<?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-4492031126650801365</id><updated>2012-02-01T16:05:44.214-06:00</updated><category term='popular culture'/><category term='Country'/><category term='Holidays;'/><category term='Baptism'/><category term='Message'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='Youth; worship'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='grace'/><category term='Advent; Joy'/><category term='Spiritual Practices'/><category term='Gifts'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='Humor; News'/><category term='Pastors and Priests'/><category term='future; children'/><category term='Pet Peeves'/><category term='Holy Week'/><category term='Charity'/><category term='Nativity'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='youth'/><category term='The Church'/><category term='Sin; 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advertisments'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Lists'/><category term='Family; children; parents'/><category term='retreat; monestary'/><category term='Leaders'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Muslim'/><category term='Dignity'/><category term='Epiphany'/><category term='Music'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Meditation'/><category term='games'/><category term='Pastors'/><category term='Prayer; Spiritual Practices'/><category term='compassion; prayers'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Science'/><category term='Humbled'/><category term='Poverty'/><category term='Sabbath'/><category term='Disciples'/><category term='Relief'/><category term='food'/><category term='suffering;'/><category term='Fun; Happy'/><category term='festivals'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='Time'/><category term='judging'/><category term='Character'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Sparta FUMC Youth!</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for all...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1448</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1094207921187135403</id><published>2012-02-01T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:30:01.493-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theology'/><title type='text'>Christians</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;In closing, to those who have closed the door on religion — I was  recently asked by a non-Christian friend if I thought he was going to  hell. I said, "I hope not. It will be hard to enjoy heaven without you."  If those of us who believe in God do not believe God's grace is big  enough to save the whole world... well, we should at least pray that it  is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/best-and-brightest-2009/shane-claiborne-1209?src=soc_fcbks"&gt;Truth&lt;/a&gt; can be found in the strangest of places...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1094207921187135403?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1094207921187135403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1094207921187135403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1094207921187135403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1094207921187135403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/02/christians.html' title='Christians'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1752079585782047244</id><published>2012-02-01T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:03:24.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaders'/><title type='text'>Herding Sheep...</title><content type='html'>In this video, you will see one remarkable bunny rabbit, herding sheep. As unlikely as it seems, he does a good job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qeuL5IGimCQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, people are called sheep many times. There are definite similarities...wonder how many times we have allowed ourselves to be herded by wolves dressed as bunnies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1752079585782047244?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1752079585782047244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1752079585782047244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1752079585782047244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1752079585782047244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/02/herding-sheep.html' title='Herding Sheep...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qeuL5IGimCQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4350862643702220764</id><published>2012-01-31T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:05:44.222-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastors and Priests'/><title type='text'>The Pope and the doves...</title><content type='html'>Even some of us who are not Catholic, look upon the Pope as a spiritual leader. Because he is so precious to the church, he is closely guarded and the world rarely gets to see or hear spontaneity. But obviously, even the doves love him. Listen for his exclamation of "Mama Mia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PJYBfk9S_fs" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words he speaks afterward basically say that they want to stay in Papa's house (in case you didn't know, the Pope is known as Papa)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I would never presume to have an audience with the Pope, I too world love to visit his house...to view the Dome of St. Peter's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hSy-5RZoHaw/TygKuHKGcAI/AAAAAAAABTI/7pdqbjaljqk/s1600/dome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hSy-5RZoHaw/TygKuHKGcAI/AAAAAAAABTI/7pdqbjaljqk/s1600/dome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ceiling in the Sistine Chapel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbQMyH5fL4M/TygKz8qm6VI/AAAAAAAABTQ/InKFwEsJiXA/s1600/chapel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbQMyH5fL4M/TygKz8qm6VI/AAAAAAAABTQ/InKFwEsJiXA/s1600/chapel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to view "The Pieta"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZECx-BgmXsM/TygK6OOCIyI/AAAAAAAABTY/QXpBjNEpVB4/s1600/pieta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZECx-BgmXsM/TygK6OOCIyI/AAAAAAAABTY/QXpBjNEpVB4/s1600/pieta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has a very lovely house indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4350862643702220764?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4350862643702220764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4350862643702220764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4350862643702220764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4350862643702220764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/pope-and-doves.html' title='The Pope and the doves...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PJYBfk9S_fs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4409594936414811632</id><published>2012-01-31T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T09:08:26.094-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family; children; parents'/><title type='text'>Unconditional love...</title><content type='html'>This is in no way an endorsement of a candidate...we don't do that here. It is the story of a family who loves and nurtures a child who has no way of reciprocating that love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is a font of love,” he said. “And she made me understand that   that’s how the Father looks at me. I’m disabled and unable to ‘do’   anything for him — except love him. And he loves me unconditionally.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the Santorum's story &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/31/us/politics/rick-santorums-daughter-3-overcomes-a-bout-of-pneumonia.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4409594936414811632?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4409594936414811632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4409594936414811632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4409594936414811632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4409594936414811632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/unconditional-love.html' title='Unconditional love...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2312437225681795553</id><published>2012-01-30T07:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:11:47.622-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World'/><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>I used to think the world was trying to teach girls and women that you had to do this or that or use this beauty product or that, wear these clothes or that, attend this school, be a cheerleader, dancer, be the most popular, and the list goes on an on. I now realize that the world is actually saying, "You'll never be good enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so not true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ei6JvK0W60I" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must all work to teach our children and young girls that all are beautiful in God's eyes...and ours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2312437225681795553?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2312437225681795553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2312437225681795553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2312437225681795553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2312437225681795553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ei6JvK0W60I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1639207141680669393</id><published>2012-01-29T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:00:02.837-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrqmSu_hfic/TyFyFUKhNBI/AAAAAAAABSY/DQxo87jOhek/s1600/396425_237150089699124_179680302112770_534652_496374593_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrqmSu_hfic/TyFyFUKhNBI/AAAAAAAABSY/DQxo87jOhek/s400/396425_237150089699124_179680302112770_534652_496374593_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1639207141680669393?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1639207141680669393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1639207141680669393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1639207141680669393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1639207141680669393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrqmSu_hfic/TyFyFUKhNBI/AAAAAAAABSY/DQxo87jOhek/s72-c/396425_237150089699124_179680302112770_534652_496374593_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5952491918444882031</id><published>2012-01-28T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:30:00.241-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Citizens'/><title type='text'>Little Old Ladies....</title><content type='html'>I know people like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiWMb7C2UY8/TyFzUd7PeXI/AAAAAAAABSg/CuEZOenZuNY/s1600/old+lady.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiWMb7C2UY8/TyFzUd7PeXI/AAAAAAAABSg/CuEZOenZuNY/s400/old+lady.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5952491918444882031?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5952491918444882031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5952491918444882031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5952491918444882031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5952491918444882031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-old-ladies.html' title='Little Old Ladies....'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiWMb7C2UY8/TyFzUd7PeXI/AAAAAAAABSg/CuEZOenZuNY/s72-c/old+lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1195596381900923436</id><published>2012-01-28T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:00:05.984-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Grief</title><content type='html'>Although grief is something we wish we could avoid, it happens to us all. And while there is not an "How to face Grief" manual that tells us what to do or how to handle it, there are those among us who have walked the path and who are willing to reach out. This is actually 3 articles but they're not tool long and worth the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patheos.com/blogs/bibleandculture/2012/01/24/good-grief-soundings-part-one/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The experience starts here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having recently gone through the devastating experience of having our  beautiful 32-year-old daughter die, completely unexpectedly, of a  pulmonary embolism, I was determined from Day One (January 11, when she  was found dead in her home in Durham, N.C.) to be open to whatever  positive thing there might be to glean from this. &amp;nbsp;I cling by my  fingernails to the promise of Romans 8:28 that “God works all things  together for good for those who love him….”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patheos.com/blogs/bibleandculture/2012/01/25/good-grief-soundings-two/"&gt;Thoughts on grieving...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When a person suffers the devastating loss of a loved one, you should —  however well-intentioned you might be — keep your mouth shut. &amp;nbsp;Or at the  very least, you should think long and hard before you say anything.  &amp;nbsp;Here are some of the things I recently heard that did not help, and  frankly were not true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;“The Lord gives and the Lord takes away.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;“You’ll get over it soon.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;“Sorry about your lost loved one.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;“Well, at least you still have your son.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;“God will make up for this with a twofold blessing.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patheos.com/blogs/bibleandculture/2012/01/26/good-grief-soundings-3/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The hope of the grieving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What does it mean to grieve, then, as one who has hope? &amp;nbsp;It means we  grieve with one eye forever fixed on the eschatological horizon.&amp;nbsp; It  means we grieve knowing that resurrection will reverse Death.&amp;nbsp; It means  we grieve knowing that Death will not have the last word about us. &amp;nbsp;Life  will. &amp;nbsp;Elsewhere, Paul reminds us of the old saying “Who hopes for what  they already have?” &amp;nbsp;Just so.&amp;nbsp; The hope to which he refers is not  something we possess now in a fully realized form. &amp;nbsp;While I may have  comfort now, and solace now, and peace now,&amp;nbsp; none of this is my hope.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1195596381900923436?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1195596381900923436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1195596381900923436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1195596381900923436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1195596381900923436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/grief.html' title='Grief'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5659212692109241243</id><published>2012-01-27T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:30:01.993-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family; children; parents'/><title type='text'>3 Generations...</title><content type='html'>that, as of 2012, span 222 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsW2pRq4mKU/TyGq9fBelqI/AAAAAAAABSo/LFhCF8MzxNQ/s1600/jtyler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsW2pRq4mKU/TyGq9fBelqI/AAAAAAAABSo/LFhCF8MzxNQ/s200/jtyler.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;President John Tyler was born in 1790, became President in 1841, married his second wife Julia Garndiner (30 years his junior) in 1844. They had 7 children together (added to the 8 he had with his previous wife!) Their son Lyon Gardiner Tyler, Sr. was born in 1853 (when his father was 63).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmgfGZ6U3Xo/TyGsaMlUdiI/AAAAAAAABSw/xqqKdkiJqb0/s1600/ltyler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmgfGZ6U3Xo/TyGsaMlUdiI/AAAAAAAABSw/xqqKdkiJqb0/s200/ltyler.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He married his second wife, Sue Ruffin, in 1923. His son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UloO4oYr-KE/TyGs7R-QjzI/AAAAAAAABS4/sgHoYiiJ-Vg/s1600/jtyler3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UloO4oYr-KE/TyGs7R-QjzI/AAAAAAAABS4/sgHoYiiJ-Vg/s200/jtyler3.jpg" width="105" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lyon Gardiner Tyler, Jr was born in 1924, when his father was 71. He still lives in Virginia today at the age of 88. His brother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0VbE6e__g4/TyGtNw04nHI/AAAAAAAABTA/pcwLM0kFOAw/s1600/jtyler2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0VbE6e__g4/TyGtNw04nHI/AAAAAAAABTA/pcwLM0kFOAw/s200/jtyler2.jpg" width="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; Harrison Ruffin Tyler was born in 1928, when his father was 75. He still lives in Virginia today at the age of 84.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These 3 generations have born witness to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The year the President was born (1790), George Washington gave his first State of the Union address and the French Revolution began. In the year his son, LG Tyler, Sr was born (1853), the Crimean War began and Levi Strauss was founded. In the year LG Tyler, Jr. was born (1924), Lenin died and Stalin took over dictatorship of Russia and MGM studios was founded in Los Angeles. When HR Tyler was born (1928), Mickey and Minnie Mouse debuted on film. Along with automobiles, airplanes, televisions, computers and the thousands of other inventions that make our lives what they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5659212692109241243?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5659212692109241243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5659212692109241243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5659212692109241243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5659212692109241243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/3-generations.html' title='3 Generations...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsW2pRq4mKU/TyGq9fBelqI/AAAAAAAABSo/LFhCF8MzxNQ/s72-c/jtyler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8356606200543053868</id><published>2012-01-27T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:00:10.282-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgivness'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1327587349331162" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;To forgive another person from the heart is an act  of liberation. We set that person free from the negative bonds that  exist between us. We say, "I no longer hold your offense against you"  But there is more. We also free ourselves from the burden of being the  "offended one." As long as we do not forgive those who have wounded us,  we carry them with us or, worse, pull them as a heavy load. The great  temptation is to cling in anger to our enemies and then define ourselves  as being offended and wounded by them. Forgiveness, therefore,  liberates not only the other but also ourselves. It is the way to the  freedom of the children of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Henri Nouwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj-GLQ2-PDc/TyFjXr04s4I/AAAAAAAABSQ/Wu8fES3QDFw/s1600/tb_waterfall_wallpaper_kangsi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj-GLQ2-PDc/TyFjXr04s4I/AAAAAAAABSQ/Wu8fES3QDFw/s400/tb_waterfall_wallpaper_kangsi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8356606200543053868?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8356606200543053868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8356606200543053868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8356606200543053868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8356606200543053868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj-GLQ2-PDc/TyFjXr04s4I/AAAAAAAABSQ/Wu8fES3QDFw/s72-c/tb_waterfall_wallpaper_kangsi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6320847017882206144</id><published>2012-01-26T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:30:02.263-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><title type='text'>Open the Doors</title><content type='html'>A thought provoking video from St. John the Evangelist Catholic Church...for any church looking for ways to draw people closer to God. It's obviously not the only way but it worked for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Ly0JgMQ_OQ" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6320847017882206144?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6320847017882206144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6320847017882206144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6320847017882206144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6320847017882206144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/open-doors.html' title='Open the Doors'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2Ly0JgMQ_OQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4914005609622398093</id><published>2012-01-26T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:00:04.788-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><title type='text'>War</title><content type='html'>"Wars are not acts of God. They are caused by man, by man-made institutions, by the way in which man has organized his society. What man has made, man can change."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Memorial Day Speech at Arlington National Cemetery, 1945&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; by: Frederick Moore Vinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following prayer was written and spoken by Franklin D. Roosevelt as the Allied troops were invading German-occupied Europe during WWII. It was read to the nation on the evening of D-Day June 6, 1944. American, British and Canadian troops were fighting to establish beach heads on the coast of Normandy. This past Tuesday, Congress passed the World War II Memorial Prayer Act to authorize it to appear on a plaque in the World War II Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Fellow Americans: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night, when I spoke with you about the fall  of Rome, I knew at that moment that troops of the United States and our  Allies were crossing the Channel in another and greater operation. It has come to pass with success thus far.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And so, in this poignant hour, I ask you to join  with me in prayer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Almighty God: Our sons, pride of our nation, this  day have set upon a mighty endeavor, a struggle to preserve our Republic,  our religion, and our civilization, and to set free a suffering humanity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lead them straight and true; give strength to  their arms, stoutness to their hearts, steadfastness in their faith.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They will need Thy blessings. Their road will be  long and hard. For the enemy is strong. He may hurl back our forces. Success may not come with rushing speed, but we shall return again and again;  and we know that by Thy grace, and by the righteousness of our cause, our  sons will triumph.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They will be sore tried, by night and by day,  without rest      -- until the victory is won. The darkness will be rent by noise and  flame.      Men's souls will be shaken with the violences of war.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For these men are lately drawn from the ways of  peace. They fight not for the lust of conquest. They fight to end conquest.  They fight to liberate. They fight to let justice arise, and tolerance and  goodwill among all Thy people. They yearn but for the end of battle, for their  return to the haven of home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some will never return. Embrace these, Father, and receive them, Thy heroic servants, into Thy kingdom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And for us at home -- fathers, mothers, children,  wives, sisters, and brothers of brave men overseas, whose thoughts and prayers are ever with them -- help us, Almighty God, to rededicate ourselves in renewed faith in Thee in this hour of great sacrifice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Many people have urged that I call the nation into a single day of special prayer. But because the road is long and the  desire is great, I ask that our people devote themselves in a continuance of  prayer. As we rise to each new day, and again when each day is spent, let words of prayer be on our lips, invoking Thy help to our efforts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give us strength, too -- strength in our daily  tasks, to redouble the contributions we make in the physical and the material support of our armed forces.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And let our hearts be stout, to wait out the long  travail, to bear sorrows that may come, to impart our courage unto our sons  wheresoever they may be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And, O Lord, give us faith. Give us faith in Thee; faith in our sons; faith in each other; faith in our united crusade. Let not the keeness of our spirit ever be dulled. Let not the impacts of  temporary events, of temporal matters of but fleeting moment -- let not these  deter us in our unconquerable purpose.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With Thy blessing, we shall prevail over the  unholy forces of our enemy. Help us to conquer the apostles of greed and racial arrogances. Lead us to the saving of our country, and with our sister  nations into a world unity that will spell a sure peace -- a peace invulnerable to the schemings of unworthy men. And a peace that will let all of men live in freedom, reaping the just rewards of their honest toil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thy will be done, Almighty God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;President Franklin D. Roosevelt - June 6, 1944&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4914005609622398093?