trimester, I announced that Faith With Heels was definitely underway. There was no denying that I was pregnant with a promise from the Lord. I didn't even know myself what He was doing and like many mothers begin talking all about my baby before it was fully developed. Had to stop that quickly and protect my little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I am in what I would like to think of as the last trimester of this process. The one were I am expectantly waiting to push. I am waiting for the contractions to begin. And trust me I have had some really tough fake ones (braxton-hicks). I thought it was time, but God keeps saying not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I know that what He has placed in me is going to help other women to realize that the Lord is on their side and that having Faith is more than just saying it, it is living it out loud. It is hoping against hope that God is right on the other side and refusing to let go, give up or even downright quit. Faith is more than Chapter 11 of Hebrews, it must become the very essence of your life. It must be the substance exuding from within you. Everyday that we live, we are given a little more Faith to carry us into the next. Each trial strengthens us and when we overcome, when have as part of our spoil a measure of Faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each week this month, I will challenge you to do something outside of your comfort zone. Last Monday, I asked each one of you to remember the dream that was birth in you. This week, each one of you to take some time and do something towards that dream. ~~I'll share mine with you. In an effort to get some recognition for Faith With Heels, I reached out to several local shoe store owners about partnering with me for a fabulous shoe event. I intend to continue to reach out and find others who will support my dream, those who do "AMEN!" and those who won't I bless and continue on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am waiting in expectancy to see what my baby will look like. I am glad to have women who are mid wiving me through this and telling me that the process is natural (and spiritual).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please let me know how your doing as you reach for your goals/dreams in Faith.  We are going to agree in prayer that everything that the Lord has placed within you shall be birthed out of you for His glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the meantime...Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Chinese Laundry ~ Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3483477771862721329-3415388491171135705?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3415388491171135705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=3415388491171135705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3415388491171135705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/3415388491171135705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/12/birth-of-promise.html' title='The Birth of The Promise'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/ST3yb0YnkHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/uJF1Ej5scfs/s72-c/Chinese+Laundry+Babe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8238167229021728053</id><published>2008-12-02T00:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:49:40.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End is Near</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/STTLFTeKAYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ObIPE1zp-o0/s1600-h/Michael+Kors+Bergen+Platform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275064355544236418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/STTLFTeKAYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ObIPE1zp-o0/s200/Michael+Kors+Bergen+Platform.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not predicting the "END", I am saying that 2008 is almost behind us. Today (actually yesterday) is December 1, 2008. 30 more days and it will be 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to 2009 with great anticipation and expectation. I am expecting to breakthrough some major barriers and to leap over some huge walls. I appreciated everything I learned in 2008 and have 30 days to reflect on the blessings of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that 2008, a year of new beginnings brought so much newness into our lives. We all should be able to see some type of growth and renewal in our lives at this point. I have several areas that God has stretched me and molded me. He has renewed my mind, my outlook and my dreams. He has given me an outlet to express my faith and to inspire you to have faith to do exploits. He has opened some doors and only He can close and closed some that He will not allow to be opened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I challenge each one of you today to take out a calendar and mark down one thing each day that the Lord has made new in your life this year. Start with December 1st and put something down that God has made new, renewed or made you grow. Put something that you were instructed to do and do it. Take a leap of faith and do that thing that you are not so sure of. If it is 30 days of prayer, do it. 30 days of fasting, I'll pray for you :))), etc.  I believe this challenge will make each of us really put some thought into our dreams and give thanks for the things He has done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful to each one of you for accepting these challenges and I want to hear some of your revelations this month. Let each of us know one thing that you are working on or that you have accomplished this year.  If you haven't started walking yet, don't give up a lot could be accomplished in 30 days. I am expecting to see a new you before 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strap on those heels, get out your pen and get to writing. Walk around and speak in faith what you are looking for next year. Visualize yourself in the new year and draw a picture in your mind, find a scripture that matches your dream/yourself and pray that the Lord births out of you what He has placed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited about what is about to happen before the year ends. Yes, the end is near but it is full of expectation of great things to come and 2009 is going to be a year of BIRTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-8238167229021728053?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8238167229021728053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8238167229021728053' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8238167229021728053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8238167229021728053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-is-near.html' title='The End is Near'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/STTLFTeKAYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ObIPE1zp-o0/s72-c/Michael+Kors+Bergen+Platform.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8692987070556377007</id><published>2008-11-25T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:18:39.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winners ARE........</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much for participating in the Faith With Heels Give A Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winners of the posts are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Joke ~ Tyre Thornton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Covers ~ Beautiforashes &amp;amp; Forgiveness=Blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please email me at &lt;a href="mailto:faithwithheels@gmail.com"&gt;faithwithheels@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; with your shoe sizes and I will email you pictures of the shoes/boots in those sizes.  This will be first come/ first serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for supporting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-8692987070556377007?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8692987070556377007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8692987070556377007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8692987070556377007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8692987070556377007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-winners-are.html' title='And the Winners ARE........'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1224226725489265783</id><published>2008-11-24T23:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:52:43.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Say.....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SSuERZluh9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ou4-kSgEsmY/s1600-h/Steve+Madden+-+Sumee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272453223229065170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SSuERZluh9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ou4-kSgEsmY/s200/Steve+Madden+-+Sumee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year has been a season of change, growth and personal reflection. I have learned a lot about this life and the Life. My life has evolved and changed in just a few months, and I am thankful that the Lord has placed me on this journey. My challenge is to make sure that I learn all that is before me and to use it to propel me to my destiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that I am not alone as I walk in purpose and look forward to seeing the manifested dreams that He has placed within each one of us. Along this path, I have had to let go of some things that were not conducive to me becoming all that the Lord would have me to be. I have shed some baggage that has held me back, slowed me down and hindered my progress. I refuse to see the negative as a blockade, but will use it to help me rise a little higher. That stumbling block will be my stepping stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful to every person who has logged on this blog and has encouraged me to do what I do. As you read my thoughts and inspirations from the Lord, I constantly ask Him to deposit in me words of Life and liberty. I am often amazed at what is written as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is truly a wonderful experience to read testimonies, stories and word of life from each one of you. I know that many of you have had trials that would have taken the average person out, but you overcame and your faith was so strong that you did not stagger at the promise in unbelief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I applaud each one of you for your courage, honor and strength to be transparent. I am grateful that you are supportive of me and encouraging me to go on. I appreciate your words of life and the love I feel when I read your comments and thoughts on how to make this blog better. I Thank you for being my sister, friend, and confidant in the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am like a child who has been reminded:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Do YOU say......?