<?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-2991208287286395333</id><updated>2012-01-28T20:16:20.484-08:00</updated><category term='Sudan'/><category term='She&apos;s Crafty'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Happy Feet'/><category term='scripture memory'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='song'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='home'/><category term='amusing'/><category term='humility'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='mercy'/><category term='Messianic'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='sin'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='bible study'/><category term='Worship'/><category term='Veterans Day'/><category term='peace'/><category term='confidence'/><category term='God&apos;s Word'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Love Story'/><category term='joy'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='Rest'/><category term='sanctification'/><category term='Fun Friday'/><category term='God&apos;s will'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='facetious'/><category term='trials'/><category term='obedience'/><category term='Jewish'/><category term='promises'/><category term='Mission'/><category term='Love'/><category term='house'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='praise'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Devotions'/><category term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>In Christ Alone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6249254652262053400</id><published>2012-01-27T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:40:07.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Friday'/><title type='text'>Fun Friday - "Is . . ."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A &lt;u&gt;good&lt;/u&gt; Friday&amp;nbsp;is = lunch with a friend at a tasty lunch place, trying new food and enjoying fortune cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A &lt;u&gt;FUN&lt;/u&gt; FRIDAY is = lunch with a friend at a tasty lunch place, trying new food and enjoying "Twin" fortune cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5XDJPAD6yY/TyL8Hc3m-fI/AAAAAAAAATk/t6RjDNbm9V4/s1600/fortune.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5XDJPAD6yY/TyL8Hc3m-fI/AAAAAAAAATk/t6RjDNbm9V4/s400/fortune.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I have never seen two cookies in one wrapper before...very fun! I think this means you get to choose the good fortune and throw the other one away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope your Friday is as much fun as mine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6249254652262053400?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6249254652262053400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6249254652262053400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6249254652262053400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6249254652262053400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-friday-is.html' title='Fun Friday - &quot;Is . . .&quot;'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5XDJPAD6yY/TyL8Hc3m-fI/AAAAAAAAATk/t6RjDNbm9V4/s72-c/fortune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1045021573810558524</id><published>2012-01-26T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T06:44:36.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy'/><title type='text'>Every Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;His mercies are new. And I am so thankful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Some mornings I wake up with the world on my shoulders. Do you know the feeling? As soon as you wake up, your mind is flooded with the list of things that must get done in that day and the burden even makes you stand a little lower. Certainly it doesn’t feel like there is energy to make it to lunch, let alone the activities after dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I had a morning like that this week. I had slept fairly well the night before but upon waking, the burdens of the day woke with me and lodged themselves in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;On my drive to work I remember listening to a discussion about worship. I can’t remember anything from the talk except for this phrase: “His mercies are new every morning.” As I mediated on it in my mind and heart, I turned my thoughts from not being able to handle the agenda for the day to the fact that God gives His strength to handle the day. I don’t have to do it alone. Immediately I felt the stress trickle away like water in a sieve, while at the same time joy and thankfulness replaced the anxiety. His mercies are new, and today, right now, they are new. Not recycled from yesterday, or only what is left over after last night, they are new: in full and with strength and power. That is good news. And I stood taller and lived better because of that truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;What are you facing today that has you slumping, or unable to get out of bed? Are you carrying around extra emotional weight because it seems you are alone or that if you don’t worry about it, who will? Take a moment to remember that God’s strength is able, and when Christ is in You, His strength is available to you: new and fresh. Every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;"The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;his mercies never come to an end;&lt;br /&gt;they are new every morning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;great is your faithfulness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Lamentations 3:22-23 ESV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S42A9UIxS6o/SMa2cDoaLWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wYro6mQlFVg/s1600/Sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S42A9UIxS6o/SMa2cDoaLWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wYro6mQlFVg/s320/Sunset.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1045021573810558524?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1045021573810558524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1045021573810558524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1045021573810558524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1045021573810558524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2012/01/every-morning.html' title='Every Morning'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S42A9UIxS6o/SMa2cDoaLWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wYro6mQlFVg/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-3031627197883141878</id><published>2012-01-19T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T06:40:31.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Friday'/><title type='text'>Fun Friday - Mad Gab Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Try your hand (and your mouth) at these Mad Gab phrases. If there is someone in the room with you, race them to figure out the actual sentence, saying or phrase.Ready, Go! &amp;nbsp;(Answers Below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;1. Ash&amp;nbsp;Hugh&amp;nbsp;Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;2. The airs nope lace lie comb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;3. Fork odd soul of Dee whirled&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;4. Know but he nose that rubble ivy sheen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;5. Toot hay east huff hearse they off their heist off hurl if.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. As You Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. There's no place like home&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. For God so loved the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Nobody knows the trouble I've seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Today is the first day of the rest of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-3031627197883141878?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/3031627197883141878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=3031627197883141878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3031627197883141878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3031627197883141878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-friday-mad-gab-style.html' title='Fun Friday - Mad Gab Style'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1950980176597411432</id><published>2012-01-13T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:47:38.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Friday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun Friday - (It's Already Here AGAIN. Yess!!)﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday is fun because . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. You can&amp;nbsp;plan to sleep in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JP4g_yq19iI/TxCc9nIZ1zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/5P26QaWI6sk/s1600/sleep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JP4g_yq19iI/TxCc9nIZ1zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/5P26QaWI6sk/s320/sleep.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Extra time for friends and family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_ZnkPqGe1Q/TxCc_1uKu4I/AAAAAAAAATM/3BKFkwS4-9A/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_ZnkPqGe1Q/TxCc_1uKu4I/AAAAAAAAATM/3BKFkwS4-9A/s320/friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. It’s a good splurge day (although this would count more if I were more diligent throughout the week about NOT splurging)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGin3NpTxzI/TxCc8yEwyKI/AAAAAAAAASs/m578JKxz2l4/s1600/splurge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGin3NpTxzI/TxCc8yEwyKI/AAAAAAAAASs/m578JKxz2l4/s320/splurge.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nf5v7hugHM8/TxCc7LRYYsI/AAAAAAAAASk/w812N1lDFRs/s1600/splurge+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nf5v7hugHM8/TxCc7LRYYsI/AAAAAAAAASk/w812N1lDFRs/s320/splurge+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Everything is funny, even if it's not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bOv-LZ4DR8/TxCc_I3FuII/AAAAAAAAATE/3cf7gGoWu0k/s1600/funny+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bOv-LZ4DR8/TxCc_I3FuII/AAAAAAAAATE/3cf7gGoWu0k/s320/funny+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCBby2OiDzA/TxCc6SzksxI/AAAAAAAAASc/hVGc6Ik4khw/s1600/funny+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCBby2OiDzA/TxCc6SzksxI/AAAAAAAAASc/hVGc6Ik4khw/s200/funny+2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N8yMdtFFw5A/TxCc-QMR7JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jzmWIhEsDGo/s1600/funny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N8yMdtFFw5A/TxCc-QMR7JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jzmWIhEsDGo/s200/funny.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Many times, it’s also payday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Anyone can say “Friday” like the Outback Steakhouse commercial voice – &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Appy Froiday!” (I'm not kidding; try it!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Cookie Friday – in my office building, property management bakes Otis Spunkmeyer cookies to share with everyone at 2pm. Love it. But you have to be quick…2:30 might be too late!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjDt7eayXDI/TxCdRmFCEnI/AAAAAAAAATc/OEtWWZQ92NE/s1600/big-cookies-br.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjDt7eayXDI/TxCdRmFCEnI/AAAAAAAAATc/OEtWWZQ92NE/s320/big-cookies-br.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All around, Friday is just a good day. Even if you talk to yourself at work (which of course, I never do), it's okay because it's Friday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tired? It's ok. It's Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgot to pay a bill? It's okay. Banks are open, it's Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really need a night out, just because? It's Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want to go home and nesstle in comfy clothes on the couch? It's Ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S FRIDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope your Friday is wonderful and blessed. Have any plans?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1950980176597411432?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1950980176597411432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1950980176597411432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1950980176597411432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1950980176597411432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-friday-its-already-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JP4g_yq19iI/TxCc9nIZ1zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/5P26QaWI6sk/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1337736573525930797</id><published>2012-01-06T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:29:48.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday - Caption Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Happy Friday! Looking forward to finding and enjoying lots of different things on Fun Fridays. Maybe pictures or quotes, movie or book reviews, puzzles or trivia. Who knows, but it will be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Today, I got excited about this photo and realized it could be interpreted many ways. My thought was "It's Friday!" but I'd love to hear your creative thoughts. Leave a comment and let me know what caption you would give this picture :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Ready, Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/-luN55kvLI4I/Twd0_fWLRpI/AAAAAAAAASU/qjRf_IMQQbo/s1600/AGECKO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luN55kvLI4I/Twd0_fWLRpI/AAAAAAAAASU/qjRf_IMQQbo/s400/AGECKO.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"Your Caption Here"﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1337736573525930797?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1337736573525930797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1337736573525930797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1337736573525930797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1337736573525930797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-friday-caption-contest.html' title='Fun Friday - Caption Contest'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luN55kvLI4I/Twd0_fWLRpI/AAAAAAAAASU/qjRf_IMQQbo/s72-c/AGECKO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4509829840681527888</id><published>2012-01-05T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T05:26:00.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She&apos;s Crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>She's Crafty - Christmas Mailbox Leftovers</title><content type='html'>Happy first Thursday of the New Year :) I hope you had a great celebration with family and friends over Christmas and New Years. We had a great time with family and several days off work. Always a good combination and a refreshing way to enter a new season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of you know that one of my favorite things in every day is checking the mailbox. Not hotmail or gmail, but the actual REAL mailbox. For as long as I can remember I have looked forward to checking the mail, and anticipate each day the possibility of getting something personal from someone I care about. In college, I would check the mailbox twice a day, just in case I missed something &amp;nbsp;the first time through (which did happen on occasion. Those were good days.) Now that school is over and the most I receive in a given week is basket fulls of trash, coupon books and bills, I still look forward to checking it every day: just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, after Thanksgiving passes and the Christmas season begins, the mailbox becomes like "the cherry on top", or coffee and a great dessert. Chances that there will be a personal note increase 85% after December 1st. *sigh* I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But once Christmas is over, and January rolls around, the question becomes, "Wh&lt;i&gt;at to do with all the great pictures of friends and family that came with those Christmas greetings?