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4914005609622398093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4914005609622398093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4914005609622398093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4914005609622398093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/war.html' title='War'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8984294312242169574</id><published>2012-01-25T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:30:02.335-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><title type='text'>Vanity</title><content type='html'>Society has a name for mothers who have recently given birth and quickly resumed their former shape...they're called "Yummy Mummys"...in an effort to make us all want to be one. I mean really, who doesn't want to have an infant in arms while wearing a size 2...or less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a testament against women who have worked hard to get into shape and work even harder to stay that way. Of course it is a healthier way of life! But, unless one is doing it strictly for their own health and well being, it can be a double edged sword. There is a healthy weight (which can be different for each person) and what I'll call Celebrity weight (which might be even worse for you than being a little heavy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one, have a terrible time trying to loose weight unless I am able to focus most of my time and energy into it. At this point in my life, all my time and energy are already spoken for. I'm heavier than I'd like to be and have been berating myself about it for quite some time. That is, until I sat down and looked at the reasons why I wanted to be slimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I would like to be healthier...but secretly, down deep inside, I think I have come to believe it will make my future brighter...everything will be easier and better if I loose weight...my clothes will fit better, people will admire me when I enter a room, I will be liked by everyone. "My how good she looks, she can't be a grandmother!" My, how ridiculous! Yes, even those of us on the downward slide from middle age can have fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did drop the extra pounds, my life won't change just because of that...actually, for me, there may even be a down side. I have been married to one man for 34 years and cannot imagine life with another. Even though it's just in my head...why would I want other men to follow after me? I have two grown children who are on their own and have the blessing of an 8 year old grandson in my home...what would he think if Nana lost her lap? Or the soft cushiony area where he likes to lay his head when I hold him. At what price am I willing to loose the peace I have in my home, with my family? God gives us peace ("peace on earth to those on whom His favor rests") and our bodies are His temple. And while, like I said earlier, being healthy is an admirable goal, loosing weight for the sake of my vanity will never be worth the peace in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all those stars in Hollywood can quit worrying now... ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8984294312242169574?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8984294312242169574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8984294312242169574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8984294312242169574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8984294312242169574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/vanity.html' title='Vanity'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7723816721230602399</id><published>2012-01-25T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T07:00:11.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family; children; parents'/><title type='text'>I never knew...</title><content type='html'>Jane Roe was not her real name...nor that she has had a change of heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wsbkLTxnb4I" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7723816721230602399?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7723816721230602399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7723816721230602399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7723816721230602399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7723816721230602399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-never-knew.html' title='I never knew...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wsbkLTxnb4I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5921689049158037363</id><published>2012-01-24T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:10:17.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Cringe Worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4097SQl0VGA/Tx8rL4sNCtI/AAAAAAAABSI/R8pqJ_iWcOQ/s1600/24.1n006.shcoolsign.c--300x450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4097SQl0VGA/Tx8rL4sNCtI/AAAAAAAABSI/R8pqJ_iWcOQ/s400/24.1n006.shcoolsign.c--300x450.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is located just outside Marta Valle HS on the Lower East Side of New York City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Surprisingly no one is accepting the "blame" for the error which until now went unreported...even by the faculty of the HS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5921689049158037363?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5921689049158037363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5921689049158037363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5921689049158037363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5921689049158037363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/cringe-worthy.html' title='Cringe Worthy'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4097SQl0VGA/Tx8rL4sNCtI/AAAAAAAABSI/R8pqJ_iWcOQ/s72-c/24.1n006.shcoolsign.c--300x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-592638957991897585</id><published>2012-01-24T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:00:10.105-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>St. Francis de Sales</title><content type='html'>Today is the feast day of St. Francis de Sales (1567-1622), bishop of Geneva, leader of the  Catholic Reformation, cofounder of the Visitation Order, and influential  spiritual writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOOx8nmIVto/Tx19XvFKgoI/AAAAAAAABSA/v9xzAdEwZG0/s1600/st.francis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOOx8nmIVto/Tx19XvFKgoI/AAAAAAAABSA/v9xzAdEwZG0/s1600/st.francis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis was born of an aristocratic Savoyard family  at a time of reform and spiritual renewal within the Catholic Church.  His early education was in the Christian humanist tradition of the  Jesuits. At the University of Padua he studied law at his father's  request and theology on his own initiative. Ordained in 1593, he was  shortly made associate to the bishop of Geneva and in 1602 succeeded to  his predecessor's post. Since the Protestant city of Geneva did not  allow Catholic presence, Bishop de Sales resided in the nearby town of  Annecy. He actively evangelized his Calvinist opponents, especially  through gentle persuasion. He engaged in vigorous reform of religious  institutions and sought to revitalize faith among all in his diocese.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis de Sales believed that the "devout life" was open to all,  not only monks and priests. God, he felt, raised up persons in all  walks of life to be leaven in the loaf of a revitalized church. Thus he  promoted many works of spiritual renewal, including spiritual direction,  preaching (his sermons were said to speak "heart to heart") and  writing. His best-known book &lt;i&gt;Introduction to the Devout Life&lt;/i&gt; was  based on the letters of direction he wrote to a woman who wished to live  a Christian life in the midst of her husband's duties with the French  court. A practical summary of the means by which one cultivates a living  faith in the midst of the busy demands of family and work, the &lt;i&gt;Introduction&lt;/i&gt;  was an overnight success and has remained a staple of devotional  literature to the present day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis de Sales was canonized in 1665 and declared a Doctor of  the Church (an authoritative teacher) in 1877.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://upperroom.org/methodx/thelife/saints.asp"&gt;"Upper Room"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-592638957991897585?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/592638957991897585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=592638957991897585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/592638957991897585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/592638957991897585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/st-francis-de-sales.html' title='St. Francis de Sales'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOOx8nmIVto/Tx19XvFKgoI/AAAAAAAABSA/v9xzAdEwZG0/s72-c/st.francis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5049024141520049285</id><published>2012-01-23T12:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:30:01.527-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omnipotent God'/><title type='text'>Noblesse Oblige</title><content type='html'>...is the obligation of the nobility to the poor much like Luke 12:48  "...&lt;i&gt;From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and  from  the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be  asked.&lt;/i&gt;" When this first appeared in print the early 1800's, the concept  was there, but not the terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated from the French, &lt;i&gt;noblesse  oblige&lt;/i&gt; means "nobility  obligates." Originally, the term was used to suggest that  certain requirements of behavior could be legitimately imposed upon  persons of noble birth. &lt;i&gt;Noblesse oblige&lt;/i&gt;  in modern English is a broad concept which implies that anyone who  possesses special talents or gifts is required by society to make the  best use of those gifts; that he or she is duty-bound to do his or her  best. It is required by society, but even more so by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we took this principle to heart and believed that we  are held personally accountable for our stewardship. What if we knew  there is a direct correlation between what we are given and what we  give. God looks not only at how well we open our heads, our hearts and&amp;nbsp;  our hands, but also at the attitude with which we do these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1994, Forbes magazine profiled a man who lived in the USA but  was the son of a Czechoslovakian aristocrat who fled the Republic at the  age of 10. When the Czech government was democratized he was able to  reclaim his family's wealth and estates. His holdings are vast and  include castles, artwork by the masters, a phenomenal library, original  musical manuscripts by Mozart and Beethoven, thousands of acres, a  vineyard and a brewery (dating from 1466) and well, you get the picture.  The surprising fact is, rather than sell off the bulk of these holdings  and make himself obscenely wealthy, he has taken a different  approach:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "We are merely custodians of the cultural treasures that  must be  preserved for future generations" (Berman, 1994).   &lt;br /&gt;He feels it is his obligation to maintain these irreplaceable  objects for the people of the Czech  Republic. Societal pressures here compels him to act selflessly  and honorably&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;the very essence of &lt;i&gt;noblesse  oblige.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength and power of this concept  can be rightfully applied to Christians. If we know the depths of God's  love and mercy and if we know that His grace is available to all who  will call upon His name, then we are obligated by His word and this  concept to show the world "a life lived in Christ". Who among us can  deny that to call ourselves Christians is the very definition of noble?  ..."&lt;i&gt;possessing outstanding qualities"...&lt;/i&gt;Not through any work we  may have done but by the grace of God. Who can hold to such a gift and  not share it with a hurting and troubled world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed to hold the key to locking up the evil that prevails  in our world. We are called upon by God to share this key with anyone  and everyone. We are obligated to share so that the world may know what  manner of God we serve. Noblesse Oblige...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5049024141520049285?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5049024141520049285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5049024141520049285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5049024141520049285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5049024141520049285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/noblesse-oblige_23.html' title='Noblesse Oblige'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3748571236371261904</id><published>2012-01-23T09:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:30:02.245-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><title type='text'>Human...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-CKI-dpoVM/Tx1kY98YrPI/AAAAAAAABR4/BaUE2nsMi9M/s1600/elephant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-CKI-dpoVM/Tx1kY98YrPI/AAAAAAAABR4/BaUE2nsMi9M/s400/elephant.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;from &lt;a href="http://asbojesus.wordpress.com/"&gt;Asbo Jesus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3748571236371261904?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3748571236371261904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3748571236371261904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3748571236371261904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3748571236371261904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/human.html' title='Human...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-CKI-dpoVM/Tx1kY98YrPI/AAAAAAAABR4/BaUE2nsMi9M/s72-c/elephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3322783937845941097</id><published>2012-01-23T07:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:44:44.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family; children; parents'/><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy</title><content type='html'>Sorry there have been no posts for the last few days. My one and only grandson had a birthday this weekend and so we dedicated the entire time to him! After all, you only turn 8 once. Because he's still a child,&amp;nbsp; playtime is his favorite activity. All he wants from any of us is attention. Not constantly, but enough to reassure him that he is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long until he starts in to the pre-teen and teenage years. Those times have joys of their own but with each passing year I mourn "innocence lost". It's not that I expect him to become jaded but I do know he will begin to question, to doubt, to experiment. And with those things can come fear, anger and confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our prayer for him, as he starts this next year of his life...&lt;br /&gt;That he always feel the Hand of God in his life,&lt;br /&gt;That he never forgets that the voice in his head is actually the Holy Spirit helping him on his path.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot shield him from the hurts that will come but pray that he is strong enough to weather the storm and come out on the other side, a better person.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, that he will know that he is loved and cherished...forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3322783937845941097?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3322783937845941097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3322783937845941097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3322783937845941097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3322783937845941097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8650922855444264436</id><published>2012-01-19T14:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:00:06.112-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Themes</title><content type='html'>I'm sure this will (or may already) be popping up everywhere...but it was just too funny not to share. Especially for those of us who remember the original Star Wars and Darth Vadar's theme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6ntDYjS0Y3w" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called...wait for it...The Bark Side!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8650922855444264436?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8650922855444264436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8650922855444264436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8650922855444264436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8650922855444264436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/movie-themes.html' title='Movie Themes'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6ntDYjS0Y3w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2068025926730682672</id><published>2012-01-19T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:30:03.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><title type='text'>The Poe Toaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;With me, poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GHlc4EvSVIc/TxhDQhebp6I/AAAAAAAABRw/G2yrzXTjyOA/s1600/poe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GHlc4EvSVIc/TxhDQhebp6I/AAAAAAAABRw/G2yrzXTjyOA/s1600/poe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;Every  year, since at least the 1940's a man dressed in black, with a white  scarf and wide-brimmed hat has visited Edgar Allan Poe's grave on his  birthday. The visitor always leaves 3 roses and a half-empty bottle of  cognac in tribute. And no one knows the identity of the Toaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;Alas,  this is the 3rd year in a row that he has not visited. You see, Poe  fans have gathered at the grave for years to watch the mysterious man  pay his tribute to the writer. He did not appear in either 2010 or 2011  but fans said they'd wait one more year before ending the tradition.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;You can read the details&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20120119/D9SC19EG0.html"&gt; here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="article"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;Those who have read Poe know that  his writings are prolific and varied but almost without exception, they are dark. Although I have enjoyed many over the  years and heard his voice in each of them, Anabelle Lee is a favorite,  ending thus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;For  the moon never beams without bringing me dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Of the  beautiful Annabel Lee; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; And the stars never rise but I see the bright  eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; And so, all the  night-tide, I lie down by the side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; Of my darling, my darling, my  life and my bride, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In her sepulchre there by the sea-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #ffd966;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In her tomb  by the side of the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2068025926730682672?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2068025926730682672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2068025926730682672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2068025926730682672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2068025926730682672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/poe-toaster.html' title='The Poe Toaster'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GHlc4EvSVIc/TxhDQhebp6I/AAAAAAAABRw/G2yrzXTjyOA/s72-c/poe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3159552600205090939</id><published>2012-01-19T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T07:00:12.062-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>It's worth your time...</title><content type='html'>An exceptional video by an extraordinary middle school class in Alabama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IJymVGJ3Eag" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://marysaggies.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-miss-video-of-year-seriously.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3159552600205090939?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3159552600205090939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3159552600205090939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3159552600205090939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3159552600205090939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-worth-your-time.html' title='It&apos;s worth your time...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IJymVGJ3Eag/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6219599062175591661</id><published>2012-01-18T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:00:10.204-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>The colors of the flesh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeWkCtNzf-8/TxXZ6Xcf--I/AAAAAAAABRg/hh7Pyk07-NI/s1600/crayons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeWkCtNzf-8/TxXZ6Xcf--I/AAAAAAAABRg/hh7Pyk07-NI/s640/crayons.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Need I say more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6219599062175591661?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6219599062175591661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6219599062175591661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6219599062175591661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6219599062175591661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/colors-of-flesh.html' title='The colors of the flesh...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeWkCtNzf-8/TxXZ6Xcf--I/AAAAAAAABRg/hh7Pyk07-NI/s72-c/crayons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4505189374558796573</id><published>2012-01-17T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:00:04.056-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>Hebrews 4:12-13 tells us, "For the word  of God is living and active and sharper than any two edged sword,  piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit, of both joints and  marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hshwaeNsklc/TxXXb5Rp2eI/AAAAAAAABRY/oYk-liOPMNA/s1600/sword.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hshwaeNsklc/TxXXb5Rp2eI/AAAAAAAABRY/oYk-liOPMNA/s320/sword.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the image of the sword. If the blade were sharp only on one side, it's use would be limited.This is a formidable weapon no matter what direction you swing  it. God's word is just such a weapon. But instead of dealing death, it deals LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;Sin  whispers through the desires of the flesh and the rationalizations of the  mind. "You won't have a chance in the future if you don't cheat on this  test." "You won't be  noticed if you don't dress this way." "You won't have job security  if you speak up about dishonest practices at work." "Your life will be  wasted in this relationship, you should just get a divorce." "Only a fool  would go around looking weak instead of getting revenge." These are all lies...every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326830805845224"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326830805845224"&gt;It is the deceitfulness of sin made manifest in the flesh. These lies and others can lodge themselves very deep in our hearts. They will stay in our minds as thought and  intentions. They will seem unshakably true because of the hardness of the  heart that encloses them like a dark, sealed casket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326830805845224"&gt;When the heart and the mind are in this condition,  unbelief has the upper hand. They block out the teachings that we know are true. Instead of trusting in the promises of God,  we are believing in the promises of sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326830805845224"&gt;The Word of God is living,  active and sharp. It will penetrate deeper than the deception of sin  has ever gone and reveal what is truly worth trusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4505189374558796573?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4505189374558796573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4505189374558796573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4505189374558796573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4505189374558796573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hshwaeNsklc/TxXXb5Rp2eI/AAAAAAAABRY/oYk-liOPMNA/s72-c/sword.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2041188167096740050</id><published>2012-01-17T14:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:14:50.510-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grateful hearts'/><title type='text'>Head vs. Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's an  old saying that tells us "the longest journey we ever undertake is  between the head and the heart". The path to our hearts, even though it  is where Christ lives, is always cluttered and sometimes almost  totally obscured. Like the seeds from the parable, weeds spring up way  too easily and will take over, if we let them. The Apostle Paul reminds  us...what our head says we want, our actions contradict; what our hearts  long for, our head refuses to attend to. We are blessed in the fact  that God knows all about weeds and is a loving and tender gardener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326830805845156" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because  God loves and dwells within us, nothing is closer than a place of quiet  rest. His heart is waiting for our hearts to stop running, stop trying  so hard, to stop  focusing on externals and to let go. When your days are filled with  noise and the juggling of tasks and demands, when you face the daily  decisions and stresses, when you face times of sorrow and despair  remember He is as close as your own heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsvB2M5vDaw/TxXWdQdN3yI/AAAAAAAABRQ/svidWzIHZNo/s1600/heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsvB2M5vDaw/TxXWdQdN3yI/AAAAAAAABRQ/svidWzIHZNo/s1600/heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2041188167096740050?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2041188167096740050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2041188167096740050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2041188167096740050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2041188167096740050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/head-vs-heart.html' title='Head vs. Heart'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsvB2M5vDaw/TxXWdQdN3yI/AAAAAAAABRQ/svidWzIHZNo/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7359506912409341266</id><published>2012-01-16T11:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T11:30:02.322-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Angels and Archangels</title><content type='html'>I hope you've had the opportunity to watch the movie "Michael". While John Travolta's depiction of the Archangel may be a little irreverent at times, I'd like to think that it is a true showing of his nature. Michael &lt;br /&gt;is an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archangel" title="Archangel"&gt;archangel&lt;/a&gt;  in Jewish, Christian, and Islamic teachings. In Hebrew, &lt;i&gt;Michael&lt;/i&gt; means "who is like God" (&lt;i&gt;mi&lt;/i&gt;-who, &lt;i&gt;ke&lt;/i&gt;-as  or like, &lt;i&gt;El&lt;/i&gt;-deity), which is traditionally interpreted  as a rhetorical question: "Who is like God?" to imply that &lt;i&gt;no one&lt;/i&gt; is like God. In this  way, Michael is reinterpreted as a symbol of humility before God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_%28archangel%29#cite_note-4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the Bible he is called "Prince of the first rank", an advocate of the Jews (Book of Daniel), a healer and protector (Book of Daniel) and as the leader of God's army (Book of Revelation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would hope that the writers of the movie had these things in mind when they wrote this scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xWpA-2-KdDo" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as well as this one (dialogue in Italian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i_4fU8T_U5w" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels and Archangels do God's work, at His bidding and I for one am glad they do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7359506912409341266?