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Say "THANK YOU".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many ways to do something for someone else as a way of showing your gratitude for all that the Lord has given unto you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This Thanksgiving Holiday, say thank you with a sincere heart. Tell others why you are thankful for them. Say Thank you to the bank teller, the cashier and the paperboy. Do something that shows your thanks to someone outside of your immediate circle of family and friends. Bake a cake for your neighbor, write a thank you note to someone who has blessed or helped you, visit the hospital or homeless shelter and give your time, just to say thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking and Much Thanksgiving LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoes by Steve Madden ~Sumee&lt;/div&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;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/3483477771862721329-1224226725489265783?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1224226725489265783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1224226725489265783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1224226725489265783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1224226725489265783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-say.html' title='What Do You Say.....?'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SSuERZluh9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ou4-kSgEsmY/s72-c/Steve+Madden+-+Sumee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-664858431351093500</id><published>2008-11-18T00:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:33:36.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SSJhLZa2f-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/WQTESlQ9Faw/s1600-h/Highest+Heel+-+Audrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269881362406866914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SSJhLZa2f-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/WQTESlQ9Faw/s200/Highest+Heel+-+Audrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 John 5:4 ~~ For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.&lt;/div&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;I am an overcomer. I'll say it again, I AM AN OVERCOMER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I became a child of Christ, I wanted to be sold out to him and desperately wanted to be more like Him, yet I found that I had some huge obstacles to overcome. Namely myself. I couldn't forgive me. I wouldn't forgive me. I couldn't understand why He wanted to love me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the hardest things that I struggled with was letting go of my past and moving closer to Jesus and the pardoning of my sins; putting the baggage on the curb and driving away, without looking back. Yes, my past is there but only to remind me that there God is so forgiving and so loving that He would allow me an opportunity to be called His. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to overcome some things that only I held on to. I had to release all the hurt and unforgiveness and embrace Jesus more and more. I had to see myself in a whole new light and become more positive in my outlook on things. I had to let a lot of people be themselves but I also have to be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord promises me that when I became born of HIM that I had victory. Automatically, Immediately and definitely. I had to really activate some so Great Faith and believe truly that He had thrown all of that mess in the trash. He says that as far as the east is from the west, that is how far he has removed our transgressions from us. Hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If God, who so loved the world, forgives me, who am I to argue? I forgive me too. I didn't forget, but I do forgive. I remember that He is in control of my life and has given me peace that passes all understanding. I can rest in Him and wait for His guidance and direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overcoming an issue is like putting down a bag of rocks. When the weight of the issue is let go, you realize the freedom. You realize how heavy the bag was. And you dare not pick it up again. Finally, you can walk in Faith, with those Heels on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, start putting down some of those bags, drive away from the curb and don't you dare look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&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;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies, this week I want to give out two pair of shoes/boots. Please vote for your favorite suggestion under "NO JOKE" and your favorite comment under "LOVE COVERS". Thanks for participating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-664858431351093500?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/664858431351093500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=664858431351093500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/664858431351093500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/664858431351093500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/11/overcoming.html' title='Overcoming'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SSJhLZa2f-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/WQTESlQ9Faw/s72-c/Highest+Heel+-+Audrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1807903350958363878</id><published>2008-11-12T19:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:04:42.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Joke</title><content type='html'>Hey Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Joke, I need your help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked for some outside help on this give a way project.  I am trying to come up with a good way of doing this.  Whoever comes up with the best idea gets a pair&lt;img class="gl_spell" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;.  I have sizes 7 through 11.  I have shoes and boots (not the winter kind, the dress-up kind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me a comment on the blog with your suggestion or comment on Monday, November 10, 2008's post.  Two pair will be given away next Tuesday, November 18, 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss out on free shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-1807903350958363878?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1807903350958363878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1807903350958363878' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1807903350958363878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1807903350958363878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-joke.html' title='No Joke'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1889920195134327330</id><published>2008-11-10T22:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:36:49.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRkGToZ32pI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3u-qwuuCJl8/s1600-h/Carlos+Santana+-+Excel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267248173519723154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRkGToZ32pI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3u-qwuuCJl8/s200/Carlos+Santana+-+Excel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Love covers a multitude of sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(And plenty other things too.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It was Love that took on all of our sins, died on a cross and rose that we might not feel the sting of death. It was Love that took all of our mess and threw it in the lake of forgetfulness, never to be replayed or rehashed at random. It was Love that showed Himself strong against the temptation of the enemy as an example to us that we may also resist temptation. It is Love that looks waaaayyyyy past &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;our faults and saw &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of our needs. It is Love blessing us. It is Love showing us the way to love someone else. It is Love covering us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This is a huge challenge for all of God's people; to be the first to give Love and to use Love as a blanket to cover our brothers and sisters. Sometimes things hurt us so badly that it is hard to see past the initial hurt and see the Love, but it is there. Sometimes you have to look way deep down inside to see the it, but it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; there. I have experienced times where I have not been so forgiving or loving because of the pain. But Love still covered me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;I thank God that He is so forgiving and forgetting when it comes to areas where I may fall short. Sometimes I forget how much He has forgiven me. However, He usually gently reminds me, "But for the grace of God, there go I."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I am learning that it is through my Faith in Christ that I have been forgiven, that grace abounds for each of us and that I must used all of my words in wisdom to be a blessing to you. I must cover you because I am being covered. Now I am not talking about hiding sin or allowing it to run rampant. Trust me, if you need correction, correction you will receive. But I am talking about non-sin issues, issues of everyday life, those things that are not unto death. I am talking about having each others back, especially when we are falling short or have some shortcomings; encouraging each other to move forward, press on, to try harder and to be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;From this point on, I must remember to remember all that He has done for me. I must extend to my brothers and sisters the same grace that God has given me. I must extend my hand to help and not use my words to hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My opportunity comes everyday when I wake up. "Brand new mercies I see, Great is His Faithfulness, unto me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sisters, take some time and remember to forgive: the hurts, the pain, the hard times, the lies, the discouragement, etc. Chose to celebrate, congratulate, and participate in the lives of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Love is always covering us, even when we forget to cover each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Shoes by Highest Heel ~ Audrey&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/3483477771862721329-1889920195134327330?