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I decided to make something useful to decorate my home with, and put them to good use. It's a quick, easy, scrapbook like craft that doesn't require much outside of what a basic craft supply closet might have (or a quick trip to Michaels).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Picture Collage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Supplies: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Scrapbook paper, Glue stick, hot glue gun, light weight cardboard, cardstock, Photos, Scissors, hole punch,&amp;nbsp;embellishments&amp;nbsp;(ribbon, buttons, stamps, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Step 1&lt;/b&gt; - Collect the pictures you'd like to save&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/-g62KZrfJc6c/TwZuLWxSLbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_iyBiQlhKbs/s1600/IMG_3221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g62KZrfJc6c/TwZuLWxSLbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_iyBiQlhKbs/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Step 2&lt;/b&gt; - Choose the scrapbook paper for your collage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8-Q17qv15k/TwZuU80kwMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/91NzDtr3-qM/s1600/IMG_3223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8-Q17qv15k/TwZuU80kwMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/91NzDtr3-qM/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Step 3&lt;/b&gt; - Glue the photos on the paper leaving room to frame the photos with the paper. Then cut them out. (Hint: I used a light glue stick that will allow for the removal of the photos from the paper at a later time if I wish to save them. Also, by having the paper on the back of each photo, the photos are protected from the tape in step 5).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-0FWkqNgjc/TwZudjpXVTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Yqd9z__TTzs/s1600/IMG_3224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-0FWkqNgjc/TwZudjpXVTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Yqd9z__TTzs/s320/IMG_3224.JPG" width="320" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHZPUGzO9Zo/TwZus_qmBsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JbL3S0RnIMc/s1600/IMG_3227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHZPUGzO9Zo/TwZus_qmBsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/JbL3S0RnIMc/s320/IMG_3227.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Step 4&lt;/b&gt; - Prepare some accent pieces. I used stamps, paper, ribbon and sticky buttons&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/-0fIS8O6AX-E/TwZu78dWdpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/AoYumQnqbUU/s1600/IMG_3231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fIS8O6AX-E/TwZu78dWdpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/AoYumQnqbUU/s320/IMG_3231.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xn058-ImvwQ/TwZvN0fuuuI/AAAAAAAAARM/nhULi2X1p-Q/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xn058-ImvwQ/TwZvN0fuuuI/AAAAAAAAARM/nhULi2X1p-Q/s200/IMG_3233.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9-WzUigzd4/TwZvy8E_-MI/AAAAAAAAARs/ytPyh3l9UDQ/s1600/IMG_3238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9-WzUigzd4/TwZvy8E_-MI/AAAAAAAAARs/ytPyh3l9UDQ/s200/IMG_3238.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qrl_33NY8s/TwZvX-VdLvI/AAAAAAAAARU/Y4Rw1AnSlug/s1600/IMG_3234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qrl_33NY8s/TwZvX-VdLvI/AAAAAAAAARU/Y4Rw1AnSlug/s200/IMG_3234.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGe1Lxg4YUw/TwZvpwUasyI/AAAAAAAAARk/vJUfYXc-hy0/s1600/IMG_3236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGe1Lxg4YUw/TwZvpwUasyI/AAAAAAAAARk/vJUfYXc-hy0/s320/IMG_3236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Step 5&lt;/b&gt; - Arrange the photos in any shape you'd like. I chose to keep my collage with square edges, but circles, wreaths, or random placement would also be cute. I then simply used tape to join the backs of the photos together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jv7CueHUj8/TwZvhmnPkgI/AAAAAAAAARc/qmmm4uO7yIc/s1600/IMG_3235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jv7CueHUj8/TwZvhmnPkgI/AAAAAAAAARc/qmmm4uO7yIc/s320/IMG_3235.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Step 6&lt;/b&gt; - In order to add extra support to the collage since I am not going to frame this one, I cut and used double sided tape to glue card stock on the back side of the taped collage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 7&lt;/b&gt; - Hanging: I had a 12 inch circular piece of cardboard (from the cake decorating aisle at Michaels) in which I punched a small hole for hanging. (Another option would be the cardboard from a new calendar, or cardstock, staples and a ribbon). You can also use a box cutter to slit a horizontal line from the side of the hole to allow for adjusting if the collage is not weighted evenly. Then glue to the center of the back of the collage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVEgh1-HXIw/TwZv_lET8kI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3awO07HlkU4/s1600/IMG_3243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVEgh1-HXIw/TwZv_lET8kI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3awO07HlkU4/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Step 8&lt;/b&gt; - Lastly, lightly hammer a stick pin into the wall and hang! Cute, fun, easy, and no mess if you change your mind and no longer want it on the wall or if you decide it looks better in another room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49lzhW9kwL0/TwZwIVAFgvI/AAAAAAAAASE/x4g6BlTA7wU/s1600/IMG_3249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49lzhW9kwL0/TwZwIVAFgvI/AAAAAAAAASE/x4g6BlTA7wU/s320/IMG_3249.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;That should keep me until the mail next Christmas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4509829840681527888?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4509829840681527888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4509829840681527888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4509829840681527888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4509829840681527888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2012/01/shes-crafty-christmas-mailbox-leftovers.html' title='She&apos;s Crafty - Christmas Mailbox Leftovers'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g62KZrfJc6c/TwZuLWxSLbI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_iyBiQlhKbs/s72-c/IMG_3221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-8733277375107027120</id><published>2011-11-24T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:16:33.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for Your love of art, for the colors of light and tint of the moon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fluffing the clouds and placing them so, and the layers of silk painted clearly at night;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the orchestra of a golden field, bowing in rhythm at Thy perfect cue,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swaying with joy, as the eager gazelle bounds across the stage;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the way Your hand set into motion the sea, rising then crashing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now resting,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teaming with life both bold and demure, each serving its divine purpose;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For variety of lives strategically placed, using differences and alikes to bond and to frame,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interacting by design, bringing glory to Your Most Holy name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank You for designing Your world with intricate detail, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too sweet for understanding, too big for comprehension;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For inviting us into something larger than ourselves, yet holding us near,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devoting Your life to a purpose greater than we'll fully grasp, yet&amp;nbsp;significant enough there is no need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are amazing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You.&lt;/em&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1BjMeHqnQ/Ts1to8S6QfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dpGwdWd_NA0/s1600/Panoramic-Flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="58" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1BjMeHqnQ/Ts1to8S6QfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dpGwdWd_NA0/s320/Panoramic-Flower.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-8733277375107027120?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/8733277375107027120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=8733277375107027120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8733277375107027120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8733277375107027120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1BjMeHqnQ/Ts1to8S6QfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dpGwdWd_NA0/s72-c/Panoramic-Flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2390435480697836341</id><published>2011-11-19T08:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:33:10.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><title type='text'>Show and Tell _ Sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the Small Things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago we got to swap photos with our team...what a fun time of reunion and such great photos capturing the oddities and candid moments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few random hightlights from the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP-hRHH0BsM/TsfdXeFO8tI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JRjLTDVvrxQ/s1600/bath+time.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP-hRHH0BsM/TsfdXeFO8tI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JRjLTDVvrxQ/s320/bath+time.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harmony Joann - not liking her bath&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6msTFKZBx9o/TsfdZNr-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/egz0d7yFxVM/s1600/Crammed+Taxi.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6msTFKZBx9o/TsfdZNr-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/egz0d7yFxVM/s320/Crammed+Taxi.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taxi ride to the hotel in Uganda ... luggage truck didn't show up so we just&amp;nbsp;held it ourselves!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6oS9v34jlc/TsfdafrqMkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6HlXmZ9P10Y/s1600/justin+asleep.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6oS9v34jlc/TsfdafrqMkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6HlXmZ9P10Y/s320/justin+asleep.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nap time - wherever you think is comfortable&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVW-5cPwz8I/Tsfdc96v6qI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Biro-FzzAe0/s1600/group+shot+border.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVW-5cPwz8I/Tsfdc96v6qI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Biro-FzzAe0/s320/group+shot+border.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Border Crossing - Independent South Sudan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AbXNJoDSHM/TsfdfrhWuuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/E8qVnvw96PA/s1600/snizzard.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AbXNJoDSHM/TsfdfrhWuuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/E8qVnvw96PA/s320/snizzard.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shower Snizard - We thought this little guy who lived in the shower was a snake, but by the end of the week had proof he was really a lizard (can you see his brown knees?).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmrAvZLyflc/TsfdkG-2O7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/nAJbz2EF8_Q/s1600/Tickle+time+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmrAvZLyflc/TsfdkG-2O7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/nAJbz2EF8_Q/s320/Tickle+time+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tickle Time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2390435480697836341?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2390435480697836341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2390435480697836341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2390435480697836341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2390435480697836341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/11/show-and-tell-sudan.html' title='Show and Tell _ Sudan'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP-hRHH0BsM/TsfdXeFO8tI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JRjLTDVvrxQ/s72-c/bath+time.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1855341488028691693</id><published>2011-11-11T13:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:15:29.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veterans Day'/><title type='text'>Thankfulness - Veterans Day</title><content type='html'>. . .is what I long for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you may have seen the statement that floated around the social networking sites the last few months. It goes something like, "What if you woke up tomorrow with only those things you were thankful for today?" Akkk...convicting!!! Don't we take for granted all we have been given? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often I think I'm very thankful, because I am truly grateful to have the people, job, physical and spiritual blessings that the Lord has given. But knowing you are blessed with something is not the same as being thankful. And it is a discipline of sorts, to actually express thanks for things, big and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm LOVING all the thankfulness statuses on Facebook. I struggle with all the negativity that populates the networking avenues so often, and as much as I love quotes from famous people (and I do love them), it has been so refreshing to see the personal things my friends are thankful for. Very encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you if you are one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;missed the first couple of weeks to&amp;nbsp;do it myself, and I'm kind of bummed. But I will tell you, I appreciate the reminders to be thankful in my own life.&amp;nbsp;It's important to verbalize it, don't you think? And not just at Thanksgiving TIME, but always. In our families, in our workplaces and in our churches. It's easy to complain, compare, and critique, but so much more edifying to express thankfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal challenge this week beginning today is going to be to try to express thanksgiving verbally to someone around me each day. It's always a good reminder to me to lift my praises to our Lord. As encouraging as they are to me, it must just make Him smile to know we realize our need of Him in our daily activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am thankful for girlfriends to hang out with, giggle with, and make holiday plans with :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very thankful for veterans like my Grandpa Kihle and PawPaw and Grandpa Beeman, and brother Joe who gave so much of themselves to serve and protect our USA. THANK YOU, and happy Veterans Day to you and ALL the others too numerous to name here who served or are serving.&amp;nbsp;I am thankful for you, your service, and am proud of you!!&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/-6niGznPhPqc/Tr2ccRVFiiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vd2KJM8M73I/s1600/american-flag-wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6niGznPhPqc/Tr2ccRVFiiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vd2KJM8M73I/s320/american-flag-wallpaper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1855341488028691693?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1855341488028691693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1855341488028691693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1855341488028691693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1855341488028691693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness - Veterans Day'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6niGznPhPqc/Tr2ccRVFiiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vd2KJM8M73I/s72-c/american-flag-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2220077184785826931</id><published>2011-11-10T06:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:42:06.