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7359506912409341266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7359506912409341266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7359506912409341266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7359506912409341266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/angels-and-archangels.html' title='Angels and Archangels'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xWpA-2-KdDo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6575165593562240491</id><published>2012-01-16T07:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:18:11.593-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generosity; compassion'/><title type='text'>The only US citizen...</title><content type='html'>to have a national holiday dedicated to him. You know of whom I speak, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to his "I have a dream speech", one of my favorite passages is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composted music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, "here lived a great streetsweeper who did his job well."" &lt;br /&gt;(Based on Ecclesiastes 9:10,&lt;i&gt; Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might&lt;/i&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHrdul57RHU/TxQiP0cX3UI/AAAAAAAABRI/SK9iEcoEwNk/s1600/street-sweeper-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHrdul57RHU/TxQiP0cX3UI/AAAAAAAABRI/SK9iEcoEwNk/s1600/street-sweeper-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps one of his most profound quotes is, "In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the  silence of our friends."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6575165593562240491?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6575165593562240491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6575165593562240491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6575165593562240491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6575165593562240491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-us-citizen.html' title='The only US citizen...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHrdul57RHU/TxQiP0cX3UI/AAAAAAAABRI/SK9iEcoEwNk/s72-c/street-sweeper-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5868598022523485310</id><published>2012-01-15T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T07:00:07.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Practices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Church is...</title><content type='html'>What is the church? Watch and find out.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ifnJtkAnBq4" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5868598022523485310?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5868598022523485310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5868598022523485310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5868598022523485310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5868598022523485310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/church-is.html' title='Church is...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ifnJtkAnBq4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2266845968213858289</id><published>2012-01-14T13:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T13:00:03.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God;'/><title type='text'>Be Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tttj1Br4-DE" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is all these things and so much more if we but Be Still and open up to Him,&lt;br /&gt;He is all these things and so much more if we but Be Still and ask Him,&lt;br /&gt;He is all these things and so much more if we but Be Still and let Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14625"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Psalm 46:10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14625"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; He says, “Be still, and  know that I am God; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will be exalted among the nations, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I  will be exalted in the earth.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2266845968213858289?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2266845968213858289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2266845968213858289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2266845968213858289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2266845968213858289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-still.html' title='Be Still'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tttj1Br4-DE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2987999471975109585</id><published>2012-01-14T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:00:03.397-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><title type='text'>God's gifts</title><content type='html'>About a year ago, the "Homeless man with the Golden Voice" hit the airwaves. His desperate struggle was there for all the world to see. Have you wondered what he's doing now?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6_gnf-RaoII" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who gets the credit for this life changing turn around?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The difference between my successes of years gone by is that I didn't  acknowledge the Lord or thank him for anything before," he told them.  "This time around, I have God in my life, acknowledging him on a daily  basis. I've found a new sense of spirituality now."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2987999471975109585?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2987999471975109585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2987999471975109585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2987999471975109585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2987999471975109585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/gods-gifts.html' title='God&apos;s gifts'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6_gnf-RaoII/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2322689629073331531</id><published>2012-01-13T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:00:03.577-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace; Mercy'/><title type='text'>Lost?</title><content type='html'>If you've ever been lost...then you'll relate to this video. If you're still lost, perhaps this might give you the encouragement you need...Either way, it's worth a couple of minutes of your time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Akq9B93ie7U" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2322689629073331531?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2322689629073331531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2322689629073331531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2322689629073331531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2322689629073331531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost.html' title='Lost?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Akq9B93ie7U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6675467879340300072</id><published>2012-01-13T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:50:45.509-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith; sports'/><title type='text'>Sooner or later it had to happen....</title><content type='html'>I don't normally write about sports and athletes but there's always an exception. I am speaking of the person who is Tim Tebow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched this young man play football since his first start with the University of Florida. He is the same today as he was then...respectful, talented, determined, hard working, and several other adjectives along those lines. But what gets the most recognition from the main stream media is the fact that he believes in God with his whole heart. You know it when he talks...not because he's trying to "win you over", but in his quiet humbleness.&amp;nbsp; He chooses to unashamedly live his life of faith so that the whole world can see it. And that is not acceptable in the sight of the media types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, sports in general and football in specific has a player who is worthy to be held up as someone to emulate. Someone that young people can look up to as an example of how to live their lives. And they do look up. Even though they don't have the platform to get the word out, and don't stand a chance of drowning out his detractors, they know what they see when they watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it about Tim Tebow that is so threatening? It's can't be his views, he has never once suggested that God cares one whit about football. He never tries to proselytize. Oh sure, he might wear a Bible verse reference (such as, Mark 8:36) on a patch under his eye, but he leaves it to the reader as to whether they look it up or not. He does take a knee on the field (several times during the game) and somehow that's perceived as worse than the silly, sometimes vulgar antics of other players in the end zone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I will ask, what is it about him that makes so many people crazy? Why do they even care what he does? Some have theorized that it is because he emphasizes the part of his talent that he feels in given, not earned. When he bows his head he is saying that there is someone who is greater than anything else in the universe who deserves his attention, his allegiance and his praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does his faith actually work? Have you ever watched one of his 4th quarter come backs (in college or pros)? Then you know that for him, it absolutely does. He does not believe his talent is random at all, but that it is bestowed on him by his Creator. It was not given to him so he can sit back and relish the adulation of the crowds but (as I heard from his own mouth in an interview) so that he can be in a position to impact the lives of others. And this he does through his foundation to help the poor, through his work at his father's orphanage, through his mission work and through his face to face visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you hear all those people bashing and giving him a hard time, think of the young people who desperately want to see a life lived by faith. And recognize that His God has given him a tremendous talent but at the same time, a formidable challenge. To live with the adulation I spoke of earlier. He must hear it, but not believe it. Read it, but not fall for it. It is a terrible, all consuming monster to those who do, who let themselves believe their press. But given the rock solid foundation he has grown up with, somehow I don't believe he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6675467879340300072?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6675467879340300072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6675467879340300072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6675467879340300072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6675467879340300072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/sooner-or-later-it-had-to-happen.html' title='Sooner or later it had to happen....'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6977472141880401212</id><published>2012-01-12T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:56:16.652-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Waiting with a song...</title><content type='html'>I already knew it was way more fun to have to "lay over" somewhere if you had a choir with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers on this flight were given a surprise as they waited for a maintenance check on their aircraft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1Ynyt7fshIY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled to Boston with the Advanced Chorus from the local high school when son was a member. We were waiting for the other half of our group in a McDonald's somewhere between Providence, RI and Boston when one of the employees asked the group to sing. Needless to say, those lunch time diners had a special treat with their Big Macs that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6977472141880401212?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6977472141880401212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6977472141880401212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6977472141880401212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6977472141880401212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting-with-song.html' title='Waiting with a song...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1Ynyt7fshIY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6448467064539538299</id><published>2012-01-12T12:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:38:42.086-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omnipotent God'/><title type='text'>Noblesse Oblige</title><content type='html'>...is the obligation of the nobility to the poor much like Luke 12:48 "...From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from  the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked." When this first appeared in print the early 1800's, the concept was there, but not the terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated from the French, &lt;i&gt;noblesse oblige&lt;/i&gt; means "nobility  obligates." Originally, the term was used to suggest that  certain requirements of behavior could be legitimately imposed upon  persons of noble birth. &lt;i&gt;Noblesse oblige&lt;/i&gt; in modern English is a broad concept which implies that anyone who  possesses special talents or gifts is required by society to make the  best use of those gifts; that he or she is duty-bound to do his or her  best. It is required by society, but even more so by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we took this principle to heart and believed that we are held personally accountable for our stewardship. What if we knew there is a direct correlation between what we are given and what we give. God looks not only at how well we open our heads, our hearts and&amp;nbsp; our hands, but also at the attitude with which we do these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1994, Forbes magazine profiled a man who lived in the USA but was the son of a Czechoslovakian aristocrat who fled the Republic at the age of 10. When the Czech government was democratized he was able to reclaim his family's wealth and estates. His holdings are vast and include castles, artwork by the masters, a phenomenal library, original musical manuscripts by Mozart and Beethoven, thousands of acres, a vineyard and a brewery (dating from 1466) and well, you get the picture. The surprising fact is, rather than sell off the bulk of these holdings and making himself obscenely wealthy, he has taken a different approach:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "We are merely custodians of the cultural treasures that must be  preserved for future generations" (Berman, 1994).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feels it is his obligation to maintain all these irreplaceable objects for the people of the Czech  Republic. Societal pressures here compels him to act selflessly  and honorably&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;the very essence of &lt;i&gt;noblesse  oblige.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength and power of this concept  can be rightfully applied to Christians. If we know the depths of God's love and mercy and if we know that His grace is available to all who will call upon His name, then we are obligated by His word and this concept to show the world "a life lived in Christ". Who among us can deny that to call ourselves Christians is the very definition of noble? ..."&lt;i&gt;possessing outstanding qualities"...&lt;/i&gt;Not through any work we may have done but by the grace of God. Who can hold to such a gift and not share it with a hurting and troubled world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed to hold the key to locking up the evil that prevails in our world. We are called upon by God to share this key with anyone and everyone. We are obligated to share so that the world may know what manner of God we serve. Noblesse Oblige...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6448467064539538299?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6448467064539538299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6448467064539538299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6448467064539538299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6448467064539538299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/noblesse-oblige.html' title='Noblesse Oblige'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3430151028240314316</id><published>2012-01-12T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:21:57.427-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Election Year</title><content type='html'>Another election year has rolled around and it promises to be a doozy! While I am all for the free exchange of ideas, the vitriol is already almost unbearable and it's only January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we have the candidates tell us their positions and ideas without attacking their counterpart or being attacked themselves? What does it tells us about the person running if their time is totally wasted on negativity? Wouldn't it make choosing a candidate easier if you could find their stance on the issues and trust the information you are receiving? Must we always check, double check and re-check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to live in a country where I can step into the booth and vote for MY choice...without pressure, without fear. I just wish the campaigns were run in such as way as to reflect what an enormous privilege this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer for elections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O God, we acknowledge You today as Lord,   Not only of individuals,  but of nations and governments.     &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We thank You for the privilege   Of being able to organize ourselves  politically   And of knowing that political loyalty   Does not have to  mean disloyalty to You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We thank You for Your law,   Which our Founding Fathers acknowledged    And recognized as higher than any human law.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We thank You for the opportunity that this election year puts before us,    To exercise our solemn duty not only to vote,   But to influence  countless others to vote,   And to vote correctly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Lord, we pray that Your people may be awakened.   Let them realize that  while politics is not their salvation,   Their response to You requires  that they be politically active.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Awaken Your people to know that they are not called to be a sect fleeing  the world   But rather a community of faith renewing the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Awaken them that the same hands lifted up to You in prayer   Are the  hands that pull the lever in the voting booth;   That the same eyes that  read Your Word   Are the eyes that read the names on the ballot,   And  that they do not cease to be Christians   When they enter the voting  booth. Awaken Your people to a commitment to justice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Lord, we rejoice today   That we are citizens of Your kingdom.May that make us all the more committed   To being faithful citizens on  earth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We ask this through Jesus Christ, our Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prayer source: various websites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3430151028240314316?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3430151028240314316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3430151028240314316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3430151028240314316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3430151028240314316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/election-year.html' title='Election Year'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3397576744008851946</id><published>2012-01-11T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:30:00.333-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>Faith in the Divine Plan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;On December 28th I posted about Msgr. Stephen Rosetti spending Christmas in Antartica. Here is a letter he wrote upon his return...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan. 5, 2012&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to the Ice is finished. After four days, the weather finally  broke and the C-17 was able to land and bring us back to New Zealand. I  was happy to see the plane and I am looking forward to snuggling up in  my own warm bed, the sun going down at night, and breathing air with  humidity. Whew! But I also have mixed feelings about leaving Antarctica.  I will miss the stark beauty of the ice continent and the new friends I  made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main feelings are ones of gratitude. There are so many people who  make significant moments in our lives possible. CUA’s School of Theology  and Religious Studies was generous in allowing me to go. The Diocese of  Syracuse continues to be very supportive. The National Science  Foundation was more than welcoming. And I am grateful to you, all my  friends, for living this experience with me. I constantly felt your  presence as I journeyed through the continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="Antarctica" height="243" src="http://publicaffairs.cua.edu/res/images/IceContinent-resize.jpg" width="324" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stark beauty of the ice continent, Antarctica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the enthusiasm which many communicated to me about  my Antarctic journey. One couple told their young child that I was at  the South Pole for Christmas. The child’s question was, “Does Santa go  to the South Pole?” I can respond that, although I personally did not  see Santa, I met many of his helpers and the spirit of Christmas was  alive and well at the other end of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most moving moments on the Ice was, indeed, Christmas at  the Pole. After celebrating Christmas Mass, a small group gathered in  the communications room. As is the custom, all the American sites around  the continent (over 20) tuned their radios into a common frequency and  then site after site sang Christmas carols so all could hear. It was a  touching moment as we heard from these isolated souls far from home  singing their beloved hymns. We were especially blessed by the presence  of several Norwegians who courageously skied into the Pole and were  camped nearby. They joined us and sang three traditional Norwegian  Christmas carols to the great delight of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am grateful to God. When we turn our lives over to God, we  never know where the Divine plan will take us, even to the ends of the  earth. I was asked by the program director if I would consider returning  to the Ice sometime in the future. I said it was unlikely as it is so  difficult to take such an extended period away. But that is what I said  four years ago after my first trip ... who knows what the future holds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God finally calls all of us home, we will likely have mixed  feelings as well. We will be sad to leave behind the beauty of this  earth and our many friends and loved ones. But we will know that the  time has come to return to our true and final home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless each of you in the coming new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Monsignor Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can check out his &lt;a href="http://publicaffairs.cua.edu/releases/2011/antarctica-notebook.cfm"&gt;Antarctica Notebook &lt;/a&gt;. By the way, this is one very interesting piece of information from his Notebook:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At South Pole station, people drink melted ice and snow. The water is so  pure that it is specially treated or it would leech out their bones.  The water costs 10 times more to make there than in the United States.   The average usage is 35 gallons per person per day compared to 100 in  the U.S.  For example, people are asked to take just two showers a week.   The water consumed at the South Pole comes from approximately 500 feet  below the surface.  The ice at this level accumulated around 550 A.D.  when Imperial Rome fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now how cool is that? Drinking water accumulated over 1,400 years ago! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3397576744008851946?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3397576744008851946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3397576744008851946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3397576744008851946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3397576744008851946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/faith-in-divine-plan.html' title='Faith in the Divine Plan...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1628713225447647071</id><published>2012-01-11T08:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:53:20.229-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dignity'/><title type='text'>Human Zoo???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="yui_3_3_0_21_1326293133356353"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Under Indian laws designed to  protect ancient tribal groups susceptible to outside influence and  disease, photographing or coming into contact with the Jarawa is  illegal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_3_0_21_1326293133356353"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_3_0_21_1326293133356358"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The tribe, thought to have been  among the first people to migrate successfully from Africa to Asia,  lives a nomadic existence in the lush, tropical forests of the Andamans  in the Bay of Bengal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_3_0_21_1326293133356358"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_3_0_21_1326293133356358"&gt;This just makes me sad and angry! All people deserve their dignity...read the rest of the story &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/outrage-over-human-zoo-indian-islands-114059047.html"&gt;here.... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnQKy-bnKKE/Tw2iTkNW2sI/AAAAAAAABRA/6-3BuJMBzqE/s1600/011112andaman1_uni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnQKy-bnKKE/Tw2iTkNW2sI/AAAAAAAABRA/6-3BuJMBzqE/s320/011112andaman1_uni.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1628713225447647071?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1628713225447647071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1628713225447647071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1628713225447647071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1628713225447647071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/human-zoo.html' title='Human Zoo???'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnQKy-bnKKE/Tw2iTkNW2sI/AAAAAAAABRA/6-3BuJMBzqE/s72-c/011112andaman1_uni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6428579358249465598</id><published>2012-01-10T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:30:01.417-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><title type='text'>In a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp8azxmgxT0/TwxLOpmnE6I/AAAAAAAABQ4/3sPL0wc2bsI/s1600/lifeistooshort.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp8azxmgxT0/TwxLOpmnE6I/AAAAAAAABQ4/3sPL0wc2bsI/s400/lifeistooshort.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6428579358249465598?