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1889920195134327330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1889920195134327330' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1889920195134327330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1889920195134327330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-covers.html' title='Love Covers'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRkGToZ32pI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3u-qwuuCJl8/s72-c/Carlos+Santana+-+Excel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4298960295104709325</id><published>2008-11-04T11:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:55:57.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCN66ozALI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_vV-RPPMPFU/s1600-h/javea_95_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264864007708410034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCN66ozALI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_vV-RPPMPFU/s200/javea_95_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCNySQEDbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bs9V-r1vcEk/s1600-h/26_froseba_14_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264863859428298162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCNySQEDbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bs9V-r1vcEk/s200/26_froseba_14_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCNjhR6uHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uwpnlkMbPWA/s1600-h/luik_32_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264863605764569202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCNjhR6uHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uwpnlkMbPWA/s200/luik_32_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Hey Ladies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Don't worry, I am still here. I purposely waited until today to post. This is a day of musing, reflecting, and thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Isaiah 42:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Behold, the former things are come to pass and new things do I declare: before they spring forth I tell you of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday, "All my troubles seemed so far away." Yesterday was full of fun and freedom. Last night as I reflected on the day, I realized that each day is a gift and treasure. That all the troubles of the day before are gone and new hope and expectation for tomorrow is coming. I was able to relax and enjoy what HE has given to me and to get all of the joy out of it. The things that did not go well, "Oh Well", they are over now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Here's my list of activities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Tried to sleep in, that didn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Rejoiced with my sister in law over her new home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Had lunch, the salad was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Went to class, got an A on my quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Made good on a promise to my daughter to go to the movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Laughed real hard in the show, ate the popcorn with the fake butter (again).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Cooked a real dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Took a long hot quiet, no kids at the door shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Read one chapter of my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Let the T.V. watch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Slept well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1Samuel 12:16 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now therefore stand and see this great thing, which the Lord will do before your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I expect great things from the Lord today. Well, He promised it. I look forward to seeing what He has in store for me. God is unfolding Himself at this very hour; giving me revelation of things to come and what He is doing in the future. I am standing still to see the goodness of the Lord. I am appreciating all the things that He has lined up for me. I know He is doing it. And I am going to receive it. I am rejoicing over it and I am using this time just to bless Him. I am not wrapped up in this election, cause He is still my God and in control. I am not worried about finances, because He owns the cattle upon a thousand hills. He has given me the power to get wealth and He has all things in His hands. I choose to enjoy today; to speak well of it, to be grateful for the sun, rain, sleet or hail. I thank God I can see it, hear the sounds of it and feel the heat of the sun or the cool of the rain. I expect to see the manifested blessings only He can bring. He may send you to bring them but it is through Him that we live, move and have our being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I thank Him today for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Health, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Children, My Husband (that which was and is to come), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Joy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Peace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Goodness, Mercy, Kindness, Manifestations, Power, Liberty, Patience, Knowledge, Wisdom, Humility, Grace and For Him being so gracious to us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;James 4:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appeareth&lt;/span&gt; for a little time, and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vanisheth&lt;/span&gt; away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I can't even begin to describe tomorrow. It could be easy or it could be rough. It could be....? Yet there is one thing that I know is true, it belongs to God. He knows what shall take place on tomorrow. He knows who will be President and He also knows that He IS King. I don't have to fret about any bills, any issues or any drama because it may or may not come. I will not expend energy, time or valuable brain cells on the future issues or causes that may arise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I will be excited about what is to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I will be in expectation of great things. I will rejoice in the Lord. I will give Him all praise, for this is the day that He has made. I will sing His Praises. I will not be stressed or in some mess. I will not be a victim but victorious. I will shout unto the Lord. I will speak well of Him and everyone. I will not succumb to the cares of this life. I will see the manifestation of His goodness. I will pray for you, me and the world. I will thank Him for a new day, new mercies and new blessings. I will look to the hills. I will be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Have a blessed, prosperous and Faith filled day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Keep Walking even with THOSE heels ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-4298960295104709325?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4298960295104709325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4298960295104709325' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4298960295104709325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4298960295104709325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SRCN66ozALI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_vV-RPPMPFU/s72-c/javea_95_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4728202109363025418</id><published>2008-10-31T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:12:22.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Winner Is.....</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Stiletto's for the Christine &amp;amp; Kelly Pumps.  They are truly a steppin out shoe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I realized some flaws in my shoe give a way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  I can't add people after someone has voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  I need to institute some type of contests as well as comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I need to make it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to shoes, I will be giving away other shoe items. As well as anything I find with the word Faith on it.  Stay tuned and tell your peeps about this.  It is "FOR REAL"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-4728202109363025418?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4728202109363025418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4728202109363025418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4728202109363025418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4728202109363025418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-winner-is_31.html' title='And The Winner Is.....'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-216777481284230773</id><published>2008-10-27T22:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:16:48.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR REAL?!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SQZ-a2mFB7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zGWgha5cuUQ/s1600-h/LOLLAA+-+Steve+Madden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262032214425929650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SQZ-a2mFB7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zGWgha5cuUQ/s200/LOLLAA+-+Steve+Madden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I have got to say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FOR REAL?"!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oprah has "Ah Hah!" I have "FOR REAL?