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><title type='text'>Music to My Ears - Sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worship: Every Nation, Tribe and Tongue&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b4b081fd1439534c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4b081fd1439534c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74D07025BCAFDEDA02726B380E65156C9FBB3E19.306CE57B6F46AF48407C35C3518E514DD63DA1FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4b081fd1439534c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI2ib2fVs63JveMSRpwnW3PKVJlw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4b081fd1439534c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74D07025BCAFDEDA02726B380E65156C9FBB3E19.306CE57B6F46AF48407C35C3518E514DD63DA1FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4b081fd1439534c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI2ib2fVs63JveMSRpwnW3PKVJlw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got a few of these sound recordings...should loop them and listen all morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely one of the sweetest parts of the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2220077184785826931?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2220077184785826931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2220077184785826931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2220077184785826931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2220077184785826931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/11/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to My Ears - Sudan'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-950509332247238028</id><published>2011-11-07T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:15:06.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><title type='text'>To Off Road, is to be On the Road - Sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every Day is an Adventure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Best Viewed in original Blog www.karijo-co.blogspot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If you love back roads and country driving, you would enjoy the Sudan road trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Our village was 1 hour and 30 minutes from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;camp, and the land rover made good time of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;dirt roads,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8HXpITTDcc/TriCj-H9voI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZwL1MAea6XA/s1600/IMG_2438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8HXpITTDcc/TriCj-H9voI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZwL1MAea6XA/s1600/IMG_2438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8HXpITTDcc/TriCj-H9voI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZwL1MAea6XA/s1600/IMG_2438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8HXpITTDcc/TriCj-H9voI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZwL1MAea6XA/s400/IMG_2438.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; text-align: left;"&gt;mini lake pot holes,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx2RAJWLz2M/TriCVxfy3qI/AAAAAAAAANw/GguEouGu-Lc/s1600/IMG_2430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx2RAJWLz2M/TriCVxfy3qI/AAAAAAAAANw/GguEouGu-Lc/s400/IMG_2430.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"bridges,"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LieZBD22wBc/TriDGHoy6WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/N3IiWa6Pf-c/s1600/IMG_2450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LieZBD22wBc/TriDGHoy6WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/N3IiWa6Pf-c/s400/IMG_2450.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;and the occasional off-roading to bypass craters. The main portion of this road has not been maintained in 50 years and is not for those prone to the motion-sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The strange thing is, once back in the states, it's hard not to miss the off-roading adventure that is an every day occurance in southern Sudan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Justin told our team that in the states, off- roading is not allowed...you have to stay on the road! They thought itwas pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Our first day out, the team member sitting in the front seat next to the driver reached for her seat belt and asked local ministry head D. Kaya if it worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He told her, &lt;i&gt;"I don't recommend that thing."&lt;/i&gt; Bascially, the bumpy roads are more painful with the seatbelt than without...so that's how we rolled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c198b35609e10350" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc198b35609e10350%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66735ED0F0123009573F0ADE804B33CC1EAEE3BA.7F2AFCA8E2ABFB0BFF29A317783D8C36EB68246D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc198b35609e10350%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvwOQHjBoVr1ODIq8iIFm6gjjeK8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc198b35609e10350%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66735ED0F0123009573F0ADE804B33CC1EAEE3BA.7F2AFCA8E2ABFB0BFF29A317783D8C36EB68246D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc198b35609e10350%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvwOQHjBoVr1ODIq8iIFm6gjjeK8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, after I planned this blog or today I came across this article revealing a plan to build roads in South Sudan. It shows how they plan to connect all 10 states of the country, how badly they are needed and why.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.sudantribune.com/South-Sudan-minister-reveals,40642"&gt;http://www.sudantribune.com/South-Sudan-minister-reveals,40642&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-950509332247238028?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/950509332247238028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=950509332247238028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/950509332247238028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/950509332247238028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/11/off-roading-is-way.html' title='To Off Road, is to be On the Road - Sudan'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8HXpITTDcc/TriCj-H9voI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZwL1MAea6XA/s72-c/IMG_2438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-8757103088841593330</id><published>2011-11-05T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:42:26.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love - Language Without Words - Sudan</title><content type='html'>Soooo, we are back from Sudan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've gone and come, and been back in our little American world again for two full weeks. Amazing. I still think on our time in Africa every day, which I love. It's fresh and vulnerable. Still convicts and encourages, while at the same time, reminds me to pray for the people we met and the love of Christ that continues to grow and show itself powerful&amp;nbsp;a midst&amp;nbsp;the people of a very young country and church of Southern Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing is difficult, as always. So much to say, yet it's hard to say it detailed enough to communicate the emotion and significance while keeping it concise enough for most people to listen. Makes trying to share, difficult, and the interest of those who want to know the nitty gritty very special and treasured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best way for now, that I can show and tell is with brief pictures, videos, and snippets of stories. As the Lord brings to mind the precious people and encounters of our last trip to Sudan, I'll try to post and share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am thinking about and missing terribly the little people. Three kids living at the compound where we stayed: Wani, Mercy, and Mike.&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boHVPNaP0Os/TrVRcMHqCbI/AAAAAAAAANY/UHUt2_LVTuA/s1600/IMG_2233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boHVPNaP0Os/TrVRcMHqCbI/AAAAAAAAANY/UHUt2_LVTuA/s200/IMG_2233.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN-E01fPdBE/TrVRhdTMDFI/AAAAAAAAANg/tfnziINmNXQ/s1600/IMG_2231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN-E01fPdBE/TrVRhdTMDFI/AAAAAAAAANg/tfnziINmNXQ/s200/IMG_2231.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ozIf2-hLAPw/TrVRn6FrbII/AAAAAAAAANo/Rc0ZJjMFlm4/s1600/IMG_2232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ozIf2-hLAPw/TrVRn6FrbII/AAAAAAAAANo/Rc0ZJjMFlm4/s200/IMG_2232.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All about the same height and very close in age, these three could be considered the musketeers of camp. Likely they understand more English than they speak (which isn't much), their language is love, and they understand it no matter who speaks it. We played hard, tickled much, and communicated with each other with words: me in English, them in Bari-glish (Bari with a few English words mixed in :). I miss very much coming "home" every day and chasing them around the dirt yard, tickling Wani until &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;tired of it (I don't think he EVER would), and chasing Mercy around the yard as she taunted, "This one Wani" while pointing at&amp;nbsp;herself. Mercy even taught me a hand clapping game, for which I was only able to learn some of the Bari words. Would love to play it with her right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a552e13e56d68903" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da552e13e56d68903%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20F1FFF4B8A6801C9816916E8ADDDA4FED92FEE3.471687A832F6DE5993FB0ED65C0E072A33C6D588%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da552e13e56d68903%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXiCcSDVYCNfywAjet2DoJIC2pgs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da552e13e56d68903%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20F1FFF4B8A6801C9816916E8ADDDA4FED92FEE3.471687A832F6DE5993FB0ED65C0E072A33C6D588%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da552e13e56d68903%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXiCcSDVYCNfywAjet2DoJIC2pgs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like Nephews and &amp;nbsp;Niece . . . that live very. Far. Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-8757103088841593330?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/8757103088841593330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=8757103088841593330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8757103088841593330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8757103088841593330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-language-without-words.html' title='Love - Language Without Words - Sudan'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boHVPNaP0Os/TrVRcMHqCbI/AAAAAAAAANY/UHUt2_LVTuA/s72-c/IMG_2233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-155860096798263037</id><published>2011-09-29T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T11:14:16.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>"Dreams of Mountains ... Brood on Things Eternal"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Best viewed in original blog &lt;a href="http://www.karijo-co.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.karijo-co.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Colorado Vacation In Pictures&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;August 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part I -Estes Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnZ9dhuvR8g/ToPLgNJyZ4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xl4t4k-Un3k/s1600/DSCN1949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnZ9dhuvR8g/ToPLgNJyZ4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xl4t4k-Un3k/s400/DSCN1949.JPG" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part II - Rocky Mountain National Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACRmIMV0mFQ/ToPLj_GH2yI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/u0SE7tGYBRI/s1600/DSCN1967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACRmIMV0mFQ/ToPLj_GH2yI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/u0SE7tGYBRI/s400/DSCN1967.JPG" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;(Below) We did see snow, just not allowed to touch it.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12UaRqKK78g/ToPNcrICqfI/AAAAAAAAALI/QZvl-RL75qE/s1600/IMG_1910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12UaRqKK78g/ToPNcrICqfI/AAAAAAAAALI/QZvl-RL75qE/s400/IMG_1910.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's amazing how many colors God put in His creation: Greens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oneV4BNcdQI/ToPLqowu_kI/AAAAAAAAAKA/XFvs5-0ulSg/s1600/DSCN1972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oneV4BNcdQI/ToPLqowu_kI/AAAAAAAAAKA/XFvs5-0ulSg/s400/DSCN1972.JPG" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;Blues...&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2Z_PWk-ylM/ToPNkoAvhKI/AAAAAAAAALM/jSbd5dkcZEI/s1600/IMG_1946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2Z_PWk-ylM/ToPNkoAvhKI/AAAAAAAAALM/jSbd5dkcZEI/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Browns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02NWxNurpVY/ToPLw5gi2bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/pvzGHoRw2RE/s1600/DSCN1974.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02NWxNurpVY/ToPLw5gi2bI/AAAAAAAAAKE/pvzGHoRw2RE/s400/DSCN1974.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Above) This was before we hiked further up the mountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The clouds are rolling in, and it's getting chilly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Nearer the top it was windy, but beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9djjMvn7kI/ToPL3JXizHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f7f10_6xqdE/s1600/DSCN1991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9djjMvn7kI/ToPL3JXizHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f7f10_6xqdE/s400/DSCN1991.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLoCeeguEc8/ToPL9UIodyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-3AI4g9dQvA/s1600/DSCN1994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLoCeeguEc8/ToPL9UIodyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-3AI4g9dQvA/s400/DSCN1994.JPG" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;(Above) It started to rain. Then the rain starting hurting, and we saw it bouncing off the ground. It was sleeting!!!&amp;nbsp;Justin tried to catch some for the camera :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our run down the mountain was hilarious as we tried not to slip and fall, or step onto the "fragile ecosystem" which was the rocky grass terrain all along the path, which we were asked not to touch.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFq7_5mn5eA/ToPNqIaPMUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/htrr8VCmyxg/s1600/IMG_1969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFq7_5mn5eA/ToPNqIaPMUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/htrr8VCmyxg/s400/IMG_1969.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uS5q9lacWPE/ToPMDt9n74I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7gzc50Dtkjs/s1600/DSCN2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uS5q9lacWPE/ToPMDt9n74I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7gzc50Dtkjs/s400/DSCN2009.JPG" width="400" /&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) "&lt;em&gt;O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth&lt;/em&gt;!" Psalm 8:9&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQRkqBfkYc0/ToPOBE769GI/AAAAAAAAALg/bHe54zuQBE8/s1600/IMG_2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQRkqBfkYc0/ToPOBE769GI/AAAAAAAAALg/bHe54zuQBE8/s400/IMG_2009.JPG" width="400" /&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xss0dKv8kGY/ToPNyF4xubI/AAAAAAAAALU/PIbQ4ePSK0I/s1600/IMG_1988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xss0dKv8kGY/ToPNyF4xubI/AAAAAAAAALU/PIbQ4ePSK0I/s400/IMG_1988.