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6428579358249465598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6428579358249465598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6428579358249465598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6428579358249465598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-nutshell.html' title='In a nutshell'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp8azxmgxT0/TwxLOpmnE6I/AAAAAAAABQ4/3sPL0wc2bsI/s72-c/lifeistooshort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1982411982331833979</id><published>2012-01-09T09:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:35:29.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun; Laughter'/><title type='text'>Just because it's Monday, again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Perhaps this is a little off-color but I felt the need to pass it along for a chuckle...it is Monday after all!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is an ode to all the e-mails we receive from our "friends"...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326122961604201" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;As we  enter 2012, I want to thank you all for your educational e-mails over the  past year. I am totally messed up now and have little chance of  recovery:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can no longer open a bathroom door&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;without using a paper towel, nor  let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying  about the bacteria on the lemon peel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I cannot sit  down on a  hotel  bedspread&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;because I can only imagine what  has happened on it since it was last washed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have  trouble shaking hands&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;with someone who has been  driving because the number one pastime while driving alone is picking  one's nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip  because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can only imagine how many  gallons of trans fats or pounds of gluten or insect parts I have  consumed over the years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can't touch any woman's handbag&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;for fear she has placed it on  the floor of a public toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I must also send my special thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;for the email about rat poo in the glue on envelopes  because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs  sealing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Also, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have to scrub the top of  every can I open for the same reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326122961604201" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I cannot have a  drink in a bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;because for fear I'll wake up in a bathtub full of ice  with my kidneys gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; I can't eat at KFC&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;because their chickens are  actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes, feet or feathers (someone saw pictures!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I can't use  cancer-causing deodorants&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;even though I smell like a water  buffalo on a hot  day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Thanks to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have learned that my prayers  only get answered if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make  a wish within five minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Because of your concern,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I no longer drink Coca Cola  because it can remove toilet stains . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I no longer  buy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;gasoline&amp;nbsp;without taking  someone along to watch the car, so a serial killer doesn't crawl in my  back seat when I'm filling up and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I no longer use Cling Wrap&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;in the microwave because it  causes seven different types of cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks for letting me know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore  because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me for life . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I no longer  go to&amp;nbsp;the movies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;because I could be pricked with a  needle infected with a serious disease when I sit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Because of your information, I no longer  answer the phone because&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;someone will ask me to dial a  number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to four or five other countries . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thanks to you,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big  black snake could be lurking under the seat and cause me instant death  when it bites me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Because of your advice,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I can't ever pick up a dime dropped in the parking lot because it was probably placed there by a sex molester waiting  to grab me as I bend over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; It is a shame but I can no longer garden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;because I'm afraid I'll get  bitten by the Violin Spider and my hand will fall off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326122961604123" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326122961604120" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326122961604123" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326122961604120" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Please understand that if you don't send this  e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large bird will land on your head at 5:00 p.m. tomorrow afternoon,  and the fleas from 120 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow  a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a  friend of my next door neighbor's ex mother-in-law's second husband's  cousin's best friend's beautician . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One last note, a scientist performed a  lengthy study and has discovered that people  with insufficient brain activity  read their e-mails with their hand on the mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Don't  bother taking it off now, it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;P. S.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I now keep my  toothbrush in the living room, because I was told by e-mail that water  splashes over 6 ft. out of the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Remember to have yourself and very good day and a most Happy New Year (and try not to be so paranoid)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1982411982331833979?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1982411982331833979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1982411982331833979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1982411982331833979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1982411982331833979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-because-its-monday-again.html' title='Just because it&apos;s Monday, again!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-152060550094851747</id><published>2012-01-07T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:00:06.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society;'/><title type='text'>Just Friends</title><content type='html'>This has been the topic of conversation in my home on more than one occasion. My answers mirror the girls, my husbands mirror the boys. But I still think I'm right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T_lh5fR4DMA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-152060550094851747?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/152060550094851747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=152060550094851747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/152060550094851747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/152060550094851747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-friends.html' title='Just Friends'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/T_lh5fR4DMA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4521695570309072717</id><published>2012-01-06T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:30:00.067-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Stayin' Alive!</title><content type='html'>The British Heart Association has a great video demonstrating "Hands Only" CPR...Of course, in the USA call 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ILxjxfB4zNk" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands only, it's a good thing to know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4521695570309072717?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4521695570309072717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4521695570309072717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4521695570309072717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4521695570309072717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/stayin-alive.html' title='Stayin&apos; Alive!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ILxjxfB4zNk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1003576676649420592</id><published>2012-01-06T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:15:39.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epiphany'/><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Twelve Days of Christmas is probably  the most misunderstood part of the church year. Contrary to much popular  belief,  these are the  twelve days  from Christmas (Dec. 25) until the beginning of Epiphany, (January 6th).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; In the Western church, Epiphany is usually  celebrated as the time the Magi arrived to present gifts  to the young Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The        term &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;epiphany&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; means "to show" or "to make  known" or even  "to        reveal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Magi were the first Gentiles to       acknowledge Jesus as "King" and so were the first to "show" or  "reveal"      Jesus to a wider world as the incarnate Christ. This act of worship  by the      Magi, which corresponded to Simeon’s blessing that this child Jesus  would be      "a light for revelation to the Gentiles" (Luke 2:32), was one of the  first      indications that Jesus came for all people, of all nations, of all  races,      and that the work of God in the world would not be limited to only a  few. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Christian Church has long celebrated the 6th of  January as the feast of the Wise     Men but we have never quite figured out who they were. Tradition tells us there were three (because there were three gifts) and that their names were Melchior, Caspar and Balthazar. Their gifts were gold, which is valuable and represents kingship on earth,&amp;nbsp; frankincense, a perfume and a symbol of deity, and myrrh, an anointing oil and a symbol of death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Magi have also been linked to Old Testament prophesies that the Messiah would be worshipped by kings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Psalms 72:10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15011" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; May the kings of  Tarshish and of distant shores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;bring tribute to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;May the  kings of Sheba and Seba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;present him gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Isaiah  60:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18825"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; Nations will  come to  your light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and kings to the brightness of your dawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Although most of the information we have about the Magi comes from tradition rather than written history, it's emphasis shows Jesus being recognized as king of the earth, even from infancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &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/-WiV6N9eg4wM/TwcPLXJ9zrI/AAAAAAAABQo/wvL-xi6WOXE/s1600/epiphany.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiV6N9eg4wM/TwcPLXJ9zrI/AAAAAAAABQo/wvL-xi6WOXE/s320/epiphany.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1003576676649420592?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1003576676649420592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1003576676649420592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1003576676649420592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1003576676649420592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiV6N9eg4wM/TwcPLXJ9zrI/AAAAAAAABQo/wvL-xi6WOXE/s72-c/epiphany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1139745659538303559</id><published>2012-01-05T11:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T11:30:00.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Who knew?</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phi_Phi_Islands"&gt;Phi Phi  Islands&lt;/a&gt; off western Thailand are known for their abundance of sea  turtles, but chances are that very few people have watched two of these  playful critters greet each other with their version of a high five. Jan Lempfrid captured the  peculiar but amusing event during a recent expedition to the region,  specifically at a dive site called &lt;a href="http://www.divingphi.com/diving-thailand-palong-wall.php"&gt;Malong&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zg_-eRkjoog" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1139745659538303559?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1139745659538303559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1139745659538303559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1139745659538303559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1139745659538303559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-knew.html' title='Who knew?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zg_-eRkjoog/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1402486313808023653</id><published>2012-01-05T07:00:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:00:07.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><title type='text'>Prison is easier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Well, it seems not everyone can be a monk:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A convicted criminal who was serving out his sentence in a monastery has escaped for the second time and asked to be sent back to prison because life was too tough. David Catalano, 31, was sent to Santa Maria degli Angeli community run by Capuchin monks in Sicily last November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday he fled for a second time in six weeks and swiftly turned himself in at a police station and begged officers to send him back to jail in the nearby town of Nicosia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest of the story&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2081757/Criminal-serving-sentence-monks-pleads-sent-prison--monastery-life-hard.html"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1402486313808023653?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1402486313808023653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1402486313808023653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1402486313808023653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1402486313808023653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/prison-is-easier.html' title='Prison is easier...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4135326171035448959</id><published>2012-01-04T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:42:31.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Decorating</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Just in case you haven't had your fill of the holidays...a short film of 400 volunteers decorating the White House. You read that right...they volunteer! And do an awesome job! Someday I plan to see it with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;object height="300" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.whitehouse.gov/sites/all/modules/swftools/shared/flash_media_player/player5x2.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="282828"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http://www.whitehouse.gov/xml/video/107834/config.xml&amp;amp;path_to_plugins=http://www.whitehouse.gov/sites/default/modules/wh_multimedia/wh_jwplayer/plugins&amp;amp;path_to_player=http://www.whitehouse.gov/sites/all/modules/swftools/shared/flash_media_player/player5x2.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.whitehouse.gov/sites/all/modules/swftools/shared/flash_media_player/player5x2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="300" flashvars="config=http://www.whitehouse.gov/xml/video/107834/config.xml&amp;amp;path_to_plugins=http://www.whitehouse.gov/sites/default/modules/wh_multimedia/wh_jwplayer/plugins&amp;amp;path_to_player=http://www.whitehouse.gov/sites/all/modules/swftools/shared/flash_media_player/player5x2.swf&amp;amp;share_url=http://www.whitehouse.gov/photos-and-video/video/2011/12/21/behind-scenes-look-time-lapse-holidays-white-house"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4135326171035448959?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4135326171035448959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4135326171035448959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4135326171035448959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4135326171035448959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/decorating.html' title='Decorating'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1912184901357450399</id><published>2012-01-04T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:00:09.527-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace; Mercy'/><title type='text'>Heaven and earth</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;An oldie but goodie from&lt;a href="http://asbojesus.wordpress.com/"&gt; Asbo Jesus!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iedYeotWDlY/TwN6HxEuUuI/AAAAAAAABQg/Ciybntf-wz0/s1600/overview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iedYeotWDlY/TwN6HxEuUuI/AAAAAAAABQg/Ciybntf-wz0/s400/overview.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1912184901357450399?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1912184901357450399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1912184901357450399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1912184901357450399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1912184901357450399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/heaven-and-earth.html' title='Heaven and earth'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iedYeotWDlY/TwN6HxEuUuI/AAAAAAAABQg/Ciybntf-wz0/s72-c/overview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3097611221329618655</id><published>2012-01-03T12:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:30:02.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned earlier today, I'm not much on New Year's resolutions. But I ran across &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woody_Guthrie"&gt;Woodie Guthrie's&lt;/a&gt; New Years Rulin's for 1942...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z3erx2PLn0/TwMxq6kcW0I/AAAAAAAABQI/Ucoh_erSOjY/s1600/rulins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z3erx2PLn0/TwMxq6kcW0I/AAAAAAAABQI/Ucoh_erSOjY/s400/rulins.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Larger version&lt;a href="http://www.woodyguthrie.org/newyearsrulins.htm"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;NEW YEAR'S RULIN'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WORK MORE AND BETTER&lt;br /&gt;2. WORK BY A SCHEDULE&lt;br /&gt;3. WASH TEETH IF ANY&lt;br /&gt;4. SHAVE&lt;br /&gt;5. TAKE BATH&lt;br /&gt;6. EAT GOOD - FRUIT - VEGETABLES - MILK&lt;br /&gt;7. DRINK VERY SCANT IF ANY&lt;br /&gt;8. WRITE A SONG A DAY&lt;br /&gt;9. WEAR CLEAN CLOTHES - LOOK GOOD&lt;br /&gt;10. SHINE SHOES&lt;br /&gt;11. CHANGE SOCKS&lt;br /&gt;12. CHANGE BED CLOTHES OFTEN&lt;br /&gt;13. READ LOTS GOOD BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;14. LISTEN TO RADIO A LOT&lt;br /&gt;15. LEARN PEOPLE BETTER&lt;br /&gt;16. KEEP RANCHO CLEAN&lt;br /&gt;17. DON’T GET LONESOME&lt;br /&gt;18. STAY GLAD&lt;br /&gt;19. KEEP HOPING MACHINE RUNNING&lt;br /&gt;20. DREAM GOOD&lt;br /&gt;21. BANK ALL EXTRA MONEY&lt;br /&gt;22. SAVE DOUGH&lt;br /&gt;23. HAVE COMPANY BUT DON’T WASTE TIME&lt;br /&gt;24. SEND MARY AND KIDS MONEY&lt;br /&gt;25. PLAY AND SING GOOD&lt;br /&gt;26. DANCE BETTER&lt;br /&gt;27. HELP WIN WAR - BEAT FASCISM&lt;br /&gt;28. LOVE MAMA&lt;br /&gt;29. LOVE PAPA&lt;br /&gt;30. LOVE PETE&lt;br /&gt;31. LOVE EVERYBODY&lt;br /&gt;32. MAKE UP YOUR MIND&lt;br /&gt;33. WAKE UP AND FIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of&lt;a href="http://www.woodyguthrie.org/sitemap.htm"&gt; The Woodie Guthrie Foundation &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3097611221329618655?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3097611221329618655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3097611221329618655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3097611221329618655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3097611221329618655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z3erx2PLn0/TwMxq6kcW0I/AAAAAAAABQI/Ucoh_erSOjY/s72-c/rulins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7130658948979165325</id><published>2012-01-03T10:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:48:02.145-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family; children; parents'/><title type='text'>Faith, Hope and Trust</title><content type='html'>Although I love seeing family and friends during the holiday season, sometimes it can get hectic to the point of being exhausting. Although I always start out the season with the intent to keep my eyes and heart focused on Advent and the coming of the King, most years I fail to follow through. Also, I am not one to make New Year's resolutions...like most everyone else, I find I have broken them before I've allowed them to become habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is not meant to be a pity party. I thoroughly enjoyed being with those that we don't see often. I loved having children/grandchildren and others under our roof. We spent much time in fellowship and rest...we recharged ourselves together. Although, as I said, I didn't put the focus on Advent that I should have, I did spend time reading and meditating about Joseph. He gets very little credit within the Nativity story but played a large part. I wrote the following piece for our Church Newsletter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;During Advent we are called to spend time joyfully waiting for the birth of the Christ child. But hope is the key...it's why we are joyful in the first place! Joseph's life is a shining example of choosing to hope and to trust. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's betrothed to a young woman named Mary. Only to find out she is pregnant. When he asks her why and how, Mary tells him the truth...God is the proverbial “other man” and she is carrying a divine child. Also, she's still a virgin! Now how do you think Joseph reacted? I can only assume he was perplexed to say the least. But, despite her strange excuses, he is generous in his decision to divorce &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;her quietly. This would spare her the wrath of a harsh penal system that frowned upon adulterers (as in stoning offense). But wait! Because of an angel in a dream, Joseph decides to stick by Mary. Jesus is born and raised by His parents to become the Savior of the world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think of it...what reason did he &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; have to believe he wasn't being “played”? Would you believe? Not only that, what kind of courage does it take to believe that you  can be a father to God's only Son?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_132560858715095" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is because he chose to hope. He chose to hope that Mary was telling the truth. He chose to hope he wasn't crazy when the angel appeared. He chose to hope that he would have whatever it took to be the father of Jesus. It was not logical...it was not rational...he just did it. Because he also chose to trust.  I'm sure he was told that everything would be alright but there had to be doubt...somewhere, deep down. I'm sure he questioned the wisdom of the path he chose. Whether it was his love for Mary or his faith in God (or a combination), Joseph and Mary lived the first-ever Advent. He chose to be a husband, a father and a man of faith. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you need an example of living the Advent season...look to Joseph.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;So, even though the holidays are over and it's time to get back to the normal routine, it's never to late to spend time learning about the parents God chose for His Son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMZ6G6r8RQI/TwMxHIAuaRI/AAAAAAAABP8/A6dQFAtlrf4/s1600/220px-Saint_Joseph_with_the_Infant_Jesus_by_Guido_Reni%252C_c_1635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMZ6G6r8RQI/TwMxHIAuaRI/AAAAAAAABP8/A6dQFAtlrf4/s1600/220px-Saint_Joseph_with_the_Infant_Jesus_by_Guido_Reni%252C_c_1635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7130658948979165325?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7130658948979165325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7130658948979165325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7130658948979165325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7130658948979165325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/faith-hope-and-trust.html' title='Faith, Hope and Trust'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMZ6G6r8RQI/TwMxHIAuaRI/AAAAAAAABP8/A6dQFAtlrf4/s72-c/220px-Saint_Joseph_with_the_Infant_Jesus_by_Guido_Reni%252C_c_1635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8537852045711661798</id><published>2012-01-02T07:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:23:50.302-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God;'/><title type='text'>God's Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So much of our energy,  time, and money goes into maintaining distance from one another.&amp;nbsp; Many  if not most of the resources of the world are used to defend ourselves  against each other, to maintain or increase our power, and to safeguard  our own privileged position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1325510097659222" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Imagine all that effort being put in the service of  peace and reconciliation!&amp;nbsp; Would there be any poverty?&amp;nbsp; Would there be  crimes and wars?&amp;nbsp; Just imagine that there was no longer fear among  people, no longer any rivalry, hostility, bitterness, or revenge.