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you step over a puddle, you realize you are in the middle of the ocean. And you can quote me on this one. It is not that I expect to sail through life care free and that everything will be so easy. It is just that I want, need, and really deserve a break. I shouldn't say deserve, but desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for me to list these moments, without totally exposing some of the culprits, but you know who you are. And to you I say, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FOR REAL?!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in my life when I really don't understand what people don't get. I guess that because I am Christian, because I have been changed, because I am maturing and because I don't carry a gun, that gives you authority to do, say or treat me any kind of way. Not so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surely a child of God and know that I have been brought out of darkness, into His light. And since He has been so gracious to me, I must extend that grace to you. It is only fair. Because I do not yell, scream and fight like I used to, doesn't mean I won't go to war (in the spirit, of course). I will cry out to God on behalf of both you and me. And because I have grown; spiritually and naturally means that God is truly doing a work in me and that I must understand that you are a work too. And even though I don't have a permit to carry a concealed weapon because of the Blood of Jesus over my life I am still packing (the HOLY GHOST, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly amazing to me when I look back and realize that my reaction to the some things do not affect me in the same manner. I believe it is because I have Faith in God and I know without a doubt that since He has called me to do His will, that things won't be easy. Wearing 4 inch heels is difficult enough on dry land, try it when you are stepping out of the boat and walking water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I am in this place at this time in Mi Vida (my life). A time when I can see the storm, step out of the boat and DARE to walk on water. I have not always been here. I have not always felt confident enough to do something so radical. I have not always felt the love of others, probably cause I didn't love me enough to demand better. I have not always been so open and honest, for fear of losing someone. I have not always been so generous, because of what it would cost me. The Bible states that "Perfect love casts out all fear". I believe that although I am not perfect, I can have and experience "Perfect Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who still don't get it, I will still say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"FOR REAL?!"&lt;/span&gt; but I will take the time to enlighten you. I will share my thoughts and feelings with you. I will still love and support you. I will still be a shoulder to cry on, but you might hear me whisper, "For Real?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My Life is Golden!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes Steve Madden ~ LOLLAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-216777481284230773?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/216777481284230773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=216777481284230773' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/216777481284230773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/216777481284230773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-real.html' title='FOR REAL?!!!!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SQZ-a2mFB7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zGWgha5cuUQ/s72-c/LOLLAA+-+Steve+Madden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6804276343472663839</id><published>2008-10-21T08:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:40:28.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bid Me To Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SP3ZaTJ6c7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/4tHU6fB79tw/s1600-h/Guess+-+Carrielee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259598985680286642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SP3ZaTJ6c7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/4tHU6fB79tw/s200/Guess+-+Carrielee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS! (My computer or my fingers have a mind of their own). I posted a blog with no writing.&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;On Friday night, I experienced my own personal breaking. I am sharing this with you because I believe that many of us are experiencing the same thing. I had to admit to God that I am afraid to walk on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding that writing this blog each week is therapeutic. Although, it is scary to do something that exposes your inner thoughts and feelings and allows others to scrutinize what you say or think. I do want to be pleasing to the Father and even when I am unsure of how it translates to the brethern (sisteren), I must be about my Father's business. My goal is to let others know that it is okay to be you. In the past five years, I have learned that no matter what anyone else says or thinks about me, they have not had to live, think or breathe in my shoes. Their experiences may have mirrored or been similar to mine, but we all have to make our own choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had people say that they have read the blog and it is "interesting". Well the only thing that I can say is "I guess, I am "interesting" too", because it is about me. That is the only person that I have authority to expose. I have to understand that when you put yourself in a position of scrutiny, you will be scrutinized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, my cousin gave me the book, "If you want to walk on water, You've got to get out of the boat", by John Ortberg. I have read it front to back two times. This weekend, I read the passages about Peter walking on the water. And I am now finding that it is time to get out of the boat. He is bidding me to come. Just like Peter, I am sure that it is Him but I keep saying, If it is you Lord, command me to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to continue to do the things that I know will be helpful to someone else. I keep hearing "Fear not", but that just strikes up more fear. Why is God telling me not to fear? Because in saying that, there must be something to be afraid of. Am I afraid of failing, am I afraid of succeeding, am I afraid of what someone else thinks, am I afraid of what it will cost me, am I afraid of the sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of testing. I have to do some hard things right now. I have to set goals, WRITE THEM DOWN, get out of the boat and WALK ON WATER. In this season of my life, I will have to really rely on God to order my steps and to keep me under the shadow of His wings. I expect great things in the season and as He bids me to come, I must be obedient to His command. I must trust that He knows exactly what I need and shall supply it in that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each one of you, there is something that is calling you higher. Please take the first step and get out of the boat. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Even the longest journey must begin where you stand." (Michael Moncur, 9/1/04)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(When I am tried in the fire, I shall come out as pure gold!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Guess ~ Carrieelee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-6804276343472663839?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6804276343472663839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6804276343472663839' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6804276343472663839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6804276343472663839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Bid Me To Come'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SP3ZaTJ6c7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/4tHU6fB79tw/s72-c/Guess+-+Carrielee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8169611685684510620</id><published>2008-10-15T22:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:44:39.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner IS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPaqj5K-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/wdswkQoVx6o/s1600-h/Pierre+Dumas+-+Marcella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257577148620635090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPaqj5K-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/wdswkQoVx6o/s200/Pierre+Dumas+-+Marcella.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to A Work in Progress.... Cheronda White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have won the Pierra Dumas Marcella's Size 8 1/2. I will make sure that you get this on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Walking in Your New Faith Shoes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3483477771862721329-8169611685684510620?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8169611685684510620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8169611685684510620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8169611685684510620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8169611685684510620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner IS.....'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPaqj5K-e9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/wdswkQoVx6o/s72-c/Pierre+Dumas+-+Marcella.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2058242342841756521</id><published>2008-10-14T08:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:54:53.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booster Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPSWHyo5X8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/kwThcAqrOtA/s1600-h/silao_95_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256991725644767170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="132" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPSWHyo5X8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/kwThcAqrOtA/s200/silao_95_2.