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Above) Uncle Ron and Aunt Laurie: Terrific tour guides and amazing hosts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So thankful to get to visit them and cousin Rach ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRVF0axL8_k/ToPN2qu1uNI/AAAAAAAAALY/YTn03Ww3MIM/s1600/IMG_1992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRVF0axL8_k/ToPN2qu1uNI/AAAAAAAAALY/YTn03Ww3MIM/s400/IMG_1992.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XeYGQ1ddck/ToSOGVotwtI/AAAAAAAAANE/IEOgajYPcbU/s1600/1chipmunk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XeYGQ1ddck/ToSOGVotwtI/AAAAAAAAANE/IEOgajYPcbU/s400/1chipmunk.jpg" width="400" /&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Above) These little guys were running all over the rocks at the edge of the cliff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) The lightning was so pretty (in a terrifying way for me...who doesn't believe you should be outside if you can &lt;em&gt;hear&lt;/em&gt; thunder, let alone &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; lightning!) I only had patience to wait and catch this one bolt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ7sBB2h_eg/ToPN8RltUXI/AAAAAAAAALc/DW9qBoM3Sfc/s1600/IMG_2006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ7sBB2h_eg/ToPN8RltUXI/AAAAAAAAALc/DW9qBoM3Sfc/s400/IMG_2006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Below) Dinner at Bienvenidos in Estes Park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Gotta love some yummy Mexican&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Even though they didn't have sweet tea or sour cream sauce :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBLBu-t8ke8/ToPMJXJrSWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3Dp-J4YDqC4/s1600/DSCN2014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBLBu-t8ke8/ToPMJXJrSWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3Dp-J4YDqC4/s400/DSCN2014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftOFBkbglPo/ToPMPS8GnCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GhWFMiV56Qc/s1600/DSCN2017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftOFBkbglPo/ToPMPS8GnCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GhWFMiV56Qc/s400/DSCN2017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part III - Denver Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-Cu2OSEpI8/ToSOBFic3FI/AAAAAAAAANA/lzHYCKY5zTk/s1600/zoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-Cu2OSEpI8/ToSOBFic3FI/AAAAAAAAANA/lzHYCKY5zTk/s400/zoo.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Loved all the animals of course, but this made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Happy Birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJPXn3HTdao/ToPMV32D2bI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6wsuFr9gEq4/s1600/DSCN2024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJPXn3HTdao/ToPMV32D2bI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6wsuFr9gEq4/s400/DSCN2024.JPG" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part IV- Colorado&amp;nbsp;Springs Area&lt;/strong&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QFTjCdHyT48/ToPLS7zsl7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/E6Xgme_ZQMM/s1600/DSCN2095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QFTjCdHyT48/ToPLS7zsl7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/E6Xgme_ZQMM/s400/DSCN2095.JPG" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Above)&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Air Force Academy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Chapel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Justin introducing himself to the founder of the Academy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was cordial despite the rigid appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uVBHVdKY48/ToPLZkzSp-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VR4A_cXIeDg/s1600/DSCN2096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uVBHVdKY48/ToPLZkzSp-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VR4A_cXIeDg/s400/DSCN2096.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) The Chapel itself is divided into multiple areas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First is the Catholic Chapel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RD-eylg7iQs/ToPMh1wZddI/AAAAAAAAAKk/r0MRRdssDCg/s1600/DSCN2102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RD-eylg7iQs/ToPMh1wZddI/AAAAAAAAAKk/r0MRRdssDCg/s400/DSCN2102.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Second is the Jewish Chapel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q80P2qli244/ToPMoCq1qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zEQLghDiPNk/s1600/DSCN2103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q80P2qli244/ToPMoCq1qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zEQLghDiPNk/s400/DSCN2103.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Below) Third is the Buddhist Chapel﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwCCUIp6eU0/ToPMuXfNpxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7hKDstbWcPU/s1600/DSCN2117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwCCUIp6eU0/ToPMuXfNpxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7hKDstbWcPU/s400/DSCN2117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) The main portion of the chapel is on the second floor. It is the Protestant Chapel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Here they have multiple services which include both&amp;nbsp;traditional and contemporary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxDqBF2VqHc/ToR37LGNVEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/80TB4j5yC18/s1600/1chapel" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxDqBF2VqHc/ToR37LGNVEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/80TB4j5yC18/s400/1chapel" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ENpexZmbjT0/ToPM0tQ7bHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/u90OuYfedYM/s1600/DSCN2118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ENpexZmbjT0/ToPM0tQ7bHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/u90OuYfedYM/s400/DSCN2118.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Below) The view out of the chapel window: God bless America!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOI1sXAREGU/ToR4WtKd3hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/HW8mqa-tOz0/s1600/1chapela" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOI1sXAREGU/ToR4WtKd3hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/HW8mqa-tOz0/s400/1chapela" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) I can't visit Colorado Springs and not stop in at &lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focus on the Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent most of our time perusing the book store and touring Odyssey :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZhHXVFyJ9E/ToPNHMLh0FI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MMZfM7VbQjA/s1600/DSCN2140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZhHXVFyJ9E/ToPNHMLh0FI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MMZfM7VbQjA/s400/DSCN2140.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPDXN6IbTbA/ToPMb4LymlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RgW77vYKmwQ/s1600/DSCN2167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPDXN6IbTbA/ToPMb4LymlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RgW77vYKmwQ/s400/DSCN2167.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Above) We did enjoy an amazing sundae at the Soda Shoppe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Whit's office: I wonder which book holds the key to open the secret computer room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGcPE5JnPZ4/ToPNNPxhemI/AAAAAAAAALA/oUVT9H460kg/s1600/DSCN2155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGcPE5JnPZ4/ToPNNPxhemI/AAAAAAAAALA/oUVT9H460kg/s400/DSCN2155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) We couldn't wait to visit &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cave of the Winds&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Justin tried to talk me into doing the lantern tour, but having never been in a cave, and knowing my cautious self (not to be confused with a &lt;em&gt;worrisome&lt;/em&gt; self), I only committed to complete the normal tour. It was a blast, and now I know next time I would take the lantern tour.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0ZjQxfVfr4/ToSNzq_MDqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ozdjU8cbeRw/s1600/cave+ceiling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0ZjQxfVfr4/ToSNzq_MDqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ozdjU8cbeRw/s400/cave+ceiling.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJiU3Didpj4/ToSN1H7GiRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hlu43ppZXB0/s1600/cave+chapel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJiU3Didpj4/ToSN1H7GiRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hlu43ppZXB0/s400/cave+chapel.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2uNIfiZB5KE/ToSN6WnmsEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DfA0GEAH9yY/s1600/cave+ribbon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2uNIfiZB5KE/ToSN6WnmsEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DfA0GEAH9yY/s400/cave+ribbon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D71vtz-UHhU/ToSN4abDYnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YN2d0m4oIWA/s1600/cave+quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D71vtz-UHhU/ToSN4abDYnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YN2d0m4oIWA/s400/cave+quote.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQAWBSsgSeU/ToPOSUE_osI/AAAAAAAAALo/EEFmgHlz01o/s1600/IMG_2036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQAWBSsgSeU/ToPOSUE_osI/AAAAAAAAALo/EEFmgHlz01o/s400/IMG_2036.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Above) Originally we thought we would do a zipline tour, but it required so much time we wouldn't have been able to do much else. So when we arrived at Cave of the Winds and they had this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;Ropes Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we knew immediately we would participate! A little scarier than I thought it would be, I did make it across most of the ropes, even the ones on the far left which hangs over the edge of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSI5gJRPjZY/ToPOJVxDXwI/AAAAAAAAALk/rMMKkGxKaPg/s1600/IMG_2028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSI5gJRPjZY/ToPOJVxDXwI/AAAAAAAAALk/rMMKkGxKaPg/s400/IMG_2028.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) On our way back down the mountain, we stopped in at the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"&gt;Cliff Dwellings Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;While these are actual dwellings, they have been moved to this region to protect and preserve them, and were privately owned for many, many years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_W6zXf7vw5M/ToPOu-bDPMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vSnsKc5cztw/s1600/IMG_2054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_W6zXf7vw5M/ToPOu-bDPMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vSnsKc5cztw/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vafsuJv0umE/ToPO9lGd0PI/AAAAAAAAAL8/L0NSaS_PreA/s1600/IMG_2069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vafsuJv0umE/ToPO9lGd0PI/AAAAAAAAAL8/L0NSaS_PreA/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-ArEpXnWE/ToPO4WpQ_KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PsReWogBh5w/s1600/IMG_2067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-ArEpXnWE/ToPO4WpQ_KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PsReWogBh5w/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Bottom Right) We did find a solitary bat hanging from the ceiling in one of these rooms. I think he was in an Indian chant- induced coma, as his perch was right beside the genuine "Indian-Sony" speaker projecting prayers or chants in the native tongue.&lt;/span&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; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s_laNeSaacU/ToPOlRCvM7I/AAAAAAAAALw/4_P5GkannPg/s1600/IMG_2047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s_laNeSaacU/ToPOlRCvM7I/AAAAAAAAALw/4_P5GkannPg/s320/IMG_2047.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) What trip to the Springs would be complete without a trip to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"&gt;Garden of the Gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? The views are breathtaking and pictures never do justice. We were exhausted at the end of a long and exciting day, but managed to take a few pictures to prove our visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LT0NEjn8XAk/ToPPPlqvZxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0Pr0zB7AnPg/s1600/IMG_2137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LT0NEjn8XAk/ToPPPlqvZxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0Pr0zB7AnPg/s400/IMG_2137.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wd3yo6KYDjk/ToPPDA1gZJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/i3aNramlrFc/s1600/IMG_2093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wd3yo6KYDjk/ToPPDA1gZJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/i3aNramlrFc/s400/IMG_2093.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Above) God has placed His evidence eveywhere: from the clouds in the upper atmosphere, to the top of the mountain, to the insides of the ground...He. Wants. To. Be. Known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For what can be known about God is plain to them, because God has shown it to them. For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made. So they are without excuse.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Romans 1:19-20&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZO1txF_h9Bk/ToPPJRxHeFI/AAAAAAAAAME/FZN_B8v4jfc/s1600/IMG_2132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZO1txF_h9Bk/ToPPJRxHeFI/AAAAAAAAAME/FZN_B8v4jfc/s400/IMG_2132.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jYaUw6BRjH4/ToPPYDJ6H_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fTAnRsIm2_o/s1600/IMG_2138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jYaUw6BRjH4/ToPPYDJ6H_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fTAnRsIm2_o/s400/IMG_2138.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3BSfDhYhp0/ToPPdHELMVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qP_DZl5koKE/s1600/IMG_2141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3BSfDhYhp0/ToPPdHELMVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qP_DZl5koKE/s400/IMG_2141.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) One of my favorite rock formations in the garden. It's a little like how I imagine God holds the earth in His hand: balanced perfectly to sustain His creation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8zCfLehApo/ToPPiio5GxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wSnDaQMwHLY/s1600/IMG_2150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8zCfLehApo/ToPPiio5GxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wSnDaQMwHLY/s400/IMG_2150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below)&amp;nbsp;Good finish to the day, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqfWRRHcaUw/ToPPphl-ugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/K5CuyZJDwnI/s1600/IMG_2157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqfWRRHcaUw/ToPPphl-ugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/K5CuyZJDwnI/s400/IMG_2157.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below)&amp;nbsp;Pretty much sums it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-6FGczOS0tFs/ToPPw72WeAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q5pJSxYWbdM/s1600/IMG_2159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FGczOS0tFs/ToPPw72WeAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q5pJSxYWbdM/s400/IMG_2159.JPG" width="400" /&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Headed Home. Not the fave part of vacation, but God's glory from the sky &lt;strong&gt;IS &lt;/strong&gt;a breathtaking view. We are so thankful for our time with family and in the midst of His creation on our trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was relaxing, inspiring, and exciting all wrapped up into one great adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zntrlTkrm80/ToPNTPyVdgI/AAAAAAAAALE/h0N1uy3TrpQ/s1600/IMG_2161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zntrlTkrm80/ToPNTPyVdgI/AAAAAAAAALE/h0N1uy3TrpQ/s400/IMG_2161.