&amp;nbsp; Just  imagine all the people on this planet holding hands and forming one  large circle of love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We say, "I can't imagine."&amp;nbsp; But God says,&amp;nbsp;  "That's what I imagine, a whole world not only created but also living  in my image."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1325510097659222" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1325510097659222" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Henri Nouwen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8537852045711661798?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8537852045711661798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8537852045711661798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8537852045711661798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8537852045711661798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2012/01/gods-imagination.html' title='God&apos;s Imagination'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5667110888138700073</id><published>2011-12-31T12:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:31:00.562-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year Holiday'/><title type='text'>New Years...</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://bustedhalo.com/"&gt;Busted Halo!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aVwSKd0MkyE" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5667110888138700073?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5667110888138700073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5667110888138700073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5667110888138700073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5667110888138700073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years.html' title='New Years...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aVwSKd0MkyE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5509139201069771529</id><published>2011-12-29T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T07:00:10.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>Feast of St. Thomas Becket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zDOLpKnAcE/TvoHr4wVYYI/AAAAAAAABPw/nDBuHyAah2Q/s1600/ThomasBeckett.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zDOLpKnAcE/TvoHr4wVYYI/AAAAAAAABPw/nDBuHyAah2Q/s200/ThomasBeckett.jpg" style="height: 271px; width: 186px;" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;St. Thomas Becket was born in AD 1118, in London. He studied in both London and Paris, and became a great friend to King Henry II of England. The two of them indulged in all sorts of unseemly behavior. In 1162, when King Henry appointed him Archbishop of Canterbury, no one was more surprised than Thomas. He took to the job right away, living meagerly so that others could have more. He proved a very powerful archbishop, and his unswerving self-confidence and stubbornness shone through in his labors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the same self-confidence and stubbornness, however, that caused King Henry to grow angry with him. The two disagreed on many issues, including taxation and the balance of power between church and state. But Thomas and Henry both refused to back down. Though the relations between them had been repaired after a while, Thomas excommunicated several bishops for coronating King Henry's son without first seeking Thomas's approval. Henry flew into a rage, and shouted, "Who will rid me of this turbulent priest?" Four of his knights took this to mean he wanted the Archbishop dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;An eyewitness account states:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;...The wicked knight &lt;/span&gt;leapt&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; suddenly upon him, cutting off the top of the  crown which the unction of sacred chrism had dedicated to God. Next he  received a second blow on the head, but still he stood firm and  immovable. At the third blow he fell on his knees and elbows, offering  himself a living sacrifice, and saying in a low voice, 'For the name of Jesus  and the protection of the Church, I am ready to embrace death.' But the  third knight inflicted a terrible wound as he lay prostrate. By this  stroke, the crown of his head was separated from the head in such a way  that the blood white with the brain, and the brain no less red from the  blood, dyed the floor of the cathedral. The same clerk who had entered  with the knights placed his foot on the neck of the holy priest and  precious martyr, and, horrible to relate, scattered the brains and blood  about the pavements, crying to the others, 'Let us away, knights; this  fellow will arise no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Becket#cite_note-Lee1997-15" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this horrific act, performed in 1170, Thomas became a martyr, and in the following year, King Henry served public penance in apology for the deed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Having read somewhat extensively on King Henry II, most authors note that Henry was heartbroken that he allowed his anger to murder a friend...but he repented a little too late to save St. Thomas Becket.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5509139201069771529?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5509139201069771529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5509139201069771529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5509139201069771529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5509139201069771529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/feast-of-st-thomas-becket.html' title='Feast of St. Thomas Becket'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zDOLpKnAcE/TvoHr4wVYYI/AAAAAAAABPw/nDBuHyAah2Q/s72-c/ThomasBeckett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7306822250692888218</id><published>2011-12-28T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T13:33:00.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I'll be home...</title><content type='html'>When my daughter was young she wrote a letter to Santa (published in the local paper) asking that her uncle come home for Christmas from Germany where he was serving in the USAF. We had worked hard to prepare her for the fact that he was not going to be there that year. She was undaunted and repeatedly told us he would be there. Unknown to us, 2 hours before liftoff an officer approached her Uncle with a ticket and a leave pass. Needless to say, when he showed at our Christmas Eve celebrations (he arrived only a couple of hours before we gathered), she was the only one who wasn't surprised. She knew he would be here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A much more recent story...hankies at the ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kMUhlRSem0M" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7306822250692888218?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7306822250692888218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7306822250692888218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7306822250692888218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7306822250692888218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/ill-be-home.html' title='I&apos;ll be home...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kMUhlRSem0M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6978122459305595997</id><published>2011-12-28T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:49:00.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas in Antarctica...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;South Pole, Antarctica (CNN) &lt;/strong&gt;– Modern men  and women often live under the illusion that they are in control of  their lives. Science and technology have brought us far beyond the  superstitions of ancient civilizations. Confident in our abilities and  achievements, we feel secure. Outside of the occasional environmental or  personal tragedy, we feel self-sufficient and safe.&lt;br /&gt;Antarctica blasts this illusion of control. As one of the managers at  the South Pole told me, “Antarctica is boss.” Anyone who loses respect  for this savage continent is in danger of paying the ultimate price. As  local lore has it, “Antarctica is constantly trying to kill you.”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like an easy trip to the pole this time, but the next day the  winds began to howl and everything turned white. All air traffic ceased.  I spoke to the weather people. Things didn’t look good. I was locked in  at the pole, and there was absolutely nothing I or anyone else could do  about it. A common feeling on the continent swept over me &lt;strong&gt;–&lt;/strong&gt; I was helpless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antarctica puts you in your place. We are not in control here.  Planning is difficult, and people are constantly adjusting. But on a  larger scale, it reminds me that in general we have little control over  much of our lives. Antarctica can remind you of that. Try as we might,  we have little control over most of the events that impact so heavily  upon our lives. This seeming arbitrariness can be frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some believe that their lives and very existence are a  matter of random chance or simply the result of cosmic and biological  processes. Behind such processes, they do not see any hand guiding it  all. Much of the astounding science that occurs on Antarctica is  immersed with understanding the origins and health of our planet. But it  cannot answer fundamental human questions, “Why am I here?” “Is there a  plan for my life?”&lt;br /&gt;On this icy, frozen continent, we are humbled. It reminds us of our  frail humanity. When I entered the South Pole station and I took off my  thick goose-down parka, my clerical collar and lettering on my shirt  saying “chaplain” were clearly visible. I walked down the corridor of  the South Pole station, and there were more than a few faces that smiled  and welcomed me. They said they’re glad I’m here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, as the flights out were canceled again, I walked into  the manager’s office. We looked at the weather and she said, “Looks like  you might be here for Christmas.” She told me that they have never  before had a chaplain here on Christmas Day. She said, “We would be  fortunate and grateful.” This morning, several people smiled broadly  when they heard I might be at the pole with them for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could see this storm as a random event and my being weathered in  at the South Pole simply as an act of nature. But it may be that, for  the first time, a chaplain will be here on Christmas Day to celebrate  the birth of the Son of God. I cannot plan it; I can only accept  whatever comes. Each day, we will look out and see what has been planned  for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t this the case for each of our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest of the story: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://religion.blogs.cnn.com/2011/12/23/my-faith-an-unexpected-christmas-at-south-pole/"&gt;http://religion.blogs.cnn.com/2011/12/23/my-faith-an-unexpected-christmas-at-south-pole/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6978122459305595997?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6978122459305595997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6978122459305595997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6978122459305595997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6978122459305595997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-in-antarctica.html' title='Christmas in Antarctica...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4879300779833273636</id><published>2011-12-28T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T07:00:02.934-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The mystery of Christmas speaks to every human heart. To  those who have no religious faith, it reveals God’s closeness, His  intimacy. To those who have drifted away from their faith, Christmas is a  vivid reminder of simple truths and better times. To those who practice  their faith in a routine or half-hearted way, Christmas can help  reawaken the flame of life in Christ. And even for those who are fervent  in their practice of the faith, Christmas is a chance to deepen and  solidify a childlike humility and a Christlike generosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas  helps each of us realize in new and life-changing ways the paradox of  God’s presence. Although He seems absent, He is closer to us than we are  to ourselves. Although He is all-powerful and steeped in majesty, His  coming is utterly simple, an act of supreme humility. As we pray in the  Liturgy of the Hours, “A little child is born for us today; little and  yet called the mighty God.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The feast of Christmas, as we have  come to know it, was strongly influenced by the devotion of St. Francis  of Assisi. “The special warmth we feel at Christmas,” Pope Benedict  writes, “did not develop until the Middle Ages. It was Francis of Assisi  who helped bring this novelty about through his deep love for the man  Jesus, for the God with us.” Quoting an early biographer of St. Francis,  the pope says St. Francis “celebrated Christmas more than any other  feast with an indescribable joy.” The saint’s biographer goes on to say  that St. Francis “embraced with great affection and devotion the images  that represented the child Jesus and stammered words of sympathy as  children do words of affection. The name of Jesus was sweet as honey on  his lips.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;St. Francis longed for the nearness of God. He wanted  to experience the joy of Christmas directly. As Pope Benedict tells us,  “He wanted to experience up close the birth of the child Jesus and to  tell all his friends.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Archbishop Robert Carlson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4879300779833273636?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4879300779833273636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4879300779833273636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4879300779833273636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4879300779833273636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/mystery.html' title='The Mystery'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2239197970723162458</id><published>2011-12-27T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:00:01.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Message'/><title type='text'>A message of Hope</title><content type='html'>Queen Elizabeth II speaks of the year, the season with hope, faith and family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/olEp_3Spc1g" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2239197970723162458?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2239197970723162458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2239197970723162458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2239197970723162458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2239197970723162458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/message-of-hope.html' title='A message of Hope'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/olEp_3Spc1g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-702512795426503690</id><published>2011-12-27T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:54:04.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>Feast of St. John</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://upperroom.org/methodx/images/thelife/prayermethods/spacer.gif" width="10" /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbzFNkB9F4s/TvoF_y9nL1I/AAAAAAAABPk/yxS73t0g8YY/s1600/st+john+the+evanelist+01+circle+clear.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbzFNkB9F4s/TvoF_y9nL1I/AAAAAAAABPk/yxS73t0g8YY/s200/st+john+the+evanelist+01+circle+clear.gif" style="height: 304px; width: 304px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="headerTheLife"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, son of Zebedee and Salome, and brother to James, was  one of the first disciples Jesus called.  James and John were "in the  boat with their father ... mending their nets, and he called them.   Immediately they left the boat and their father, and followed him"  (Matthew 4:21-22).  Along with Peter, James and John formed the  disciples' inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus nicknamed the brothers "Sons of Thunder."  Along with  Peter, James and John formed the inner circle of the disciples.  They  accompanied Jesus when he healed Jairus' daughter, were present at the  Transfiguration, and triggered a discussion on who would sit at Jesus'  right hand (Matthew 20:20-23, Mark 10:35-45.)  James and John stayed  with Jesus while he prayed in Gesthemane but fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the death and resurrection of Jesus, John was a leader in  the Jerusalem church community.  He preached with Peter, was arrested,  and later traveled with Peter to Samaria.  John is credited as the  author of the fourth gospel (thus, the repeated references to John as  "the Beloved Disciple" and the one Jesus loved best).  He may also have  written two epistles and the Book of Revelations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Testament gives no evidence of John's death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-702512795426503690?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/702512795426503690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=702512795426503690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/702512795426503690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/702512795426503690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/feast-of-st-john.html' title='Feast of St. John'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbzFNkB9F4s/TvoF_y9nL1I/AAAAAAAABPk/yxS73t0g8YY/s72-c/st+john+the+evanelist+01+circle+clear.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8213351424280316147</id><published>2011-12-26T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T07:00:03.120-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Good news of great joy!</title><content type='html'>Joy is the banner that flies over the castle when the King is in residence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not be afraid! I bring you good news of great joy that will be for  all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;; he is Christ the&amp;nbsp;Lord.” Luke 2:10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed the word "you" in these passages before? It doesn't say Christ was born to them...it says a Savior has been born to YOU. In order for a child to be born to you, the child must belong to you. In  the case of Christ, the only way that the child belongs to you is if you  belong to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not insignificant that this message was given to shepherds. They were considered in the lower classes of society. They were dirty, they handled sheep, they smelled, and supposedly couldn't be trusted. And yet, the angels tell the shepherds...next to Mary, Joseph and Elizabeth, they are the first to know. It is thought to bear out what Mary says in the&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magnificat"&gt; Magnificat&lt;/a&gt;, "&lt;i&gt;He hath put down the mighty from their seat, and He hath exalted the humble&lt;/i&gt;". If you consider the Jewish shepherds and the gentile Magi, this may well have been the first declaration of God's intent to spread His message to all the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been born so that we may live in relationship with Him along with the Father and the Holy Spirit. He is our intercessor, He is our shield, He is the Light of the World...&lt;i&gt;belong to Him and He will belong to you&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzZQn-R-W9k/TvNTF0kS0II/AAAAAAAABPY/uaw0k8GBQWg/s1600/adoration.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzZQn-R-W9k/TvNTF0kS0II/AAAAAAAABPY/uaw0k8GBQWg/s1600/adoration.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8213351424280316147?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8213351424280316147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8213351424280316147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8213351424280316147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8213351424280316147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-news-of-great-joy.html' title='Good news of great joy!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzZQn-R-W9k/TvNTF0kS0II/AAAAAAAABPY/uaw0k8GBQWg/s72-c/adoration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4128999659382066576</id><published>2011-12-25T07:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T07:00:02.078-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rC61WXMN_XY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4128999659382066576?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4128999659382066576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4128999659382066576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4128999659382066576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4128999659382066576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rC61WXMN_XY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-387503885999457137</id><published>2011-12-24T14:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:00:00.911-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>The Bishop's Wife</title><content type='html'>One of my absolute favorite Christmas movies is&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0039190/"&gt; "The Bishop's Wife"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was released in 1947 but is a humorous, touching story that resounds today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Especially Henry's Christmas Eve message (that was actually written by Dudley)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YUk09rjFRpw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-387503885999457137?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/387503885999457137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=387503885999457137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/387503885999457137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/387503885999457137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/bishops-wife.html' title='The Bishop&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YUk09rjFRpw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-9010840071869615672</id><published>2011-12-24T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T07:00:00.487-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 1914</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGZuPEjZ_Pc/TvM9trO4BVI/AAAAAAAABPM/8AkxxHgFIWs/s1600/war.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGZuPEjZ_Pc/TvM9trO4BVI/AAAAAAAABPM/8AkxxHgFIWs/s320/war.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The meeting of enemies as     friends in no-man's land was experienced by hundreds, if not  thousands, of     men on the Western Front during Christmas 1914.&amp;nbsp; Today, 90 years  after     it occurred, the event is seen as a shining episode of sanity from  among the     bloody chapters of World War One - a spontaneous effort by the lower  ranks     to create a peace that could have blossomed were it not for the  interference     of generals and politicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagine you are standing knee deep in the slime of a perpetually waterlogged trench.&amp;nbsp; It is the evening of     24 December 1914 and you are on the dreaded Western Front (which started at the North Sea and stretched to the Swiss border with France). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You wade     across to the firing step and take over the watch.&amp;nbsp; You exchange     pleasantries with your colleague as he shuffles  off, bleary eyed     toward his dug out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You listen for a few moments and your confusion gives way to surprise as men from  both     sides start singing carols and songs.&amp;nbsp; Next you hear requests not to  fire your weapon...could it be a truce?&amp;nbsp; Why yes, it is! Along many parts of the     line the Truce was spurred on with the arrival in the German trenches  of     miniature Christmas trees - &lt;i&gt;Tannenbaum&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The sight these small      pines, decorated with candles and strung along the German parapets,  captures everyone's imagination,     and soon the unthinkable happens: you start to see the shadowy shapes  of     soldiers gathering together in no-man's land (between the trenches) laughing, joking and  sharing     gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Many have exchanged buttons and    cigarettes, the lit ends of which burn brightly in the inky  darkness.&amp;nbsp;     Plucking up your courage, you haul yourself up and out of the trench  and     walk towards the foe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Christmas Day the truce was initiated through sadder means.&amp;nbsp; Both  sides     saw the lull as a chance to get into no-man's land and seek out the  bodies     of their comrades and give them a decent burial.&amp;nbsp; Once this was  done     the opponents would inevitably begin talking to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;       The 6th Gordon Highlanders,     for example, organised a burial truce with the enemy.&amp;nbsp; After the     gruesome task of laying friends to rest was complete,  the     fraternisation began. With the Truce in full     swing up and down the line there were a number of recorded games of  soccer,     although these were really just 'kick-abouts' rather than a  structured     match. Sadly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;it was not long before the fighting began again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, many see the     Truce as nothing more than a temporary lull induced by the  season     of goodwill, but willingly exploited by both sides to better their  defenses     and eye out one anothers positions.&amp;nbsp; Still others believe the Truce      was an effort by normal men to bring about an end to the slaughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the public mind the     facts have become irrevocably romanticized and perhaps this is the  most     important legacy of the Christmas Truce today.&amp;nbsp; In our age of     uncertainty, it comforting to believe, regardless of the real  reasoning and     motives, that soldiers and officers told to hate, loathe and kill,  could     still lower their guns and extend the hand of goodwill, peace, love  and     Christmas cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-9010840071869615672?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/9010840071869615672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=9010840071869615672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/9010840071869615672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/9010840071869615672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-1914.html' title='Christmas Eve 1914'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGZuPEjZ_Pc/TvM9trO4BVI/AAAAAAAABPM/8AkxxHgFIWs/s72-c/war.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-710226744462314510</id><published>2011-12-23T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:30:00.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Shepherds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MP133TS8FXA/TvCL5fQjdfI/AAAAAAAABOw/Fi_vePIrfPI/s1600/sheep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MP133TS8FXA/TvCL5fQjdfI/AAAAAAAABOw/Fi_vePIrfPI/s1600/sheep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shepherds are not just important to the Christmas story, they're still a vital part of our world today... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each  Christmas Eve when he hears the familiar account of the  shepherds’ angelic  visit, Glen Fisher has good reason to sit up a  little straighter in his pew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  United Methodist has herded sheep for more than 30 years on his  ranch near  Sonora in southwest Texas, and he is a respected leader in  his profession. In  January, Fisher will complete his two-year term as  president of the American  Sheep Industry Association, the  national  organization that represents the 82,000 sheep producers in the United   States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheep  remain an integral part of U.S. agriculture. Farm flocks are  raised in all 50 states,  providing wool for mills as far away as China  and meat for dinner tables closer  to home. Fisher’s home state of Texas  has the nation’s largest share of the  industry, with more than 10  percent of the nation’s sheep producers and some  830,000 sheep and  lambs as of this past January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest&lt;a href="http://www.umc.org/site/apps/nlnet/content3.aspx?c=lwL4KnN1LtH&amp;amp;b=5259669&amp;amp;ct=8980131&amp;amp;tr=y&amp;amp;auid=10041608"&gt; here... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-710226744462314510?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/710226744462314510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=710226744462314510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/710226744462314510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/710226744462314510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/shepherds.html' title='Shepherds'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MP133TS8FXA/TvCL5fQjdfI/AAAAAAAABOw/Fi_vePIrfPI/s72-c/sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5561680255216692143</id><published>2011-12-23T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:00:18.493-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>They weren't expecting it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The shepherds would never have dreamed they would be a part of the miraculous birth. And yet, they were...a significant part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Luke 2:13-14 tells us “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;13 Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and&amp;nbsp; saying, 14 “Glory to God in the  highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive; font-size: small;"&gt;Imagine yourself a shepherd in the fields...it is night and you are tending your sheep. There is safety in numbers so several of you stand guard around the flock to keep  the predators at bay...or perhaps you are rounding them up to put them in a makeshift  corral for the night but still you stand guard. The evening is quiet, the stars are bright. Perhaps you've noticed the one star that seems to stand out...it seems so close...just above you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive; font-size: small;"&gt;An angel appears to call attention to the star and to explain it's meaning. This would have been a most terrifying sight! Close your eyes and imagine...a bright angel, floating above the earth and speaking directly to you! After his message, you are sure to think that nothing could top that! But then...&lt;i&gt;a great company of the heavenly host appears.&lt;/i&gt;..don't know about you but to me, a great company means a &lt;b&gt;lot&lt;/b&gt; of angels and they are praising God! If you weren't already kneeling with your face to the ground because of the first angel, I suspect you would be now! How bright, how LOUD, how joyous it must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive; font-size: small;"&gt;have been! It had to be one of those moments that make the hair stand on the back of your neck. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1324389946589391" style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;!--#yiv1707887326 filtered {margin:0.79in;}#yiv1707887326 P {margin-bottom:0.08in;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive; font-size: small;"&gt;The Bible tells us the shepherds then made their way to see the Child. And to spread the Word...they had to spread the Word...they must have felt compelled. And all who heard it marveled (which means “to cause wonder or astonishment”)! Are you approaching the Birth of the Child with joy? Do you marvel at God's love for us? Do you feel wonder, or are you astonished? We are 2,000+ years removed from the event, but it's power over us is no less than it was then. Let us be the shepherds of our time and spread the marvelous Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5561680255216692143?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5561680255216692143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5561680255216692143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5561680255216692143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5561680255216692143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/they-werent-expecting-it.html' title='They weren&apos;t expecting it...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5630522950668761355</id><published>2011-12-22T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:30:03.524-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun; Laughter'/><title type='text'>Laughter</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/"&gt;The Telegraph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is contagious and thankfully there is no cure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EeauvE1M7qc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unclear what the joke that sparked the mass  hysterics was, but mobile    phone footage uploaded to the video sharing site has caught the  imagination    of many online viewers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="secondPar"&gt;The origin of the laughter appears to a blonde woman sniggering at  something    on her phone. She is soon joined in her mirth by most of the other    passengers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="thirdPar"&gt;The video, posted by a user called &lt;i&gt;amerking&lt;/i&gt; has been viewed more  than 1    million times in a week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5630522950668761355?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5630522950668761355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5630522950668761355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5630522950668761355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5630522950668761355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/laughter.html' title='Laughter'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EeauvE1M7qc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4293264103080983484</id><published>2011-12-22T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:00:07.270-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festivals'/><title type='text'>Winter Solstice</title><content type='html'>In the Northern Hemisphere today is the longest night and shortest day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ancient times, the winter solstice may have been immensely important because  communities were not certain of living through the winter, and had to be  prepared during the previous nine months. Starvation  was common in winter between January and April, also known as the famine  months. In temperate climates, the midwinter festival was the last  feast celebration,  before deep winter began. Most cattle were slaughtered so they would not have to be fed during the  winter, so it was almost the only time of year when a supply of fresh  meat was available. The majority of wine and beer made  during the year was finally fermented and ready for drinking at this  time. The concentration of the observances were not always on the day  commencing at midnight or at dawn, but the  beginning of the pre-Romanized day, which falls on the previous evening.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winter_solstice#cite_note-5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In modern times Christians all over the world celebrate the birth of  Jesus Christ on Christmas, which falls on December 25. It is  believed that this date was chosen by the church to offset pagan celebrations of  Saturnalia and Natalis Invicti. Some believe that celebrating the birth  of the “true light of the world” was set in synchronization with the  December solstice because from that point onwards, the days began to  have more daylight in the northern hemisphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is also referred to as Yule, which may have derived from  the Norse word &lt;i&gt;jól&lt;/i&gt;, referring to the pre-Christian winter  solstice festival. Yule is also known as Alban Arthan and was one of the  “Lesser Sabbats” of the Wiccan year in a time when ancient believers  celebrated the rebirth of the Sun God and days with more light. This  took place annually around the time of the December solstice and lasted  for 12 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="grp fr" style="margin: 0.5em 0pt 0.5em 1em; padding: 5px 5px 0pt; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Feast of Juul was a pre-Christian festival observed in Scandinavia  at the time of the December solstice. Fires were lit to symbolize the  heat, light and life-giving properties of the returning sun. A Yule or  Juul log was brought in and burned on the hearth in honor of the  Scandinavian god Thor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of the log was kept as both a token of good luck and as kindling  for the following year’s log. In England, Germany, France and other  European countries, the Yule log was burned until nothing but ash  remained. The ashes were then collected and either strewn on the fields  as fertilizer every night until Twelfth Night or kept as a charm and or  as medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French peasants believed that if the ashes were kept under the bed, they  would protect the house against thunder and lightning. The present-day  custom of lighting a Yule log at Christmas is believed to have  originated in the bonfires associated with the feast of Juul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4293264103080983484?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4293264103080983484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4293264103080983484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4293264103080983484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4293264103080983484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-solstice.html' title='Winter Solstice'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3973401915583915217</id><published>2011-12-21T16:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:00:00.979-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>According to the predictions, we are one year away from the date the ancient Mayan Long Count calendar supposedly marks as the end of an era and the end of humanity. Many archeologists argue that the 2012 reference on a 1,300-year-old  stone tablet only marks the end of a cycle in the Mayan calendar. Perhaps others have added "the end of humanity"...seems so many of us are attracted to apocalyptic ideas and always assume the worst. Although it is interesting to try and interpret the writings of ancient civilizations, I believe 12/21/12 will be the Winter Solstice for 2012...nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The History channel has more information:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/maRozwwniqc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3973401915583915217?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3973401915583915217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3973401915583915217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3973401915583915217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3973401915583915217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/maRozwwniqc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4269277959248417903</id><published>2011-12-21T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T12:30:03.825-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>The cat rocks the cradle...sort of...</title><content type='html'>This video shows a baby fretting, and the cat soothing him back to sleep. Who knew cats were such good babysitters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PWXigjFm4TM" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4269277959248417903?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4269277959248417903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4269277959248417903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4269277959248417903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4269277959248417903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/cat-rocks-cradlesort-of.html' title='The cat rocks the cradle...sort of...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PWXigjFm4TM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1806562521223664536</id><published>2011-12-21T09:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T09:00:08.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Google</title><content type='html'>This is a "just for fun" during the holiday season: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZaH41fPvzY/TvHhQh69mOI/AAAAAAAABPA/Lv0Iy2NGdY8/s1600/let-it-snow-google.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZaH41fPvzY/TvHhQh69mOI/AAAAAAAABPA/Lv0Iy2NGdY8/s640/let-it-snow-google.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Holiday season is no different, with a  few seasonal twists recently  added to Google Search.&lt;br /&gt;In your Firefox or Google Chrome browser, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;visit Google’s Search page&lt;/a&gt; and perform a  search of the words &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let it snow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to see a cascade of snow  fall from the top of the browser window, rapidly filling up (and fogging  up) your display.  The effect is most prominent if you go full screen  (typically F11 on your PC keyboard - you’ll have to manually zoom on a  Mac.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your mouse to wipe the snow away, or wait for your screen to  become obscured enough for a Defrost button to appear, clearing it all  up. Could I have one of those for my car please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have not seen the snow fall effect work on Internet  Explorer or Safari (Are there Scrooges at Redmond and Cupertino standing  by, ready to ruin my Google Christmas fun?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing a search for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hanukkah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; will provide a nice  string of Stars of David to decorate your search results.  Try out &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Santa  Claus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Lights&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to get an old-fashioned  string of lights instead.  These low-tech options should work on all  browsers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1806562521223664536?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1806562521223664536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1806562521223664536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1806562521223664536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1806562521223664536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/google.html' title='Google'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZaH41fPvzY/TvHhQh69mOI/AAAAAAAABPA/Lv0Iy2NGdY8/s72-c/let-it-snow-google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2473263472112455827</id><published>2011-12-21T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T07:00:14.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judaism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish festivals'/><title type='text'>Hanukkah!</title><content type='html'>The video below is an explanation of the Jewish celebration of Hanukkah (or Chanukah)...today is the first day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G40SlkmZkqU" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from:&lt;a href="http://www.g-dcast.com/"&gt; www.g-dcast.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2473263472112455827?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2473263472112455827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2473263472112455827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2473263472112455827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2473263472112455827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/hanukkah.html' title='Hanukkah!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/G40SlkmZkqU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2065531961684623185</id><published>2011-12-20T14:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:00:00.639-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Advent reminds us that our salvation  comes from something small, weak and hidden. One might have expected God to present His  only Son to worldwide fanfare. Although He was announced by angels singing, only  the shepherds heard. Although He had His very own star, only the Wise  Men saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When we despair, we need to  look for the small signs of God's presence. The smile of a baby, the play of children, the  blooming of a flower, the love and encouragement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1324389946589144" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of friends. Today the world tries to overwhelm us with noise but it is the still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;small  voice of God that deserves our complete attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;This season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; is marked by a spirit of expectation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;of anticipation, of preparation and of longing. All of which are fulfilled with the birth of the Child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Celebrate His birth with unbridled joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2065531961684623185?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2065531961684623185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2065531961684623185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2065531961684623185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2065531961684623185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebrate.html' title='Celebrate'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5415744902569395601</id><published>2011-12-20T12:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T12:30:00.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Angry Birds???</title><content type='html'>We are Angry Bird fans at our house but never would have thought of an interactive light display!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JqeSFdV-M2E" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5415744902569395601?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5415744902569395601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5415744902569395601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5415744902569395601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5415744902569395601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/angry-birds.html' title='Angry Birds???'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JqeSFdV-M2E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4422170574371741600</id><published>2011-12-20T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T07:00:01.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generosity; compassion'/><title type='text'>Christmas restored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;This story reminds us that there are people out there who want others to see the Christ in Christmas... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A similar random act of kindness happened at a Kmart in Indianapolis,  where a young father wearing dirty clothes and worn-out boots, stood in  line at a layaway counter alongside three small children. &lt;br /&gt;He asked to pay something on his bill because he knew he wouldn't  be able to afford it all before Christmas. Then a mysterious woman  stepped up to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She told him, 'No, I'm paying for it,'" recalled Edna Deppe,  assistant manager at the store in Indianapolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He just stood there and  looked at her and then looked at me and asked if it was a joke. I told  him it wasn't, and that she was going to pay for him. And he just busted  out in tears." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she left the store Tuesday evening, the Indianapolis woman  in her mid-40s had paid the layaway orders for as many as 50 people. On  the way out, she handed out $50 bills and paid for two carts of toys  for a woman in line at the cash register. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She was doing it in the memory of her husband who had just died,  and she said she wasn't going to be able to spend it and wanted to make  people happy with it," Deppe said. The woman did not identify herself  and only asked people to "remember Ben," an apparent reference to her  husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deppe, who said she has worked in retail for 40 years, had never  seen anything like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was like an angel fell out of the sky and appeared in our  store," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full story is&lt;a href="http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=2011111216011"&gt; here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4422170574371741600?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4422170574371741600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4422170574371741600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4422170574371741600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4422170574371741600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-restored.html' title='Christmas restored...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2352592215146494523</id><published>2011-12-19T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:32:00.866-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cookie Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-phIOIaxvZ4w/TutWli4v_GI/AAAAAAAABOo/2b7RWwkE0a8/s1600/Recipe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-phIOIaxvZ4w/TutWli4v_GI/AAAAAAAABOo/2b7RWwkE0a8/s640/Recipe.JPG" width="465" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.commonwealmagazine.org/blog/?p=16347"&gt;Commonweal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love it! Now if I could just find my chalice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2352592215146494523?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2352592215146494523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2352592215146494523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2352592215146494523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2352592215146494523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/cookie-recipe.html' title='Cookie Recipe'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-phIOIaxvZ4w/TutWli4v_GI/AAAAAAAABOo/2b7RWwkE0a8/s72-c/Recipe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1704640097989844811</id><published>2011-12-19T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T07:00:08.601-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Worship fully</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NG7zWe3F63A" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1704640097989844811?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1704640097989844811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1704640097989844811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1704640097989844811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1704640097989844811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/worship-fully.html' title='Worship fully'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NG7zWe3F63A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5200965602874669214</id><published>2011-12-18T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:00:05.791-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/muPw2j6VCSw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5200965602874669214?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5200965602874669214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5200965602874669214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5200965602874669214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5200965602874669214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-week-4.html' title='Advent Week 4'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/muPw2j6VCSw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2948905669716193027</id><published>2011-12-17T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:00:06.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>The Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>You may have seen this before but it's worth another watch...&lt;br /&gt;from New Zealand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zduwusyip8M" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2948905669716193027?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2948905669716193027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2948905669716193027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2948905669716193027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2948905669716193027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story.html' title='The Christmas Story'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zduwusyip8M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3858262551624523111</id><published>2011-12-17T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:00:09.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter'/><title type='text'>Take!</title><content type='html'>Fra Giovanni Giocondo was a Renaissance pioneer. He was an accomplished architect, engineer, antiquary, archaeologist, classical scholar and Franciscan friar. He wrote the following letter to Countess Allagia Aldobrandeschi on Christmas Eve, 1513. It still speaks to us today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I salute you. I am your friend and my love for you goes deep. There is nothing I can give you which you have not. But there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take. No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today. Take heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present little instant. Take peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach, is joy. There is radiance and glory in darkness, could we but see. And to see, we have only to look. I beseech you to look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Life is so generous a giver. But we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel's hand that brings it to you. Everything we call a trial, a sorrow or a duty, believe me, that angel's hand is there. The gift is there and the wonder of an overshadowing presence. Your joys, too, be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven. Courage then to claim it; that is all! But courage you have and the knowledge that we are pilgrims together wending through unknown country, home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And so I greet you. Not quite as the world greets you, but with profound esteem and with the prayer that for you, now and forever, the day breaks and the shadows flee away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AuKVO_GExG0/TuoGeV433SI/AAAAAAAABOY/sFWZkkShN-0/s1600/FraGiovanni_400px.