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPSWAOVHE0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/QigR9Dq0NfI/s1600-h/silao_95_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I have to take my daughter to the doctor for her check-up and possibly some booster shots. Most of us remember a children going to the doctor every so often to get another shot to help protect us for dreaded diseases. These shots were designed to work with the original shot and help booster the protection that was already given unto us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today, I need a booster shot of Faith. It is not that I am staggering or wavering in the belief of the promise, I just feel like I need more. I take today's example from the apostles, who asked the Lord to "Increase OUR Faith." They didn't lack faith they just wanted more Faith to help them accomplish the goals that were set before them. Again this is not Bible study, but my life in stereo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that God has some wonderful and precious promises before me. It just seems extremely hard to keep my focus. I have been assured that God is working everything out and that I must wait patiently to obtain the prize. Receiving a personal word from the Lord is awesome because it helps me to be assured that I am on the right path. But if you know me, you know that I am a doer and I need to get it done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord is teaching me to be patient and be still. I read a devotion the other day and it talked about making our hearts to sit still. This devotion was so on time because in my heart was racing, thinking about what I wanted to accomplish and by what time. I began to faint in my heart because all of those deadlines are passing. The writer said that "If we faint not at the promises, but believe in our hearts, patiently waiting for God to line up everything we will need, He will do just what he promised".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is what I shall do. In the midst of praising Him for everything (because this is my month of praise), I will begin to still my heart and wait on Him. God has made everything good in His time. I believe that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt; es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oro&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Life is Golden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Shoes by Aldo ~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Silao&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3483477771862721329-2058242342841756521?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2058242342841756521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2058242342841756521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2058242342841756521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2058242342841756521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/10/booster-shots.html' title='Booster Shots'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SPSWHyo5X8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/kwThcAqrOtA/s72-c/silao_95_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6258357368613566304</id><published>2008-10-06T22:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:21:15.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abundant In Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SOrZTpjVanI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3vIUZy9iN8Y/s1600-h/Guess+-+Nevel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254250846875904626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SOrZTpjVanI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3vIUZy9iN8Y/s200/Guess+-+Nevel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rooted and built up in him, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stablished&lt;/span&gt; in the faith, as ye have been taught, &lt;strong&gt;abounding therein with thanksgiving.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 2:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for His abundance of Faith, Grace and Glory. I am so excited that God is moving with such intensity and force. He is showing Himself strong and giving power to His sons and daughters that we may stand. It is so important that we take time each day to read something from the Word of God. Mediate on what we have read and then apply it in our lives. We have to begin to praise Him for the things that have manifested and those things to yet come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Lord has given us His word. Our job is to take that word, deposit in our hearts, minds and spirits. The Word of God will help us in our times of testing and trial. It will deliver us and quench the fiery darts. It will expose those things that are not like Him and help us to praise Him for the goodness that He gives unto us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each week, I sit under men and women of God, who take God's word and work seriously. Their labor in the Word of God so that the Kingdom be built. I do not take it lightly the labor of love that these individuals pour out each week. I have been taught so much Word that it would be very hard for me to deny that He is the Christ. I desire that God's word abide within me and that I can use that word to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preserve&lt;/span&gt; me in the time of trouble. I can use that word to help someone else. I can stand on God's word as the truth for my life. This is not always as easy as it sounds, but it is necessary for me to be able to encourage others to be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I strive to praise God for who He is not what He can give. I strive to increase my faith by believing that God is my source, my provider, my friend, my comforter, my healer (naturally and emotionally), and most of all my Savior. This is the season that God IS pouring out His blessings and manifesting promises in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I intend to continue to bless the Lord and to praise Him. In the darkest of hours, the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unsurest&lt;/span&gt; of times and in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deepest&lt;/span&gt; of pits, He still deserves all the praise. I really want each one of you who read this blog post this week, to take a few minutes praise Him, thank Him and tell someone else about Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the weeks unfold, I will begin to share some of the revelations and manifestations of God's promises in Mi Vida (my life). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MiVida&lt;/span&gt; es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Oro&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(When I am tried in the fire, I shall come out as pure gold!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week begins the "IF the Shoe Fits.... give-a-way. Leave a comment of the Blog site. At the end of the blog, there is a comment button. Post your comment and type in the code given and use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt;, if you don't have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;log in&lt;/span&gt;. The stipulation is that you must leave your name and comment on the blog and email me at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:faithwithheels@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faithwithheels@gmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Each comment will be entered into the give-a-way. There will be poll posted for the best comment and you will receive the shoes. How easy is that? Leave a comment and win shoes.  The shoes are located under the "If the Shoe Fits..." to the right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&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/3483477771862721329-6258357368613566304?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6258357368613566304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6258357368613566304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6258357368613566304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6258357368613566304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/10/abundant-in-faith.html' title='Abundant In Faith'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SOrZTpjVanI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3vIUZy9iN8Y/s72-c/Guess+-+Nevel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1903769669740988330</id><published>2008-09-30T07:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:20:03.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SOIRwTCAbOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f8jSuhNY0lw/s1600-h/Kate+Spade+-+Lucie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251779636907502818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SOIRwTCAbOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f8jSuhNY0lw/s200/Kate+Spade+-+Lucie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week my Pastor, Joseph Hewitt, gave us a very important revelation about our situations. He stated that most issues could be summed up like this - Problem, Praise, Promise. We first have a problem, but if we continue to praise Him, we will receive the promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I experienced this first hand on yesterday. I was so focused on my problem that I forgot to praise God and forgot about the promise. God is not slack concerning His promises towards us. We become slack when God is not moving with the urgency we feel we deserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to take some time out yesterday, right in my living room and jump, shout and thank Him for the promises He has revealed unto me. I had to thank Him for my home, my children, my job and my life. I had to give up much praise for He is His good and His mercy endures forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that problems are a way of moving us into our destiny and propeling us to do something else to reach our goals. I can't continue to complain about a situation, but do nothing to make it better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am looking to experience an exceeding, abuntant life because He came that I might have life and that more abuntantly. My goal for the Month of October is to praise Him with all that is within me. To give glory to the one who has given me life. To look to the hills, from which comes my help. To believe to see the goodness of the Lord. To Walk IN FAITH, with these heels on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking, you are almost there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Boots By Kate Spade ~ Lucie)&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/3483477771862721329-1903769669740988330?