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-155860096798263037?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/155860096798263037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=155860096798263037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/155860096798263037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/155860096798263037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreams-of-mountains-brood-on-things.html' title='&quot;Dreams of Mountains ... Brood on Things Eternal&quot;'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnZ9dhuvR8g/ToPLgNJyZ4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xl4t4k-Un3k/s72-c/DSCN1949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1306765634161200622</id><published>2011-08-13T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T22:30:37.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission'/><title type='text'>Sudan 2011-It's Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 50px; margin-left: 376px; margin-top: 2px; position: absolute; width: 282px; z-index: 1;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WACA_f3e_B0/TkdVmhOWHGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-lEdXzrmKDU/s1600/Border+Cross.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WACA_f3e_B0/TkdVmhOWHGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-lEdXzrmKDU/s320/Border+Cross.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;- On Mission -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Trip Date: October 11-21, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Blessings to you in the name of Christ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Justin and I are excited to be returning to South Sudan this year for another short term trip. By God’s grace, He calls and provides for His children to obey. Please let us take this moment to share what He has been doing in Sudan, and how God has shown us we can take part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1t2eehfjAm0/TkdVf5pB_xI/AAAAAAAAAJg/y5EDAnSnqj0/s1600/DSCN0626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1t2eehfjAm0/TkdVf5pB_xI/AAAAAAAAAJg/y5EDAnSnqj0/s200/DSCN0626.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;any of you know we went on our first trip to the country last August, and were amazed at God's "New Testament Church" ministry in that area. When we got back to America, all we could think about were the faces and souls of brothers and sisters which the Lord allowed us to meet, and in some cases, lead into a relationship with Him. Pastor Onesimus gave me a picture of himself as a reminder to pray, and I turned the time, 11:11, into a reminder to pray for the church and others we met there: whatever I could do so as not to forget how God is working in Sudan. Over the last several months, this has included volunteering with e3 Sudan and participating in local ministry events.&amp;nbsp; God has not abandoned the seed of love He planted in our hearts for these people. I think only it has grown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;lmost a year later, we are following God’s lead back to Sudan for another, on-the-ground&amp;nbsp;mission. Matthew 28:10-11 says, “&lt;i&gt;Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you,” &lt;/i&gt;and that is what we want to do. Our team’s mission will be to share the Gospel, growing disciples in new or existing churches, and children’s and women’s ministry as we again partner with e3 Partners Ministry.&amp;nbsp;Many of the team will also have the opportunity to teach at the bible school (growing in a year from about 20 to over 100), and Justin looks forward to this again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;ast year our team planted Jordan Baptist Church under a grove of Mango trees. The day before we left Sudan, I noted in my bible that I prayed these verses for the baby church: "&lt;i&gt;And it is my prayer that your love may abound more and more, with knowledge and all discernment, so that you may approve what is excellent, and so be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God." (&lt;/i&gt;Phil&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;1:9-11) That is still our prayer not only for Jordan Baptist, but also many other Mango churches and the growing vision for the salvation of South Sudan. Returning to this area is not only a blessing, but a privilege, as we partner with the native missionaries, praying God uses us and teaches us mightily while we're there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iW9bh7pVxtA/TkdVmKDGCII/AAAAAAAAAJk/2TRvhzxIFQ8/s1600/DSCN0676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iW9bh7pVxtA/TkdVmKDGCII/AAAAAAAAAJk/2TRvhzxIFQ8/s200/DSCN0676.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;ust as we are partnering with the Sudanese on mission, we ask you to prayerfully consider partnering with us in one of two ways. As we obey God's call to this country, it is vital that we not do it alone. We covet your prayers in this mission, and would love to have you on our praying team! You can be praying for the &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;rovision, the &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;lan, the &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;eople, and for &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;rotection. We will send out a prayer calendar with specific things to pray for as the trip gets closer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;he second way you can partner with us is financially. &amp;nbsp;We have to cover all of the cost for flights and supplies for the trip (ca. $7,500 for both of us together), and a gift of any amount is a blessing! We truly believe that if God calls us to something, He will provide the means. If the Lord leads you to partner in this way, we thank you for allowing Him to use you. Please follow the instructions on the attached card to make sure your gift gets to the right place. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;(Below in Blue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Thank you so much for partnering with us in this, and may God bless you. We can’t wait to see how God has planned to use your support on this trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFooter" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“How then will they call on him In whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to preach unless they are sent? As it is written, “How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt; Romans 10:14&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In Christ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin and Kari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFooter"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;South Sudan Fun Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;- Independence Day was &amp;nbsp;July 9, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #f79646; font-size: 12px;"&gt;- Has its own flag and currency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #f79646; font-size: 12px;"&gt;- Establishing its own government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;- The church can play a big part by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;teaching men and women to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;disciples of Christ and to lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;by His principles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFooter"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Thank you for prayerfully considering financial support! There are two ways you can send your gift: by check, or donating online. If you send a check, please make it payable to e3 Partners Ministry and send your contribution to 2001 W. Plano Parkway, Suite 2600, Plano, TX&amp;nbsp; 75075.&amp;nbsp; You will need to enter the name “Justin (or Kari) Copling” along with the trip code &lt;b&gt;SD11N&lt;/b&gt; in the subject line to ensure that it is processed in a timely manner. Your gift will be placed in an account under our name. You can also make payments online at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.e3partners.org/SSLPage.aspx?pid=1196" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;www.e3partners.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Under the “Give” menu, you will need to click “Donate today.”&amp;nbsp; Please follow the instructions given. You will need to enter Kari and Justin Copling and the trip code &lt;b&gt;SD11N&lt;/b&gt; after checking “Other” as the “Designation.” All gifts are tax deductible, and e3 Partners then will send you a tax receipt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Thank you and God bless you for your faithfulness!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFooter" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1306765634161200622?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1306765634161200622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1306765634161200622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1306765634161200622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1306765634161200622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/08/sudan-2011-its-coming.html' title='Sudan 2011-It&apos;s Coming'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WACA_f3e_B0/TkdVmhOWHGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-lEdXzrmKDU/s72-c/Border+Cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-633062511505604852</id><published>2011-08-01T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:25:09.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I truly &lt;/span&gt;cannot believe that Justin and I have been married for 3 years, today. Three years! Time has absolutely flown by, which means that we are indeed having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am celebrating today in prayers of thanksgiving, poems, and a picture blog. Happy Anniversary, Bays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Anniversary Poem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aJjf-17Td8/TjYesaR8ywI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6Fy-B_ne7Jk/s1600/n516424929_829581_8634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aJjf-17Td8/TjYesaR8ywI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6Fy-B_ne7Jk/s320/n516424929_829581_8634.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"To my husband of this three years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you for loving me through laughter and tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm amazed at how much more each day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You show me your love in yet another way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you for being my friend and strong rock,&lt;br /&gt;And for learning to pick up your shorts and your socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your laugh makes me smile, and your grin does me in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Without you I wouldn't know where to begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your love makes me smile, even when I'm alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And I thank God for you; that you're my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Let's keep having fun and new adventures,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;'Till we're rocking a pearly white set of dentures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Three years have gone by, in just a blink,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What God will do next, I can't even think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But I know for sure, I'd have it no other way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Than to obey Him and love Him with you, every day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Justin, you truly are the love of my life, and I grow more and more in love with you every day. Thank you for all the amazing ways you show me your love. I'm so glad you asked, and that I said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AN ANNIVERSARY IN PICTURES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-4pNjYS_46sE/TjYZ_yyGA7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/RWpugN_X1Go/s1600/DSCN1278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4pNjYS_46sE/TjYZ_yyGA7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/RWpugN_X1Go/s200/DSCN1278.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pb20qWPT1dc/TjYZ4-hlstI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kjp_YQVTDS8/s1600/DSCN1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pb20qWPT1dc/TjYZ4-hlstI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kjp_YQVTDS8/s200/DSCN1271.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Touring the Gaylord Texan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/-8Z1DkhRVEwg/TjYaMpdnL8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/5CQsXEggC2Y/s1600/DSCN1293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z1DkhRVEwg/TjYaMpdnL8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/5CQsXEggC2Y/s200/DSCN1293.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aRt8LRClX1M/TjYaGLWKiXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/IpdmiaAARZI/s1600/DSCN1286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aRt8LRClX1M/TjYaGLWKiXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/IpdmiaAARZI/s200/DSCN1286.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AGhKUNEU_A/TjYfk6dgsKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e8uZYvFlsLs/s1600/DSCN1285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AGhKUNEU_A/TjYfk6dgsKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e8uZYvFlsLs/s320/DSCN1285.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXXLCObPXc/TjYfrL0BvLI/AAAAAAAAAII/t2Tw7nhjgD4/s1600/DSCN1289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXXLCObPXc/TjYfrL0BvLI/AAAAAAAAAII/t2Tw7nhjgD4/s320/DSCN1289.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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; &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/-QY3mBNIJ3uk/TjYf4J66eYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ogZqftaYyoI/s1600/DSCN1302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QY3mBNIJ3uk/TjYf4J66eYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ogZqftaYyoI/s320/DSCN1302.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAIeeay0XeM/TjYgDQu15xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q3y9HF07Kdw/s1600/DSCN1308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAIeeay0XeM/TjYgDQu15xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q3y9HF07Kdw/s200/DSCN1308.JPG" width="200" /&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/-8Qbf1UDW-fQ/TjYf9zvM4vI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jWkQtjKK9GM/s1600/DSCN1307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Qbf1UDW-fQ/TjYf9zvM4vI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jWkQtjKK9GM/s200/DSCN1307.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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; Sea Bass in lemon caper sauce, and (Sword Fish?) Piccatta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/--HZ58qXetSQ/TjYaSr__f-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bLHWFq6MJzg/s1600/DSCN1313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--HZ58qXetSQ/TjYaSr__f-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bLHWFq6MJzg/s320/DSCN1313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gO8q7tAtBp0/TjYgPfLb6TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hwFfLh95iwM/s320/DSCN1320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJYwIxL4u6c/TjYafzktbNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lG0DmttyAzc/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJYwIxL4u6c/TjYafzktbNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lG0DmttyAzc/s320/DSCN1343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G92LUoQ_w2U/TjYj9GjqqNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/XWKVvKGGiic/s1600/a123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G92LUoQ_w2U/TjYj9GjqqNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/XWKVvKGGiic/s1600/a123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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; &lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5lvP8pFl-c/TjYgiLm1peI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jq-XCH2l100/s320/DSCN1331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Room Service Dessert (Even better after 11)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FhZZIekPWQw/TjYasok46-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/MzRWqA4w0pE/s1600/DSCN1351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FhZZIekPWQw/TjYasok46-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/MzRWqA4w0pE/s200/DSCN1351.