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AuKVO_GExG0/TuoGeV433SI/AAAAAAAABOY/sFWZkkShN-0/s320/FraGiovanni_400px.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3858262551624523111?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3858262551624523111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3858262551624523111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3858262551624523111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3858262551624523111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/take.html' title='Take!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AuKVO_GExG0/TuoGeV433SI/AAAAAAAABOY/sFWZkkShN-0/s72-c/FraGiovanni_400px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5969867068342620524</id><published>2011-12-16T11:30:00.023-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:30:01.464-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday...</title><content type='html'>To two favorites of mine... &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ludwig van Beehtoven (1770 - 1827)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A German composer whose profound deafness during the last ten years of  his life makes all the more remarkable his renowned musical  achievements.  These include nine symphonies, 32 piano sonatas, two  Masses, a violin concerto, and five piano concertos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his best known pieces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_mVW8tgGY_w" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/_4IRMYuE1hI"&gt;The Fifth Symphony&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/vQVeaIHWWck"&gt; Moonlight Sonata&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/Wod-MudLNPA"&gt;Ode to Joy &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ciframe%20width=%22640%22%20height=%22360%22%20src=%22http://www.youtube.com/embed/SHkSukSBtN4%22%20frameborder=%220%22%20allowfullscreen%3E%3C/iframe%3E"&gt;The 6th Symphony in F Major Opus 68&lt;/a&gt; (one of my very favorites) and too many others to name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jane Austen (1775 - 1817)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A well known and much loved English author, her fans today number in the millions and her stories are regularly captured on film. Books such as&lt;a href="http://www.janeausten.org/sense-and-sensibility/sense-and-sensibility-online.asp"&gt; Sense &amp;amp; Sensibility&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.janeausten.org/pride-and-prejudice/pride-and-prejudice-online.asp"&gt;Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.janeausten.org/emma/emma-online.asp"&gt;Emma&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.janeausten.org/jane-austen-books.asp"&gt;others.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a piece she wrote called "Prayer":&lt;br /&gt;"Give us a thankful sense of the Blessings in which we live, of the  many Comforts of our lot, that we may not deserve to lose them by  Discontent or Indifference."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5969867068342620524?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5969867068342620524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5969867068342620524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5969867068342620524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5969867068342620524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_mVW8tgGY_w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7330585028259464440</id><published>2011-12-16T07:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:41:58.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>There's some good...</title><content type='html'>If you've read the Lord of the Rings or seen the movies then you know that Sam is the character with the pure heart. He is the virtuous and trustworthy soul...and he never gives up. Many days it seems as if there is no good news to be heard anywhere in the world...but there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JEMdXhfO-Wk" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7330585028259464440?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7330585028259464440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7330585028259464440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7330585028259464440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7330585028259464440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/theres-some-good.html' title='There&apos;s some good...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JEMdXhfO-Wk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-846108555506821354</id><published>2011-12-15T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:06:43.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society;'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>Good news...for the first time in decades, people who marry are staying married longer...&lt;br /&gt;According to the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/local/number-of-long-lasting-marriages-in-us-has-risen-census-bureau-reports/2011/05/18/AFO8dW6G_story.html"&gt;Washington Post:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three in four couples who married after 1990 celebrated a 10-year  anniversary, according to census  statistics reported Wednesday. That was a rise of three percentage  points compared with couples who married in the early 1980s, when the  nation’s divorce rate was at its highest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They believe the reason is that people are postponing marriage until they're older...&lt;br /&gt;Again, according to the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/local/married-couples-at-a-record-low/2011/12/13/gIQAnJyYsO_story.html"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="article_body"&gt;     &lt;i&gt;&lt;article&gt;          &lt;/article&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;The proportion of adults who are married has plunged to record  lows as more people decide to live together now and wed later,  reflecting decades of evolving attitudes about the role of marriage in  society.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Just 51&amp;nbsp;percent of all adults who are 18 and older are married,  placing them on the brink of becoming a minority, according to a Pew  Research Center analysis of census statistics to be released Wednesday.  That represents a steep drop from 57 percent who were married in 2000.&lt;/i&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everything trends one way or the other but I'm not sure what this says for the state of marriage today. Although I don't believe anyone should ever "rush" into marriage, does living together really guarantee a long marriage?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-846108555506821354?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/846108555506821354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=846108555506821354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/846108555506821354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/846108555506821354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3218023965876420364</id><published>2011-12-14T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:30:00.327-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Make straight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Xsb3jFcf4/Tue1GD5jMQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UKcE9ZZgJ5Q/s1600/135.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Xsb3jFcf4/Tue1GD5jMQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UKcE9ZZgJ5Q/s1600/135.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday's post from the &lt;a href="http://devotional.upperroom.org/"&gt;Upper Room&lt;/a&gt; included Isaiah 40:3 in a message from Mike Ripski:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Advent asks all of us that same question. Isaiah called people to "make  straight" a way for the Lord. The modern equivalent of the prophet's  image is heavy earth?movers and dynamite. We prepare for God to come by  bulldozing away and washing away all that is unholy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest&lt;a href="http://devotional.upperroom.org/devotionals/2011-12-13"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3218023965876420364?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3218023965876420364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3218023965876420364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3218023965876420364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3218023965876420364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/make-straight.html' title='Make straight'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Xsb3jFcf4/Tue1GD5jMQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UKcE9ZZgJ5Q/s72-c/135.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8163417546609274267</id><published>2011-12-14T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:00:19.197-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>Saint John of the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsktAxJUXlI/TudcJOoAh-I/AAAAAAAABN4/1l0TMSRFZfE/s1600/stjohn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsktAxJUXlI/TudcJOoAh-I/AAAAAAAABN4/1l0TMSRFZfE/s1600/stjohn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the feast day of St. John of the Cross... &lt;br /&gt;Born in Spain in 1542, John learned the importance of self-sacrificing  love from his parents. His father gave up wealth, status, and comfort  when he married a weaver's daughter and was disowned by his noble  family. After his father died, his mother kept the destitute family  together as they wandered homeless in search of work. These were the  examples of sacrifice that John followed with his own great love -- God.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the family finally found work, John still went hungry in the middle  of the wealthiest city in Spain. At fourteen, John took a job caring  for hospital patients who suffered from incurable diseases and madness.  It was out of this poverty and suffering, that John learned to search  for beauty and happiness not in the world, but in God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After John joined the Carmelite order, &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/t/teresa/"&gt;Saint Teresa of Avila&lt;/a&gt; asked him  to help her reform movement. John supported her belief that the order  should return to its life of prayer. But many Carmelites felt threatened  by this reform, and some members of John's own order kidnapped him. He  was locked in a cell six feet by ten feet and beaten three times a week  by the monks. There was only one tiny window high up near the ceiling.  Yet in that unbearable dark, cold, and desolation, his love and faith  were like fire and light. He had nothing left but God -- and God brought  John his greatest joys in that tiny cell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nine months, John escaped by unscrewing the lock on his door and  creeping past the guard. Taking only the mystical poetry he had written  in his cell, he climbed out a window using a rope made of strips of  blankets. With no idea where he was, he followed a dog to civilization.  He hid from pursuers in a convent infirmary where he read his poetry to  the nuns. From then on his life was devoted to sharing and explaining  his experience of God's love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His life of poverty and persecution could have produced a bitter cynic.  Instead it gave birth to a compassionate mystic, who lived by the  beliefs that "Who has ever seen people persuaded to love God by  harshness?" and "Where there is no love, put love -- and you will find  love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John left us many books of practical advice on spiritual growth and  prayer that are just as relevant today as they were then. These books  include: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/john_cross/ascent.html"&gt;Ascent of Mount Carmel&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/john_cross/dark_night.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dark Night of the Soul&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;i&gt;A Spiritual Canticle of the Soul and the Bridegroom Christ&lt;/i&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Info from &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/"&gt;CCEL.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8163417546609274267?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8163417546609274267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8163417546609274267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8163417546609274267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8163417546609274267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/saint-john-of-cross.html' title='Saint John of the Cross'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsktAxJUXlI/TudcJOoAh-I/AAAAAAAABN4/1l0TMSRFZfE/s72-c/stjohn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4098714761816813590</id><published>2011-12-13T11:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:30:05.242-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>As we all know, Advent is a time for waiting...I was struck by this simple yet poignant prayer from &lt;a href="http://adventdoor.com/2011/12/04/advent-2-while-you-are-waiting/"&gt;The Advent Door...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;Blessing for Waiting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;for the night &lt;br /&gt;to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;for the night &lt;br /&gt;to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;in the hospital room&lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;in the cell &lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;in prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;for news &lt;br /&gt;who wait&lt;br /&gt;for the phone call&lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;for a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;for a job &lt;br /&gt;a house&lt;br /&gt;a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;for one who &lt;br /&gt;will come home&lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;for one who &lt;br /&gt;will not come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait with fear&lt;br /&gt;who wait with joy &lt;br /&gt;who wait with peace &lt;br /&gt;who wait with rage&lt;br /&gt;who wait for the end &lt;br /&gt;who wait for the beginning &lt;br /&gt;who wait alone &lt;br /&gt;who wait together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;without knowing &lt;br /&gt;what they wait for &lt;br /&gt;or why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;when they &lt;br /&gt;should not wait &lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;when they should be &lt;br /&gt;in motion &lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;when they need &lt;br /&gt;to rise &lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;when they need &lt;br /&gt;to set out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wait &lt;br /&gt;for the end &lt;br /&gt;of waiting &lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;for the fullness &lt;br /&gt;of time &lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;emptied and &lt;br /&gt;open and &lt;br /&gt;ready&lt;br /&gt;who wait &lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- &lt;a href="http://adventdoor.com/"&gt;Jan Richardson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment to read the rest of the post at the link above...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4098714761816813590?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4098714761816813590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4098714761816813590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4098714761816813590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4098714761816813590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/waiting_13.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1618357675798640425</id><published>2011-12-13T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:13:23.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Practices'/><title type='text'>God locks the door...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I just read the piece by that name earlier today at &lt;a href="http://www.conversiondiary.com/2009/08/when-god-locks-doors.html"&gt;Conversion Diary blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;After we said goodbye, as I watched them walk away I glanced over at  the Adoration chapel. “Could it be…?!” I thought. “No way.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Could it be that the door was locked because I was meant to talk to  those sisters? Were we meant to meet that day and God arranged for the  door to be locked to stall me, because they hadn’t arrived yet? I  laughed at the silliness of the thought and started for my car again.  But then I stopped, turned around, and decided to give it one more try.  “If that door is unlocked now…I am going to freak out,” I thought.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back in front of the door, I crossed myself with holy water again,  took a deep breath, and pushed down on the handle. There was no  resistance. I pressed it all the way down in one fluid motion, and the  door to the Adoration chapel swung open.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would encourage you to follow the link and read the entire piece. Needless to say, it is what I needed to hear...when I needed to hear it! Too many times, I have given in to the despair. Who knows what opportunities I have missed in doing so...because unlike the author, I don't believe in coincidence.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1618357675798640425?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1618357675798640425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1618357675798640425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1618357675798640425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1618357675798640425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-locks-door.html' title='God locks the door...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-1444769326564089634</id><published>2011-12-12T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:00:14.586-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>Our Lady of Guadalupe</title><content type='html'>&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/em&gt;earing an emblem of the Virgin  Mary on the front of their elaborate costumes and a guardian angel on  the back, young dancers kick, march, stomp and swing their arms along  with the beat of a tip-tapping&amp;nbsp;drum.&lt;br /&gt;"Each step is like praying the rosary," said Manuel  Sanchez, leader of a 40-person group of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matachines"&gt;&lt;em&gt;matachines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or  devotional dancers, from St. Leo the Great  Catholic Church in&amp;nbsp;Aldine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their dancing is a centuries-old tradition among Mexican-Americans to  honor&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Our_Lady_of_Guadalupe"&gt; Our Lady of Guadalupe&lt;/a&gt;, whose Dec. 12 feast day celebrations fall  in the midst of the Advent season, when Catholics are preparing to  celebrate Christ's divine&amp;nbsp;birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7yn9B5bAaw/TtkCbc5uMuI/AAAAAAAABMw/SQ0FSAU5Izc/s1600/www.chron.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7yn9B5bAaw/TtkCbc5uMuI/AAAAAAAABMw/SQ0FSAU5Izc/s320/www.chron.com.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The &lt;em&gt;matachines&lt;/em&gt; wear signature-style, giant headpieces and  traditional, Aztec-style dress, and they entertain thousands of  Houstonians each year with their synchronized moves and almost hypnotic  rhythm, but the real purpose of the dancing is spiritual. The &lt;em&gt;matachines&lt;/em&gt;  are faithful Catholics first and dancers&amp;nbsp;second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a colorful celebration...read more &lt;a href="http://www.chron.com/life/houston-belief/article/Dancers-honor-the-Virgin-2338514.php#photo-1851468"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-1444769326564089634?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1444769326564089634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=1444769326564089634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1444769326564089634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/1444769326564089634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-lady-of-guadalupe.html' title='Our Lady of Guadalupe'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7yn9B5bAaw/TtkCbc5uMuI/AAAAAAAABMw/SQ0FSAU5Izc/s72-c/www.chron.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2718668654451806000</id><published>2011-12-11T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:00:02.020-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good News'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Isaiah 61: 1-2a, 10-11&lt;br /&gt;The spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me,&lt;br /&gt;because the LORD has anointed me;&lt;br /&gt;he has sent me to bring glad tidings to the poor,&lt;br /&gt;to heal the brokenhearted,&lt;br /&gt;to proclaim liberty to the captives&lt;br /&gt;and release to the prisoners,&lt;br /&gt;to announce a year of favor from the LORD&lt;br /&gt;and a day of vindication by our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice heartily in the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;in my God is the joy of my soul;&lt;br /&gt;for he has clothed me with a robe of salvation&lt;br /&gt;and wrapped me in a mantle of justice,&lt;br /&gt;like a bridegroom adorned with a diadem,&lt;br /&gt;like a bride bedecked with her jewels.&lt;br /&gt;As the earth brings forth its plants,&lt;br /&gt;and a garden makes its growth spring up,&lt;br /&gt;so will the Lord GOD make justice and praise&lt;br /&gt;spring up before all the nations.&lt;br /&gt;The spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me,&lt;br /&gt;because the LORD has anointed me;&lt;br /&gt;he has sent me to bring glad tidings to the poor,&lt;br /&gt;to heal the brokenhearted,&lt;br /&gt;to proclaim liberty to the captives&lt;br /&gt;and release to the prisoners,&lt;br /&gt;to announce a year of favor from the LORD&lt;br /&gt;and a day of vindication by our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice heartily in the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;in my God is the joy of my soul;&lt;br /&gt;for he has clothed me with a robe of salvation&lt;br /&gt;and wrapped me in a mantle of justice,&lt;br /&gt;like a bridegroom adorned with a diadem,&lt;br /&gt;like a bride bedecked with her jewels.&lt;br /&gt;As the earth brings forth its plants,&lt;br /&gt;and a garden makes its growth spring up,&lt;br /&gt;so will the Lord GOD make justice and praise&lt;br /&gt;spring up before all the nations. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9DXL9vIUbWg" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2718668654451806000?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2718668654451806000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2718668654451806000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2718668654451806000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2718668654451806000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9DXL9vIUbWg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-295197343422930842</id><published>2011-12-11T11:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:34:01.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Be still...</title><content type='html'>Somehow this seemed appropriate on the third Sunday of Advent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eQ2b8oqmfgw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-295197343422930842?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/295197343422930842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=295197343422930842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/295197343422930842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/295197343422930842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-still.html' title='Be still...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eQ2b8oqmfgw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-110539422343627885</id><published>2011-12-11T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T07:00:04.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VP187gqvukM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-110539422343627885?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/110539422343627885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=110539422343627885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/110539422343627885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/110539422343627885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-week-3.html' title='Advent Week 3'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VP187gqvukM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-6092664612345258591</id><published>2011-12-10T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:30:01.330-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent; Joy'/><title type='text'>Advent Wreath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wiv8dbrlzMU/TuJTwB1Mh4I/AAAAAAAABNo/3v9AvYblt5o/s1600/awreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wiv8dbrlzMU/TuJTwB1Mh4I/AAAAAAAABNo/3v9AvYblt5o/s1600/awreath.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: GEORGIA,SERIF; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;dvent is about  more than marking an event 2,000 years ago and the wreaths help make  that clear. Progressive lighting of candles symbolizes a two-part hope  surrounding Jesus's first coming into the world but also the  anticipation of his second coming to judge the living and the dead. The very word Advent  means "coming" or "arrival."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The four candles represent the four  weeks of the season. Three are purple — symbolizing prayer, penance,  preparatory sacrifices and goods works. One is rose, a sign of rejoicing  because the faithful have arrived at the midpoint of Advent, when their  preparation is now half over and they are close to Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The  season of Advent is a late comer to Christian tradition. The early church focused on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paschal_mystery" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; paschal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;mystery and Christ's return. By about 325 A.D., Christians began  formal Christmas celebrations. Gradually, a season of preparation built  up and combined the two comings of Christ — in Bethlehem and at the end  of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The wreath tradition is linked to pre-Christian  Germanic practice, when villagers lit candles as a sign of hope for  warmer and brighter spring days. In Scandinavia, candles were placed on a  wagon wheel, an invitation to the gods to turn the earth back toward  the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;By the Middle Ages, Christians adapted the tradition  and used wreaths as part of Advent.  By 1600,&amp;nbsp; both Catholics and Lutherans had more  formal practices surrounding the Advent wreath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The wreath came  to carry multiple symbolic meanings. The circular shape is seen as a  reminder of God's presence and mercy, which has no end. The green  symbolizes of hope for renewal and eternal life. Candles signify the  light of God coming into the world, and remind worshipers that they,  too, are called to be light in the Kingdom of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;For  centuries, Advent was a time of penance and fasting. As the notion of  penitence gave way to a theme of expectant preparation in the 20th  century, Advent wreaths had a resurgence in many Catholic and Protestant churches.