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1903769669740988330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1903769669740988330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1903769669740988330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1903769669740988330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/09/praise-break.html' title='Praise Break'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SOIRwTCAbOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f8jSuhNY0lw/s72-c/Kate+Spade+-+Lucie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-6513297628430973590</id><published>2008-09-22T23:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:08:15.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing In Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SNhuOgV_kqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9vRA5YBFFQA/s1600-h/Sashay+-+S+Weitzman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249066561179718306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SNhuOgV_kqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9vRA5YBFFQA/s200/Sashay+-+S+Weitzman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I heard a song that has become very poignant in my life. It is "Hide Me" by Kirk Franklin. Yeah, yeah, Kirk Franklin. This song talks about how storms make our faith grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I listen to the words of this song I appreciate the trials of life, I don't like them but it helps me to understand it better by and by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have added it to my play list and hope you will be able to hear it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chorus of this song says "Hide me, let me live behind You. Hide me, cause I need shelter from the rain. Remind me, the only way my faith can grow is when You let Your winds blow, Your making me stronger now, Rain don't go away." Now realistically none of us ask for the storms, the wind and the rain, but if it is designed to make us grow, stronger or better it is working for our good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is always hard for me to remain calm, cool and collected when everything around me seems to be tossed and turned, but Jesus always has to remind me that He is with me. Like to apostles in Mark 4:37-41, I get nervous when the boat gets to rocking and Jesus is resting. Because I like to have an idea of what's next, I have a hard time, when Jesus isn't answering me immediately or specifically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Him recently to do some things that were not hard but specific for me. It seems I am always asking God to show me that He is with me and He did. Now it is time for me to keep my end of the deal. I have to get out of the boat and start walking on water. Yikes!!! I still not too sure of the direction, yet I hear Him saying "Come."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God, I have on these heels, how can I walk in Faith? He said one step at a time. So I am taking it day by day. Step by Step and growing from Faith to Faith. I often have to ask God to hide me and let me live behind him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some challenges I have had to face head on, but God is so gracious to me that He is my covering when things get too hard for me. When I feel unprotected and vulnerable to the world, He is always supportive, comforting and nurturing to me. He sends His word, His children and His grace my way each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am in one of those dry places, He send someone with water to help me make it through. When I am lonely, someone calls to connect with me. When I a blue, He sends the rest of the rainbow to cheer me up. I believe we serve an Faithful God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do need God to hide me and cover me, and I do enjoy each moment of it. I encourage you to ask God to do the same for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My Life is Golden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Stuart Weitzman ~Sashay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Please forgive the text, it keeps running together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Plus it's after midnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-6513297628430973590?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6513297628430973590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=6513297628430973590' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6513297628430973590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/6513297628430973590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/09/growing-in-faith.html' title='Growing In Faith'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SNhuOgV_kqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9vRA5YBFFQA/s72-c/Sashay+-+S+Weitzman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8624809210920677350</id><published>2008-09-15T21:05:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:46:26.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SM8PHyqVWQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WLte4fPP1WQ/s1600-h/steve+madden+midory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246428717442750722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SM8PHyqVWQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WLte4fPP1WQ/s200/steve+madden+midory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This month I have determined that I am going to push past all obstacles, distractions, disappointments, discouragements, discomforts, financial lack and even my own doubts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Word of the Lord is so vibrant and strong that it continues to encourage me and keep me on track. I am pursuing my dreams with much passion. They may change as I evolve, but they will continue to be my dreams. I learned a valuable lesson for my life (MiVida) this year, that I am the only one who can place limits on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fear and doubt has always kept me from moving towards my goals. I have been afraid to step out of the boat and dare to walk on water. I have been afraid of what others would think of me. I have been afraid of being disappointed. I have been afraid of how I am received or perceived. I have doubted my own ability. I have been doubted. But the buck stops here! I have decided that I refuse to be afraid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Monday, I place a post on this blog. However, before I do so, I ask the Lord what I should say. What is important to me? What is important to you? And how to express those feelings, thoughts and emotions into something of value. I believe that the only thing that is important right now is to shed all of the pomp and circumstance and just be me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you see is what you get. Although, I strive to do better, be better and learn as much as I can. I am a work in progress and I like it. I am grateful that I have those who are in my corner, on my side, correcting me and cheering me on, yet if they all went away I still have to please God. I read in the Bible today, Romans 3:3 "For what if some did not believe? shall their unbelief make the faith of God without effect?" This passage is talking about an inward and outward change in the Jews through circumcision, and I believe that it is relevant to my life. What if some don't believe, does that may God's Word ineffective? Does the work that God has completed in my life become void because someone else doesn't believe in me? It is important that we know that we have been changed and that God IS doing the work in us. That is what makes the difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found that so many people of God have so little faith, when we as God's children should be those with the greatest faith of all. We are quick to see and say the negative and are surprised at the positive. I often here people of God say "That will never happen for me" and guess what? It won't. I choose to say the opposite. I have so great faith, that God will supply all of my needs according to His riches in glory, that I have all that I need and more. I have so great faith that He loves me so much that although the young lions will suffer lack, because I seek Him I will not want any good thing. (Psalms 34:10) Last week, I was instructed to state out loud that "I am not participating in the recession." (I even told my checkbook that we were not going to participate this year.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this point on, I am using all of the energy that used to consume me and cause me to worry, murmur, complain and be frustrated toward reaching my goals. Therefore, based on past history, I should reach my goals in no time :))) I encourage you to do the same. The same energy that you would use to talk about the situation, use it towards your dream. Use what may have been negative and make it positive. All of the no's should make you strive for a yes, all of the closed doors should make you search hard for the open one and all of the naysayers should make you surround yourself with only the positive and focused people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I see dreams coming to life. I see you pursuing your dreams with fervency, passion and drive. I see us pressing past the obstacles and running after our dreams. Never forget that you are a daughter of the King and royalty has privileges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de Oro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My Life is Golden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Steve Madden ~ Midory&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-8624809210920677350?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8624809210920677350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8624809210920677350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8624809210920677350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8624809210920677350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-in-my-way.html' title='On My Way'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SM8PHyqVWQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WLte4fPP1WQ/s72-c/steve+madden+midory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-8682435791653294998</id><published>2008-09-08T00:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:14:12.