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bananas Foster Cake and&amp;nbsp;Brownie Fudge Sundae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2 - Paradise Springs and Lake Grapevine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ujBDGOQjuEM/TjYay2-GgEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/213mFtvj-sA/s1600/DSCN1352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ujBDGOQjuEM/TjYay2-GgEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/213mFtvj-sA/s320/DSCN1352.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready for Paradise Springs pool and the lazy river!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwmPJYq2Gy0/TjYa5DAVnLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gM0o5ZKCfR0/s1600/DSCN1363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwmPJYq2Gy0/TjYa5DAVnLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gM0o5ZKCfR0/s320/DSCN1363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lake Grapevine - Silver Lake Marina&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: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwiJRitBXVw/TjYZs8DpTHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EbQjKkyLyhE/s1600/DSCN1365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwiJRitBXVw/TjYZs8DpTHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EbQjKkyLyhE/s320/DSCN1365.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had such an amazing time on the water. Hard to go home after that much fun! The whole weekend was memorable and precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-633062511505604852?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/633062511505604852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=633062511505604852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/633062511505604852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/633062511505604852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aJjf-17Td8/TjYesaR8ywI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6Fy-B_ne7Jk/s72-c/n516424929_829581_8634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1133554457967935578</id><published>2011-07-18T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:59:04.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotions'/><title type='text'>Happy Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;This weekend Justin and I made it to the movie theater, and as the previews rolled across the screen, one in particular caught my attention. More maybe as I remember it today than even&amp;nbsp;at that moment: Happy Feet 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I have never seen Happy Feet, and likely will not see the second one, but that preview did two things.&amp;nbsp;It made me wish I could have a fuzzy baby penguin of my own (almost as much as I want one of those mini giraffes from the Direct TV commercials), and it made me think of the things in life that really make me happy-all the way down to my toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89fby_AhIuQ/TiSzgH4eSGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jNTBQlHhx_I/s1600/girraffe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89fby_AhIuQ/TiSzgH4eSGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jNTBQlHhx_I/s1600/girraffe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Cells&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;One of those things which make me very happy, is the sunshine in summer! This year's temperatures are breaking records (and pocket books) as we try to keep cool and stay safe in the incredible temps. But one thing does not change for me, regardless of the 100+ degrees. When the sun kisses my skin, all of my skin cells rejoice, and it's as if I can feel the vitamin D reviving the energy of those cells. Can you relate? It's invigorating, and I find myself at times, craving the warmth and rejuvinating energy from the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;How about after sitting for long periods of time at school or work, and then getting up and stretching the muscles in&amp;nbsp;your arms,&amp;nbsp;legs, and torso? Wow! Those muscle cells are jumping around, and thanking you for popping them back to life. It feels so good, and each time it happens, I wonder why I don't do it more often. Very. Happy. Cells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgtTBgoW6PM/TiS03GcZvUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/s6DYdKUKxPA/s1600/sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgtTBgoW6PM/TiS03GcZvUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/s6DYdKUKxPA/s320/sun.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Recently, however, I have rediscovered the depth and breadth of the rejuvinating power of spending time in God's word. Not just reading a verse or two, or filling in blanks in a bible study book. But reading. Soaking. Studying the pages of scripture. For some, this is the&amp;nbsp;status quo of your walk right now. You know the invigorating and insatiable draw of God's Word when it opens&amp;nbsp;like a water hose and gushes refreshment and joy into your soul. For others, this is something you've known at various times in your walk with God. Maybe in college. Maybe right after you were saved and were on fire for the Lord. Maybe it was last year, but for some reason the habit is slipping as quickly as the summer months tick away. For me, I am easily intimidated by what I think it will take (time wise, committment wise, etc.) and if I can't do what I think it takes, I put it off, choosing rather to not try than to fail my personal expectation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Zd8TA13XpA/TiS36mQA8NI/AAAAAAAAAHI/raElHguv5QQ/s1600/bible.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Zd8TA13XpA/TiS36mQA8NI/AAAAAAAAAHI/raElHguv5QQ/s320/bible.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;But, oh, what&amp;nbsp;energy and excitement there is in knowing God in His Word. Studying whole passages or characters at a time help us to see God's character and learn from His mandates, love, and promises, as well as the mistakes and failings of those who followed Him in His Word. There is a spiritual "happy feet" dance that my heart does when I see His attributes come alive in the pages of the Old and New Testament, and convict and challenge me&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;personally: &lt;/em&gt;when I begin to &lt;i&gt;crave&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the Son. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;On one hand, I continue to learn (as all adults say to the next generation), "the more I know the more I realize I don't know." But at the same time, the more you know, the more God turns your heart to desire things of His nature, and the more exciting it is to live as His! Claiming His promises, obeying His mandates, and pursuing His best in each element of each day becomes like sunshine to my skin cells, or the tingling stretch of a&amp;nbsp;muscle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I hope&amp;nbsp;that today you&amp;nbsp;can say your heart is happy, and&amp;nbsp;that your spiritual cells snap with the joy that is knowing our God in such a&amp;nbsp;personal way. But if not,&amp;nbsp;know that He is not far off, but&amp;nbsp;near. "Draw near to God, and He will draw&amp;nbsp;near to you." James 4:8 &amp;nbsp; Make it a priority today, and ask God to give you, happy feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRgksvse7Ec/TiS36Lm3r7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/aVx95iJq9Gk/s1600/feet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRgksvse7Ec/TiS36Lm3r7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/aVx95iJq9Gk/s200/feet.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1133554457967935578?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1133554457967935578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1133554457967935578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1133554457967935578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1133554457967935578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-feet.html' title='Happy Feet'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89fby_AhIuQ/TiSzgH4eSGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jNTBQlHhx_I/s72-c/girraffe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5806239729637552999</id><published>2011-06-22T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:40:43.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>It's a H.O.M.E.</title><content type='html'>We've been in our house now for 2 months. Hard to believe. And yet, it does feel like home. Every day I'm excited about something in the house, and so thankful all over again. Here are just a few of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;aving a pantry. Yes, a walk in, multi-shelved pantry to store food, snacks etc. What a treat!&lt;br /&gt;I giggle about my d&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;orbell. I know it's a small thing, but one facet of 'house' defined is a doorbell.&lt;br /&gt;We are soon getting a stor&lt;strong&gt;M &lt;/strong&gt;door! There is something comfortable about an open front door to greet the sun and friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;And what a thrill to have a cloth&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;s bar in the laundry room - so nice to hang wet clothes instead of draping my furniture with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are many more things to thank God for, including space to host family and friends, and an office for our books as well as rooms to let weary heads rest. A place to call our own, and use in ministry as the Lord leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very thankful. Every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5806239729637552999?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5806239729637552999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5806239729637552999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5806239729637552999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5806239729637552999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-home.html' title='It&apos;s a H.O.M.E.'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-3030172929226476770</id><published>2011-03-17T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T06:08:02.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facetious'/><title type='text'>"Good morning, Beautiful."</title><content type='html'>That’s what I heard as I rolled up to the second window at McDonalds. “Good morning, Beautiful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was delivered so exactly as I arrived at the open window to pay, that it must have been perfectly planned by the two high school boys waiting with mischievous and satisfied smiles lighting their eyes as I pulled to a stop at their window. I smiled to myself, my mind repeating the words again in my head as I dug out my debit card and passed it through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good morning . . . beautiful?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they regret saying it the minute it crossed the tip of their tongue? Whether they were going off of my voice or had surveillance of the drive thru line to know I was female, were they not totally shocked when in real life I was just a 27 year old wearing no make up with wet hair lying limp against my head? I began wondering if they made a mistake, or were being facetious? Maybe they were trying to be smooth like the Starbucks people who call everyone “hun” or “love” or “sweetie.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was, I laughed to myself as I pulled away, (remembering too, that normally it only takes one person at the window to take money), and thought they are either really silly and just like to get reactions out of people, or they are laughing their heads off over their mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never know. But, it was an amusing way to start the day, for them and for me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-3030172929226476770?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/3030172929226476770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=3030172929226476770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3030172929226476770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3030172929226476770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-morning-beautiful.html' title='&quot;Good morning, Beautiful.&quot;'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4000055023661803900</id><published>2011-03-03T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:27:07.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Things I Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A quiet evening at home on the couch with hubby, perusing cell phone options on line.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mornings when both Justin and I are home and getting ready to go to work!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afternoons, just hours before departing for a mother/daughter reunion in another state.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brisk walks over the lunch hour in dressy slacks and tennis shoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Answering questions about my Christmas card photo taken in Uganda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Packing light in my new Vera Bradley (on sale) duffel bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knowing sweet husband will pick me up at the airport when I return.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's blessing, over and abundant beyond anything I can ask or think!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;His Word and time alone with Him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace. That passes all understanding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(And I wasn't trying for ten...just came out that way :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4000055023661803900?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4000055023661803900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4000055023661803900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4000055023661803900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4000055023661803900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-i-love.html' title='Things I Love!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-285513693559296908</id><published>2011-02-18T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:38:46.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>It's a Faith Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Push Off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flailing Limbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scream, Blink, Rejoice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know that life sold out for Christ is a bigger adventure than you can know while you're standing on the edge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know that when Christ takes hold of your heart, it will beat to the drum of all the nations represented at the throne of Christ in heaven one day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know that when your soul begins to understand the True Light of "Christ in me" it will no longer be satisfied with artificial light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know that by &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt; - in the Creator, Sustainer, Healer, Lover, Savior, Director, King and Father - you can learn your true purpose and meaning on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this earth: to love God and glorify Him ALWAYS so that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those around you see Him when they look at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO THAT they will also believe and Glorify His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you just looking at the water from a distance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you barely sticking your toe in the river?