&amp;nbsp; "Anything that helps us focus on something beyond  ourselves is good, especially in this age when we are so material. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The center candle is white and is called the Christ Candle.&amp;nbsp;       It is traditionally lighted on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day with all five candles continuing to be  lighted      in services through   &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyepiph.html"&gt;Epiphany&lt;/a&gt; (Jan 6). The &lt;b&gt;     &lt;/b&gt;central location of the Christ Candle reminds us that the  incarnation is      the heart of the season, giving light to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-6092664612345258591?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6092664612345258591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=6092664612345258591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6092664612345258591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/6092664612345258591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-wreath.html' title='Advent Wreath'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wiv8dbrlzMU/TuJTwB1Mh4I/AAAAAAAABNo/3v9AvYblt5o/s72-c/awreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-8873740766329792323</id><published>2011-12-10T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:00:08.887-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Life holds no...</title><content type='html'>Life holds no sweeter thing than this:&lt;br /&gt;To teach a little child the tale most loved on earth;&lt;br /&gt;And watch the wonder deepen in his eyes;&lt;br /&gt;The while you tell him of the Christ Child's birth;&lt;br /&gt;The while you tell of shepherds and a song,&lt;br /&gt;Of gentle drowsy beasts and fragrant hay;&lt;br /&gt;On which that starlit night in Bethlehem,&lt;br /&gt;God's tiny Son and His young mother lay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YIFDPM5G7qM/TuI4qrUC_9I/AAAAAAAABNg/W1TWImG5Hso/s1600/7352201-baby-jesus-lying-in-the-manger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YIFDPM5G7qM/TuI4qrUC_9I/AAAAAAAABNg/W1TWImG5Hso/s320/7352201-baby-jesus-lying-in-the-manger.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-8873740766329792323?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/8873740766329792323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=8873740766329792323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8873740766329792323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/8873740766329792323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-holds-no.html' title='Life holds no...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YIFDPM5G7qM/TuI4qrUC_9I/AAAAAAAABNg/W1TWImG5Hso/s72-c/7352201-baby-jesus-lying-in-the-manger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7580831702061094262</id><published>2011-12-09T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:30:00.489-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Advent is a time of anticipation, of waiting and making ready...just in case you need a reminder that it is worth the wait. Everyone and everything has a part in the making ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x_aFjCGbTJs" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People, look east. The time is near&lt;br /&gt;Of the crowning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Make your house fair as you are able,&lt;br /&gt;Trim the hearth and set the table.&lt;br /&gt;People, look east and sing today:&lt;br /&gt;Love, the guest, is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Furrows, be glad. Though earth is bare,&lt;br /&gt;One more seed is planted there:&lt;br /&gt;Give up your strength the seed to nourish,&lt;br /&gt;That in course the flower may flourish.&lt;br /&gt;People, look east and sing today:&lt;br /&gt;Love, the rose, is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Birds, though you long have ceased to build,&lt;br /&gt;Guard the nest that must be filled.&lt;br /&gt;Even the hour when wings are frozen&lt;br /&gt;God for fledging time has chosen.&lt;br /&gt;People, look east and sing today:&lt;br /&gt;Love, the bird, is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stars, keep the watch. When night is dim&lt;br /&gt;One more light the bowl shall brim,&lt;br /&gt;Shining beyond the frosty weather,&lt;br /&gt;Bright as sun and moon together.&lt;br /&gt;People, look east and sing today:&lt;br /&gt;Love, the star, is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Angels, announce with shouts of mirth&lt;br /&gt;Christ who brings new life to earth.&lt;br /&gt;Set every peak and valley humming&lt;br /&gt;With the word, the Lord is coming.&lt;br /&gt;People, look east and sing today:&lt;br /&gt;Love, the Lord, is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Words and Music: Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7580831702061094262?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7580831702061094262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7580831702061094262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7580831702061094262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7580831702061094262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x_aFjCGbTJs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4794591403701347913</id><published>2011-12-09T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:00:12.501-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><title type='text'>Church on Christmas</title><content type='html'>I was surprised to hear that some churches will not be holding worship services on Sunday, December 25th...because it's Christmas. Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are actual reasons given by the pastors of those churches: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;too few people will come and it will hurt our worship attendance  figures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we won’t even take in enough to cover the cost of the heat and  lights for the day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we don’t want to compete with “family time.”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we’ll have our big attendance and offerings on Saturday night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people will get their fill of worship on Christmas Eve — we don’t  need to overdo it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m not going to put a lot of effort into an extra sermon that  almost no one will hear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it makes people angry if we hold church at inconvenient times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I view Christmas on a Sunday as a paid day off.&amp;nbsp; Everybody else gets  it as a holiday – why shouldn’t I once a decade?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What has Christmas become? Have our values been so warped by modern culture that Christmas no longer has anything to do with the birth of Christ? Is Christmas about us and the gifts given and received or is it something bigger than that? What better place for a Christian to be than in church on Christmas morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am oh, so happy to say that our church is having our usual 11am worship service on Christmas morning. Not only that, but there will be (2) Christmas Eve services (at 5pm and 11pm). I'm happy to say that my children, grandchild and possible future daughter-in-law will be in the pew with my husband and me (my children live about 8 hours away). I am happy that we can rightfully sing "Joy to the World" because we will be celebrating that the birth has actually occurred! And I will lift up those who do not have this opportunity in their own congregation and give thanks that our Pastor sees to it that we do!&amp;nbsp; In my mind, there really is no question as to whether we should worship on December 25th. After all, Christ is the greatest gift we can receive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4794591403701347913?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4794591403701347913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4794591403701347913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4794591403701347913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4794591403701347913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/church-on-christmas.html' title='Church on Christmas'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-3151325901015033830</id><published>2011-12-08T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:55:03.764-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;From the Advent calendar at &lt;a href="http://bustedhalo.com/#panel-6"&gt;Busted Halo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8KoENJGluU/TuEjMWgbx_I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wqjpSxRluTw/s1600/dec8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8KoENJGluU/TuEjMWgbx_I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wqjpSxRluTw/s1600/dec8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8KoENJGluU/TuEjMWgbx_I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wqjpSxRluTw/s1600/dec8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="slug"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;                  &lt;div class="date"&gt;       December 8th, 2011    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quote"&gt;       The sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens  with a love like that. It lights up the whole sky. — Hafez    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Microchallenge: &lt;br /&gt;Spend some time outside today and take a look at the earth and sky God  created.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-3151325901015033830?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3151325901015033830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=3151325901015033830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3151325901015033830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/3151325901015033830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-calendar.html' title='Advent Calendar'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8KoENJGluU/TuEjMWgbx_I/AAAAAAAABNQ/wqjpSxRluTw/s72-c/dec8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-2023784169555254379</id><published>2011-12-07T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:00:05.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KLGmAB5-L8/TtkABZsPpfI/AAAAAAAABMo/JfMFnGTsOF8/s1600/we+fear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KLGmAB5-L8/TtkABZsPpfI/AAAAAAAABMo/JfMFnGTsOF8/s320/we+fear.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I've lived my whole life like this...but I'm probably not alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-2023784169555254379?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2023784169555254379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=2023784169555254379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2023784169555254379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/2023784169555254379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3KLGmAB5-L8/TtkABZsPpfI/AAAAAAAABMo/JfMFnGTsOF8/s72-c/we+fear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-9188382892129691599</id><published>2011-12-07T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:00:09.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><title type='text'>An historic day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBiJNY0WH3w/TtzS8eppHzI/AAAAAAAABM4/DV655X_rJhI/s1600/PH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBiJNY0WH3w/TtzS8eppHzI/AAAAAAAABM4/DV655X_rJhI/s1600/PH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, which is observed annually  on December 7, is to remember and honor all those who died in the attack on Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941. On  August 23, 1994, United States Congress, by &lt;a class="external text" href="http://assembler.law.cornell.edu/usc-cgi/get_external.cgi?type=pubL&amp;amp;target=103-308" rel="nofollow"&gt;Pub.L.  103-308&lt;/a&gt;, designated December 7 of each year as National Pearl  Harbor Remembrance Day. It is a tradition to fly the Flag of the United States at  half-staff until sunset in honor of dead patriots.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-timeanddate.com_1-0"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Pearl_Harbor_Remembrance_Day#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-9188382892129691599?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/9188382892129691599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=9188382892129691599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/9188382892129691599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/9188382892129691599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/historic-day.html' title='An historic day...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBiJNY0WH3w/TtzS8eppHzI/AAAAAAAABM4/DV655X_rJhI/s72-c/PH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7958005327553586797</id><published>2011-12-06T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T13:00:04.248-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>St. Nicholas</title><content type='html'>Did you know he was real? Did you know that today is his feast day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stnicholassociety.com/History/"&gt;Saint Nicholas &lt;/a&gt;      was born in 260AD in Patara, a coastal town in what is now       Turkey. The poor knew him throughout the land for his       generosity, his love for children and being associated with       ships, the sea and sailors. He was eventually consecrated       Bishop of Myra, just miles from his hometown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Our western       tradition of Santa Claus and Father Christmas originates       with the beloved saint. Many Christian churches and many       countries observe December 6th, his feast day, with great       celebrations, processions, services and gift giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Many legends       surround his life. During the reign of the Roman emperor       Diocletian, Bishop Nicholas was imprisoned and tortured for       his beliefs but he never forsook his faith. The new Emperor       Constantine eventually released him. Tradition has it that       Bishop Nicholas attended the Council of Nicaea in 325 with       many other bishops, a meeting that produced what we today       call "The Nicene Creed".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vXANcv5L3M/Tt446fXZ1FI/AAAAAAAABNI/s72_RIgJ8QE/s1600/StNick_icon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vXANcv5L3M/Tt446fXZ1FI/AAAAAAAABNI/s72_RIgJ8QE/s1600/StNick_icon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;The name St       Nicholas lives in the hearts of people all over the world,       young and old alike. His faith and his actions make       remembering him important even in our day. He is our Santa       Claus and Father Christmas, and we must remind people today       of this fact. To this very day St Nicholas (Sinterklaas)       arrives in Holland each November, dressed in a Christian       Bishop's vestments, and rides through the streets to the       enjoyment of thousands of onlookers, to begin his       investigation into the behaviour of the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: #999999; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;St Nicholas Day       falls in the season of Advent and with the tradition of his       bearing gifts, he became associated with Christmas as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 align="justify" style="color: black; margin: 1px 20px;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7958005327553586797?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7958005327553586797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7958005327553586797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7958005327553586797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7958005327553586797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/st-nicholas.html' title='St. Nicholas'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vXANcv5L3M/Tt446fXZ1FI/AAAAAAAABNI/s72_RIgJ8QE/s72-c/StNick_icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-124818041881786124</id><published>2011-12-06T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:30:00.521-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generosity; compassion'/><title type='text'>Secret Santa...</title><content type='html'>Just in case the holiday season is not what you'd hoped it would be...just in case you've begun to question the world and how we view Advent...just in case you just needed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RNIitK-dXCo" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the &lt;a href="http://readingeagle.com/article.aspx?id=349085"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; from the local paper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-124818041881786124?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/124818041881786124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=124818041881786124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/124818041881786124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/124818041881786124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/secret-santa.html' title='Secret Santa...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RNIitK-dXCo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-200287774811782975</id><published>2011-12-06T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T07:00:07.100-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Names of Jesus'/><title type='text'>Names...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The history of names is so ancient that no one knows the beginning of the story. Since written history began, and as far back as oral history reaches, people have had names. It is therefore impossible to do more than guess at how the earliest given names were chosen. Most names appear to have had some sort of original meaning, usually descriptive, rather than being simply a pleasing collection of sounds. &lt;br /&gt;These descriptive names developed both from nouns and adjectives. Examples of name descended from nouns are the Irish Gaelic names Conan "hound, wolf" and Aed "fire." Irish Gaelic names derived from adjectives are such names as Fial "modest, honorable, generous" and Finn "fair, bright, white." A more elaborate descriptive naming practice is exemplified in the Bible, when Rachel names her last son Benoni or "son of my sorrow" and his father Jacob renames him Benjamin "son of the right hand" (Genesis 35:18). &lt;br /&gt;Many early names were compounds. For example, the following Frankish names are compounds: Sigibert (victory­shining), Childeric (battle­powerful), Fredegund (peace­battle) and Radegund (counsel­battle).  Sometimes such compounds in pagan societies referred to their gods. For instance, the ancient Norse had many names which were compounds containing the name of the god Thor. Among the male names were Thorbjorn, Thorgeir, Thorkell, Thorsteinn and Thorvald, and among the feminine names were Thordis, Thorgunna, Thorhalla, Thorkatla and Thorunn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in prehistory some descriptive names began to be used again and again until they formed a name pool for that particular culture. Parents would choose names from the pool of existing names rather than invent new ones for their children.  As time went on the language changed and in many cases the words that formed the original name passed out of use, leaving the fossilized form in the name. This is why we do not recognize the meanings of many names today. Their origins are in ancient languages from words that have passed out of use. For instance, the name Edwin was originally composed of the Old English words ead, which means "prosperity, fortune, riches" and wine, which means "friend." Both of these words have passed out of the language in the intervening thousand or so years. On the other hand, a word which has not radically changed forms the first part of the Old English name Wulfgar. The word may have changed spelling somewhat, but the word wolf is still recognizable. (The second element gar means "spear.") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rise of Christianity, certain trends in naming practices manifested. Christians were encouraged to name their children after saints and martyrs of the church. The oldest of these names were Jewish and Greco­Roman names. The names of the apostles and other prominent early Christians mentioned in the New Testament were often Jewish, such as Mary, Martha, Matthew, James, Joseph and John. The early Christians lived in the Roman empire, and it is among the other peoples of the empire that they first began to convert non-­Jews.  As a result of the persecutions in the early centuries, many Greco­Roman names entered the Christian name pool in commemoration of the martyrs and saints, such as Anthony, Catherine, Margaret, Mark, Martin, Nicholas and Paul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These early Christian names can be found in many cultures today, in various forms. These were spread by early  missionaries throughout the Mediterranean basin and Europe. At the same time pagan nations newly converted to Christianity did not abandon their original name pool. Native martyrs and saints soon arose in every culture and their names would be added to the pool of Christian names available to Christian parents. The Christian name pool sometimes preserved names that would have otherwise fallen out of use. For example, most Anglo­Saxon names fell out of use within two centuries of the Norman Conquest of England. One that did not, because it was the name of a famous saint, is the name Edward, which is still in use today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the Middle Ages, the Christian influence on naming practices was pervasive. Each culture had its pool of names, which were a combination of native names and early Christian names that had been in the language long enough to be considered native. The naming pools did continue to evolve, so that a selection of ninth century Frankish names bears little resemblance to a selection of twelfth century French names. The interesting thing is that the "early Christian names" changed the least in most name pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surnames developed from bynames, which are additional identifiers used to distinguish two people with the same given name. These bynames tend to fall into particular patterns. These usually started out as specific to a person and became inherited from father to son between the twelfth and sixteenth century. The aristocracy usually adopted inherited surnames early on and the peasants did so later. Some of the specific types are: the patronymic (referring to the father or mother), a locative or toponymic (indicating where a person is from), an epithet (which describes a person in some way) or a name derived from occupation, office or status. &lt;i&gt;(Information taken from &lt;a href="http://heraldry.sca.org/laurel/names/namehist.html"&gt;this article.&lt;/a&gt;..there is much more if you'd like to check it out)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person lived who had more names than any other. They followed the patterns shown here and were descriptive in many ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpZCxTzj88c/Ttzm_lefZgI/AAAAAAAABNA/n3eFRQrqF_M/s1600/The20Names20of20God.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpZCxTzj88c/Ttzm_lefZgI/AAAAAAAABNA/n3eFRQrqF_M/s640/The20Names20of20God.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-200287774811782975?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/200287774811782975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=200287774811782975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/200287774811782975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/200287774811782975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/names.html' title='Names...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpZCxTzj88c/Ttzm_lefZgI/AAAAAAAABNA/n3eFRQrqF_M/s72-c/The20Names20of20God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-7363247994438885678</id><published>2011-12-05T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:30:00.303-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Scarves</title><content type='html'>This post has absolutely nothing to do with Youth, church or spirituality but it's here because I just love to wear scarves! In talking to friends, I've found the reason most don't wear them is that they don't know how to tie them. Leave it to You Tube to have a post showing you how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5LYAEz777AU" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what's your reason for not wearing them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-7363247994438885678?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7363247994438885678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=7363247994438885678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7363247994438885678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/7363247994438885678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/scarves.html' title='Scarves'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5LYAEz777AU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-4443183874878030545</id><published>2011-12-05T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:00:05.238-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgivness'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVPLtidkyW4/Ttj_Ys5ZwTI/AAAAAAAABMg/Ut7f974JM6k/s1600/sorry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVPLtidkyW4/Ttj_Ys5ZwTI/AAAAAAAABMg/Ut7f974JM6k/s1600/sorry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-4443183874878030545?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4443183874878030545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=4443183874878030545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4443183874878030545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/4443183874878030545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry...'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVPLtidkyW4/Ttj_Ys5ZwTI/AAAAAAAABMg/Ut7f974JM6k/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492031126650801365.post-5578000652690878498</id><published>2011-12-04T11:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:30:01.710-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>O come, O come</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2g5pdPKTBdk" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/defalt.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.compassion.com/images/banner160x30.gif"border= "0" alt="give hope to a child in need. Sponsor a child today."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492031126650801365-5578000652690878498?l=spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5578000652690878498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492031126650801365&amp;postID=5578000652690878498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5578000652690878498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492031126650801365/posts/default/5578000652690878498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spartafumcyouth.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-come-o-come.html' title='O come, O come'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296964629175815895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-oWYFRbMxc/R9Ai0ZHqY8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ychRhNSx-o/S220/391_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2g5pdPKTBdk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