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIDNIGHT PRAISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SMSuKbaZ5LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/u82INAshL5o/s1600-h/Joan+%26+David+Letter+Bootie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243507360346530994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SMSuKbaZ5LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/u82INAshL5o/s200/Joan+%26+David+Letter+Bootie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I thank my God, making mention of thee always in my prayers, Hearing of thy love and FAITH, which thou hast toward the Lord Jesus and toward all saints; That the communication of thy FAITH may become effectual by the acknowledging of every good thing which is in you in Christ Jesus. For WE HAVE GREAT JOY and consolation in thy love, because of the bowels of the saints are refreshed by thee, brother. Philemon 4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This morning I have a midnight praise. I started writing this post at midnight tonight. I spent the entire day with Jesus. And Wow! We had a great time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God in His infinite wisdom, love and power has lavished His love upon me. He wants to do the same for you. He is moving powerfully through the Body and preparing us for a change. There is a new direction that we each must take. We must change our directions, our garments, our spoken words and give up some things in order to truly be ready for His call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are so many things that could be happening to us right now, BUT GOD. He has chosen to give you the best part. He orchestrates our lives so perfectly that even the bad is good. He confirms His words and reaffirms our hearts to let us know that He hears us and He knows what He is doing in us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am soooo full right now. God gave me extra portions this weekend. He fed me His Word through His people and confirmed His direction in my life. What He didn't do was give me a map, an instruction manual or a compass. He gave me more of Himself. He spoke the Word to me and told me to do exploits. He guided me in the right direction at the right time to hear from Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am rejoicing. I am praising God for me, for you and for us. I am so full of joy over the promises that are coming to pass. I pray that my communication of FAITH become effectual in each one of you by acknowledging every, and I mean every, good thing that is in you through Christ Jesus. God is calling us to rejoice in love with one another and share that Love and FAITH with another. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I expect to see each one of you rejoicing for what is to come. Get that thing in your mind, whatever it may be, and praise HIM for it now. I mean really praise HIM! Open your mouth, speak life into it, bless Him for it, use the scriptures over it, refuse to let it go and watch God manifest in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This morning, I have a Midnight Praise. Continue to pray for me as I pray to Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MiVida&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Shoes by Joan &amp;amp; David)&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-8682435791653294998?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8682435791653294998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=8682435791653294998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8682435791653294998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/8682435791653294998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/09/midnight-praise.html' title='MIDNIGHT PRAISE'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SMSuKbaZ5LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/u82INAshL5o/s72-c/Joan+%26+David+Letter+Bootie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-2771401912886552291</id><published>2008-09-01T22:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:41:49.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SLyloccweRI/AAAAAAAAADw/3uL833GLJNI/s1600-h/Christian+Louboutin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241246180602575122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SLyloccweRI/AAAAAAAAADw/3uL833GLJNI/s200/Christian+Louboutin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever a woman thinks of Labor, whether she has children or not, it is usually in the context of giving birth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well ladies, today was Labor Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside each of us is a dream waiting to be fulfilled. There are things that only you can do. I don't care who else has opportunity, privilege or drive, there are things that God has given to you to do and only you can accomplish them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a day of birthing. Manifesting those desires that were placed within in you before you were conceived. I know some wonderful women, who are talented, gifted and anointed to do only what they do best. God has blessed me to be surrounded by His daughters, who have talents and gifts that are without compare. In my life there are hairstylists, event planners, engineers, beauty consultants, makeup artists, therapists, wives, mothers, anointed preachers, teachers, mentors, designers and daughters, who bless me each time we meet. I appreciate the value that they add to my life and the encouragement that they deposit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each one of these ladies have been more than just a shoulder to cry on, they help me to continue to push, because I have to birth this baby! They see the vision and continue to help me to stay on track. To push past the obstacles and to jump over the hurdles. Each time I reach a point of giving up, I hear: You can do it, Keep walking even with those heels on, With God all things are possible, PUSH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I pray that each one of you who read this post, know that God is birthing your dream. Sometimes it takes a little longer to see the manifestation of what He has deposited within you, but it is well worth the wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Labor Day. Do you have that measure of Faith that expects to see those things that are not, to call into existence what God has placed inside of you? I challenge you to take some time out this week; Be still and listen to what God has to say. Wait for the gentle nudge from God and then remember everyday can be Labor Day. God is always birthing something through His daughters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My Life is Golden!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes by Christian Louboutin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I am tried in the Fire, I shall come out as pure Gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. The Christian Louboutin brand is touted as the most comfortable high heel shoes in the world, therefore, I sure I can give birth in these.&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/3483477771862721329-2771401912886552291?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2771401912886552291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=2771401912886552291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2771401912886552291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/2771401912886552291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day!'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SLyloccweRI/AAAAAAAAADw/3uL833GLJNI/s72-c/Christian+Louboutin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-4838082477652854446</id><published>2008-08-25T22:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:18:46.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SLN0xIp3xHI/AAAAAAAAADo/R-emycWe3Fs/s1600-h/BCBG+Girls+Paris+Ilta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238659179047535730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SLN0xIp3xHI/AAAAAAAAADo/R-emycWe3Fs/s200/BCBG+Girls+Paris+Ilta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am inspired by the moves and methods of God. He has increased my Faith through His word and His deeds. I hear testimonies of His goodness unto His children and I am inspired to continue in what He has given me to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to remember that each time I write something on my blog, that it is for His glory and I am a vessel for His use. I know that everything that I experience is an opportunity for growth. I am learning that the Lord uses moves and methods to align me in the right place at the right time. I am learning that everything has a purpose. I am learning to let go and let God. I am learning that He is in control and that He only wants the best for me. I am learning to lean on Him and trust Him in every aspect of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wisdom is gaining knowledge from those experiences, applying them correctly in my life and using them to uplift and edify another. The goal of my postings is to spark within you the drive to press forward and go deeper in Him; to use each experience as an opportunity to learn more about Him and about who you are in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's lesson was Joy. Being joyful and full of joy about everything that God has provided. I laughed hard today. I ate cookies with abandon. I had popcorn with butter (the fake kind). I enjoyed myself. I learned that He has given me everything that I need to live abundantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I truly appreciate what God has given me today and I am excited about what tomorrow brings. I am confident in this, through everything I experience I know God is taking me from faith to faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MiVida es de Oro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(My Life is Golden!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Shoes by BCBGirls Paris Ilta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/3483477771862721329-4838082477652854446?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4838082477652854446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=4838082477652854446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4838082477652854446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/4838082477652854446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/08/just.html' title='Just A Thought'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SLN0xIp3xHI/AAAAAAAAADo/R-emycWe3Fs/s72-c/BCBG+Girls+Paris+Ilta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-1716788244127355663</id><published>2008-08-18T12:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:59:12.