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or Have you &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; with abandon into the flow of His mercy, love and glory! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-285513693559296908?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/285513693559296908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=285513693559296908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/285513693559296908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/285513693559296908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-faith-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a Faith Thing'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-9139222564833076391</id><published>2010-11-24T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:25:09.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>THANKS GIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a grateful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With awe for what our God has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the friends you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forgetting, our God is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not reservedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;With all that is within your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With awe for what our God has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Jesus saved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the complete victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forgetting, our God is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is your favorite song of thanksgivng or praise this season?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-9139222564833076391?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/9139222564833076391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=9139222564833076391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/9139222564833076391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/9139222564833076391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks-giving.html' title='THANKS GIVING'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4172385394031479712</id><published>2010-09-02T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:23:43.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><title type='text'>Have You Found Your Place?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TIA0gWxldbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/abKRR4l6_oY/s1600/sudan+video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512463674375501234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TIA0gWxldbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/abKRR4l6_oY/s200/sudan+video.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 90px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 160px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=427107288171"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=427107288171&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=427107288171"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4172385394031479712?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4172385394031479712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4172385394031479712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4172385394031479712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4172385394031479712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-you-found-your-place.html' title='Have You Found Your Place?'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TIA0gWxldbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/abKRR4l6_oY/s72-c/sudan+video.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2176481013673687068</id><published>2010-08-20T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:22:48.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><title type='text'>What a Mighty God We Serve! - Sudan Digest 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/THALlxmTGqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ex3PxJkcpiQ/s1600/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507915087871154850" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/THALlxmTGqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ex3PxJkcpiQ/s200/IMG_2767.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been home from Sudan now for a week. I'm still not sure I can believe it is over. God did wonderful things in the villages of Southern Sudan and in and through the lives of our team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been avoiding posting pictures partly in an effort to wait for photos from other team members :), but also becuase I wasn't sure I was ready to publicly discuss the things that those pictures represent. Last night, I felt it was time to begin the public digest. Maybe this will be the first and last, I don't know. But for now, it gives me a place to glorify God for all that He is and all He is doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a highlight summary, but it's what I've got today. God is a mighty God, and I praise Him for everything He has done on this grip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;· Waking up to the crow of local roosters.&lt;br /&gt;· Rain drops so big it seemed I could walk between them.&lt;br /&gt;· Tucking myself in every night into my very own “canopy” bed.&lt;br /&gt;· Passing out sandwiches, boiled eggs, and crackers to the villagers at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;· Showering by head lamp early each morning, only after Justin checked for bugs.&lt;br /&gt;· Sharing the gospel in the shade of trees, and at the home of many families.&lt;br /&gt;· Shaking innumerable hands of new friends&lt;br /&gt;· Calming an upset orphan boy simply by rocking him and holding him close.&lt;br /&gt;· Teaching primary school kids how to make elephant trunks for Noah’s Ark.&lt;br /&gt;· Eating pork and chips, rice and beans, fried eggs and bread.&lt;br /&gt;· Bumping up and down out of dirt road potholes&lt;br /&gt;· Worshiping Jesus under the mango trees&lt;br /&gt;· Responding to Christ’s divine appointments&lt;br /&gt;· Watching as the Lord confirmed His Word by laying it on my heart, and then later also on the hearts of others on the team&lt;br /&gt;· Baby goats.&lt;br /&gt;· Termite mounds.&lt;br /&gt;· Teak wood.&lt;br /&gt;· Humble testimonies and genuine questions.&lt;br /&gt;· Being mistaken for a Chinese person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2176481013673687068?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2176481013673687068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2176481013673687068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2176481013673687068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2176481013673687068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-mighty-god-we-serve-sudan-digest-1.html' title='What a Mighty God We Serve! - Sudan Digest 1'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/THALlxmTGqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ex3PxJkcpiQ/s72-c/IMG_2767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6041207022674913258</id><published>2010-07-06T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:38:23.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanctification'/><title type='text'>Humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without my Savior, where would I be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without His mercy, that covers me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should guilt befall my soul too great,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not one step more, be able to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A wall would grow, one step at a time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above my heart, my strength and my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead His mercy, unearned; undeserved,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rained down my cheek; warm, unreserved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rains down my cheek, trickles off my nose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All down my arms, puddling at my toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a sprinkle, this love; an undying flood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flows from His hand, eternally above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And paints a portrait, too beautiful to see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His righteousness, grace, enveloping me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not quickly or briefly, once here and now gone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But daily, continually, on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my heart not forget His transformation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ne'er forsake this so great salvation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In humility bow, with sincerity glowing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankful life in His hand, eternally growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without my Savior, where would I be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in His mercy, He sanctifies me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491018345822973122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TDQEF8XubMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2DQhJF8-RbU/s200/water+drop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6041207022674913258?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6041207022674913258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6041207022674913258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6041207022674913258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6041207022674913258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/07/humility.html' title='Humility'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TDQEF8XubMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2DQhJF8-RbU/s72-c/water+drop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6733823753161551025</id><published>2010-06-30T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:23:05.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudan'/><title type='text'>Kajo Keji, Sudan</title><content type='html'>June, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from Texas! We hope this note finds you well and enjoying the beginning of yet another summer. Justin and I are doing well and thankful for each new thing the Lord brings to us in our jobs, family, and church community. The purpose of this note is to share with you what God has laid on our hearts as His plan for us this summer. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TCvqO-IOihI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iVvwz2NcahE/s1600/LocationSouthernSudan_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488738113797655058" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TCvqO-IOihI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iVvwz2NcahE/s200/LocationSouthernSudan_svg.png" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 100px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and I have answered a call to join our church on a mission trip to Kajo Keji in southern Sudan, August 4-14th. Our trip will be lead by e3 Partners Ministry, and together we will take the Gospel of Jesus Christ to the people of Kajo Keji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team will partner with national churches and believers to target areas that are unreached with the Gospel, and use discipleship to encourage the church and assist with church planting efforts. Each day we will team up with several national believers, including a translator, and go out to share Christ with those in surrounding villages. One aspect of the trip I (Kari) am really excited about is women’s ministry: sharing Jesus with mom’s and their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young girl, I remember having a desire to visit Africa for missions as early as middle school, and see this open door as the beginning of fulfillment of what God laid on my heart several years ago. Justin is excited about the cross-cultural experience and about seeing the Holy Spirit work in ways that are different than in West Plano, Texas. It has been our desire as a couple to find ways to serve the Lord together, and we are very humbled and excited for this ministry opportunity for God’s glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like to ask you to prayerfully consider partnering with us on this mission trip. First, would you commit to praying for us? We covet the prayers of other believers as we prepare, plan, travel, and serve. Second, would you ask God if He would have you support us financially?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TCvqjTHtkQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2ZOYE-U5ClY/s1600/Flag_of_the_SPLAM_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488738463030022402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TCvqjTHtkQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2ZOYE-U5ClY/s200/Flag_of_the_SPLAM_svg.png" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 100px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The remaining cost for us to both make the trip is $7,360.00. Our goal is to reach at least half of the funds by the beginning of July. We believe God is calling us to go, however we know that this can only happen if others sense God's calling to send us. As it says in Romans 10:13-15:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of who they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, 'How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!' "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for your prayerful consideration of this request. We look forward to seeing how the Lord will move as we take this step of faith. Your prayer and financial support are a blessing to us, as well as to many who will have an opportunity to hear and respond to the Gospel as a result of your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kari and Justin&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488741656666521122" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TCvtdMV_PiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lyr4Mf2s7m8/s200/Justin+and+kari.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 119px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Thank you for prayerfully considering financeial support. If you would like to give, you can donate by check, or online. If you send a check, please make it payable to e3 Partners Ministry and send your contribution to 2001 W. Plano Parkway, Suite 2600, Plano, TX 75075. You will need to enter the name “Kari Copling” along with the trip code SD10N in the subject line to ensure that it is processed in a timely manner. Your gift will be placed in an account under our name. You can also make payments online at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.e3partners.org/SSLPage.aspx?pid=1196" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;www.e3partners.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;. Under the “Give” menu, you will need to click “Donate today.” Please follow the instructions given. You will need to enter either Kari Copling and the trip code SD10N after checking “Other” as the “Designation.” All gifts are tax deductible, and e3 Partners then will send you a tax receipt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Thank you and God bless you for your faithfulness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6733823753161551025?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6733823753161551025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6733823753161551025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6733823753161551025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6733823753161551025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/06/kajo-keji-sudan.html' title='Kajo Keji, Sudan'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/TCvqO-IOihI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iVvwz2NcahE/s72-c/LocationSouthernSudan_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5529784338968815190</id><published>2010-06-23T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:52:46.