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Faith is On Trial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SKmlI672HSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bgcgxyPFJb4/s1600-h/Steve+Madden+-+Entrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235897614472715554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SKmlI672HSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bgcgxyPFJb4/s200/Steve+Madden+-+Entrap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 1:6-9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ: Whom having not seen, ye love in whom, though ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory: Receiving the end of your faith, even the salvation of your souls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a court room, a person stands before a judge. You are either the plaintiff or the defendant. You are either making claim against someone or defending your actions. The plaintiffs duty is to lay out all of the evidence against the defendant and convince a judge and/or jury of their crime. The plaintiff gives the facts and supports the claim with documents or evidence to support the claim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The defendant is doing just that: defending. The defendant must refute or dispute the evidence with information and documentation of their own. They must also make claims against the claims that are used as evidence against them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ultimately, the Judge decides the matter. Period! The Judge decides what is permissible and acceptable in each case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MY FAITH&lt;/span&gt; is on trail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the plaintiff and Faith is the defendant. God is always the judge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at my circumstance with my natural eyes, as the plaintiff, I present evidence and facts against the situation at hand. I recall all the facts with familiarity, because right now they are hurting me so. I call all the witnesses to support me because everything feels so heavy. I also use evidence that is not fully supported and claims that have NO documentation. I parade each problem before the Judge and openly discuss their misdeeds. I uncover facts that are not relevant to the current case and try to apply them to my claim. I use every trick in the book to persuade the Judge of my cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the while, FAITH sits quietly, observing each piece of evidence. Even though all the evidence is not true, Faith allows them to be submitted and applied to the case. Faith allows the FIRE of the situation to be turned up even higher because Faith knows that it must praise, honour and glorify God in every situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no sudden outburst, no weeping or crying, just resolute silence. Faith already knows the verdict. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith holds out, not even breaking a sweat. Faith endures the accusations and lies hurled in the midst of my heaviness. Faith loves the Lord so much and works only to please Him. Faith is Golden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked the moniker "Golden" because I am often tried in the fire. The Bible lets me know that I am coming out as pure gold. And even though gold may perish, the Faith within me is more precious than anything else and it will remain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this trial today, Faith has won. The evidence that I have presented is not only faulty, God disallows it. My witnesses are not credible. Even though I have paraded them through the courtroom, God says He has a greater cloud of witnesses. And the documents that I have gathered are all burned in the fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must pull up my bootstraps and stick it out. The trial is not so great that my hope in Him is diminished by some temporal things; by this faulty, uncredible evidence. I should know by now that the Verdict is always the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAITH WINS!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de ORO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"My life is Golden!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Brown Boots by Steve Madden 2008 Fall Collection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-1716788244127355663?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1716788244127355663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=1716788244127355663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1716788244127355663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/1716788244127355663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-faith-is-on-trial.html' title='My Faith is On Trial'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SKmlI672HSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bgcgxyPFJb4/s72-c/Steve+Madden+-+Entrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-7375365474651195407</id><published>2008-08-11T22:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:53:26.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Persuasive Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SKD6NFNNeVI/AAAAAAAAACs/4x9vOEnD05g/s1600-h/Goliath+-+S+Weitzman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233457869647346002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SKD6NFNNeVI/AAAAAAAAACs/4x9vOEnD05g/s200/Goliath+-+S+Weitzman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Romans 4:20,21 (Scripture modified) Abraham staggered not at the promise of God through unbelief, but was strong in Faith, giving glory to God. And being fully persuaded that what God had promised, He was able also to perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Faith is persuasive. It can cause some to believe in God and increase in others. Through the trials and triumphs we experience, we provided visible evidence that the Lord is truly listening to our prayers, guiding us down the right paths and working miracles in our lives. This evidence is a witness that our Faith is growing and becoming stronger. God made a promise to Abraham and although it did not immediately manifest, Abraham continued to have Faith in God. He knew that God would do just what He said and HE DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is strong Faith, that is persuasive Faith. Just imagine what Abraham's servants, family and friends must have been thinking after Sarah announced she was pregnant, after all those years. Abraham knew God was not a man that He would (should) lie. His level of Faith was so strong that he did not doubt God for one moment. He just waited and God did perform what He had promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked the Lord to give me this kind of Faith. The kind that encourages, edifies, glorifies, compels, and persuades others to want to know Him and serve Him. To believe that if God said that He would do it, He will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I have to walk down the path to gain the knowledge, wisdom and understanding. Only then is my Faith walk made stronger and is useful to others. Sometimes this is a lonely path, yet I know that I will not be alone. Everyone will not understand, support or believe what God has promised and not matter how many times you explain, diagram, and express it, they still will have unbelief. Even Abraham's wife had to laugh. Although the Lord quickly stopped that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is time for us, the women of God, to stop laughing at what God has told us (OH, yes you have) but to rejoice because He has entrusted us with His plan for us. No matter what it looks like, He knows what it is going to take to get us there. Joyce Meyer said today that we have to stop wasting so much time. Amen to Joyce. Being promised something by God does not allow us the opportunity to sit still until He performs it but it should encourage us to get moving until He shows up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want strong Faith, in all areas of my life, therefore, I cannot stagger every time something does not go as planned or I don't see how He will perform it. I cannot allow unbelief or doubt in myself or others to surround me because that does not glorify God. I have to have that unwavering, unmovable type of Faith that lifts me up above those things and helps me to know that God is able also to perform His promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am fully persuaded that all God's promises are yea &amp;amp; amen. and what He has promised me, HE WILL PERFORM IT. (So Don't laugh!)&lt;/div&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;Keep Walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MiVida es de Oro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Life is Golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I am tried in the Fire, I shall come out as pure gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Shoes by Stuart Weitzman - Goliath)&lt;/span&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/3483477771862721329-7375365474651195407?l=faithwithheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/feeds/7375365474651195407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3483477771862721329&amp;postID=7375365474651195407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/7375365474651195407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3483477771862721329/posts/default/7375365474651195407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithwithheels.blogspot.com/2008/08/persuasive-faith.html' title='Persuasive Faith'/><author><name>Golden~1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026320913030743273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SK2n_6iJXmI/AAAAAAAAADI/6n2SBqfUvBg/S220/MiVida.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SKD6NFNNeVI/AAAAAAAAACs/4x9vOEnD05g/s72-c/Goliath+-+S+Weitzman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483477771862721329.post-208360482716085030</id><published>2008-08-06T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:16:02.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Have Faith In God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SJov39IMu8I/AAAAAAAAACk/7HDIQyVNLhs/s1600-h/Bandalino+Quartz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231546555492514754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gKgYqn3VLLA/SJov39IMu8I/AAAAAAAAACk/7HDIQyVNLhs/s200/Bandalino+Quartz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I am late this week, I had a final exam, but Praises be to God! I got an A-.  I wanted an A+, but God is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I am a daughter of the King, I sometimes forget that I