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being random!</title><content type='html'>Random thoughts of today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it that people at Starbucks will play along with me when I accidentally pull out my AAA card for payment. “You guys don’t take that, do you?” I asked, smiling at my own ridiculousness.&lt;br /&gt;“What was it?”&lt;br /&gt;“A ‘AAA’ card.”&lt;br /&gt;“No," he said. "Only on weekends.”&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that would have made that day better was if he had given me my drink for free :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you meet someone and you just know you are kindred spirits. Things just click, and you understand each other in a special way even though the friendship is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love old friendships that are comfortable and reliable. Honesty prevails, and even when one of you is uncharacteristically spontaneous, it isn’t stressful, but rather an absolute blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when little kids say exactly what they are thinking. “Is that a hat?” my nephew sincerely asked me at lunch one day.&lt;br /&gt;“Is this a hat?” I asked, pointing to the chandelier over head.&lt;br /&gt;“No, is that a hat?” His little stature is completely facing upwards from his chair beside me and he points to something seemingly above my head. Turning to look, I try to identify what he could possibly think resembles a hat.&lt;br /&gt;“Is that a hat?” Again, I point toward the ceiling. Dissatisfied with my suggestion, he tries one more time, pointing up over him and toward the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;“Is THIS a hat?” I said pointing to the top of my own head.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!”&lt;br /&gt;I almost died laughing! “No, this is not a hat. That’s my HAIR, Silly!!” Apparantly he didn't appreciate my fashionable do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love phone conversations with family, especially when conversation leads to laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I married the most amazing man ever, and that he loves me as Christ loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that our God is gracious enough to allow pleasure in the small things, to plan perfect timing in conversations and emails, to provide financially and physically, to give us His written word-alive and active, to love us when we’re unlovable, and to save us when we are beyond reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that God IS love, and that we were created in His image to love Him and others above all else, and that because He loves us, we can fulfill what we were created for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5529784338968815190?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5529784338968815190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5529784338968815190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5529784338968815190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5529784338968815190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-being-random.html' title='I love being random!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1475279625456197781</id><published>2010-05-23T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:02:40.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me while I enjoy some good schmooz...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I am starkly reminded of the reason I was an English Major in College. Not only do I love to read and write, but I also just have a love of words, different languages and how they relate to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my weekly Starbucks study session this morning (perhaps a future blog on this in general), I finished one of the most unique and educational books I have read for fun in a long time. It is well marked up, and will remain on my resource shelf for easy access: too much to remember, but so much that I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book, entitled &lt;em&gt;Jewish Culture &amp;amp; Customs: A Sampler of Jewish Life&lt;/em&gt;, takes the reader through a top level review of all things Jewish. The last chapter covers some popular Yiddish words that are common amongst the Jewish people. Granted, some of these have made their way into our English language and some have not. Some, we have in our English vocabulary but with completely different meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to include several of my favorites below. Hopefully you will get a kick out of some of them as I did, and don’t be surprised if I use them in a future conversation with you!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bashert&lt;/strong&gt; (Ba-SHERT): A common expression heard from the lips of Jewish people, “What will be will be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boobe&lt;/strong&gt; (BOO-bee): An affectionate term, similar to darling or honey. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This makes my top favorite list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chutzpa&lt;/strong&gt; (HOOT-spa): Having guts, gall, nerve or arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferblonjet&lt;/strong&gt; (Fer-BLON-jet): Confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fermished&lt;/strong&gt; (Fer-MISHED): Bewildered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fress/Fresser&lt;/strong&gt; (FRES-ser): To eat a lot; one who eats a lot (in enjoyment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mazel Tov&lt;/strong&gt; (MAZ-el Tov): An expression of good luck or congratulations. – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyone in the mood for “Fiddler on the Roof”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mensch&lt;/strong&gt; (like- Bench): A good person; one who is helpful and kind –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for Christians, Jesus is the ultimate Mensch-He did what He knew He was to do at all times: the will of His Father. This too, should be our goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nosh/Noshing&lt;/strong&gt;: A Snack/snacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schmooz&lt;/strong&gt; (SHMOO-ze): Friendly chatter. -&lt;em&gt;I enjoy a good nosh and schmooz with friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yente&lt;/strong&gt; (YEN-tee): A gossipy woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1475279625456197781?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1475279625456197781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1475279625456197781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1475279625456197781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1475279625456197781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/05/excuse-me-while-i-schmooz.html' title='Excuse me while I enjoy some good schmooz...'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4108428792255774714</id><published>2010-02-22T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:51:17.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture Memory</title><content type='html'>Well, this last two weeks went by so quickly and I didn't get to blog about the verse I have been working on. I have just finished working on 1 Peter 4:8-10 (see previous post), and am now working on a verse we girls are doing together in bible study. Mark 10:43b-45. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But whoever would be great among you must be your servant, and whoever would be first among you must be slave of all. For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many." (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you be challenged this week to look at your co-workers and family in this way, and serve them. Find ways to put them first: humble yourself to bless them in Christ's name!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4108428792255774714?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4108428792255774714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4108428792255774714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4108428792255774714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4108428792255774714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/02/scripture-memory.html' title='Scripture Memory'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-3668655155024281215</id><published>2010-02-22T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:42:25.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4G</title><content type='html'>"Grace, Grace. God's Grace.&lt;br /&gt;Gace that will pardon and cleanse within.&lt;br /&gt;Grace, grace, God’s grace,&lt;br /&gt;Grace that is greater than all our sin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what else to say after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves me. God loves ME! Have you thought about that today? He loves you as His child, and will never leave you no matter how far away you run, and how hard you try to make Him give up on you. He won't. That's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself getting giddy for no reason as I walk down the hall at work, and burst out in my best faux-British accent as I talk to myslef as if I were someone else: I have to smile because&lt;br /&gt;I know that the only One who hears me is My Savior. He created me with all quirks, and maybe even smiles when I crack I myself up. That's Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people God has placed in my life blow me away at times with their gifts, humility, friendship, marriages, and hearts of service. So many of them truly live out what God's Word says in 1 Peter 4:8-10 "Above &lt;em&gt;all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins.  Show hospitality to one another without grumbling.  As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God's varied grace&lt;/em&gt;." That's Blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!&lt;br /&gt;Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,&lt;br /&gt;There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled.  "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-3668655155024281215?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/3668655155024281215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=3668655155024281215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3668655155024281215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3668655155024281215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/02/4g.html' title='4G'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-537193890341837100</id><published>2010-02-20T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T07:28:17.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>"Oh yes I did!"</title><content type='html'>That's right. I did it. Something I never thought I would do. Maybe I will regret it,  maybe I won't. It's too early to tell. Probably what I need is a picture taken. Then when I  have had a couple of weeks to sleep on it I can look back and see what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likely I will laugh and say, "that's not so bad!" But the next time I try to do it, it just won't be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wore my favorite jeans with a dress!!! &lt;/em&gt;Ahh, there! I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a formal wear to church on Sunday type dress, but an above the knee, cotton shirt-like dress. Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not think that's a big deal, but let me explain. I have often wondered about it, and never been sure I'd seen it successfully pulled off. On the other hand I could definitely imagine it on a mannequin at New York and Co. or Forever 21, but at the same time, not everything you find on a mannequin should actually be worn in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the corner of my mind I could also imagine someone thinking I was pregnant becuase of the "big shirt" effect: not cool. "&lt;em&gt;But I don't look pregnant, do I&lt;/em&gt;?" (I'm not either, just in case that thought is crossing your mind right now. This mental rant is a normal occurance in my very UN-pregnant, female brain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I finally decided I that since I wanted to wear something cute and create a new outfit from clothes already in my closet, I would hopefully be able to pull of the confident, trend-fashion gait as I left my apartment in a style I couldn't have imagined myself wearing 6 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am. Sitting at Panera, enjoying this blog confession while simultaneously feeling "I did okay" and being grateful that I don't have a camera (and that I'm alone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wardrobe affirmation: As I walked into Panera, a lady walked out wearing (you guessed it) a long dress like shirt. The only problem...she was carrying a baby in her arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-537193890341837100?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/537193890341837100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=537193890341837100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/537193890341837100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/537193890341837100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-yes-i-did.html' title='&quot;Oh yes I did!&quot;'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-881186190468245313</id><published>2010-01-30T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:23:32.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promises'/><title type='text'>Promises in Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 3:3 "But Thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes when you live by faith, all you have are God's promises"--Jarrett Stephens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How full is your memory bank: can you claim the Lord's promises from memory when things are difficult?  Practice putting God's Word in your heart. Do not students practice for the ACT in prepration for college? Do not athletes train for the big game? Is it not wise to build a savings account for emergencies? Should we not fill up our memory in preparation for the trials of life? Be prepared.  Hide God's word in your heart, that you might have truth at your fingertips to claim in time of need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-881186190468245313?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/881186190468245313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=881186190468245313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/881186190468245313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/881186190468245313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/01/promises-in-truth.html' title='Promises in Truth'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2648069211878607226</id><published>2010-01-27T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:26:44.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results are in...</title><content type='html'>..."Following all that the Lord my God has commanded" and not turning "to the right or to the left" is quite a challenge. (Last week's memory verses Deut. 5:32-33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's scripture memory has been one of my favorite verses to think on in terms of God's will, and God's best. He knows what is best for His children, and sometimes it's as simple as obeying what He has already told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big way that we can obey is to be debt free. It's hard. Really hard in this culture of 'have it now' and 'pay later.' But so important. This is a goal that my husband and I have been diligently working toward, and God is blessing our obedience already. Can't wait for the day to be able to say we are DEBT FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way we know we need to obey is spending time with our Lord. Good, quality time. Oh, car conversations are important, and so is corporate worship and group Bible study, but we need to make time for Him on our own. Time to read. Pray. Listen. Obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House work. "What?" you might ask. "How is housework God's will?" It's a seemingly small thing butI think God considers it important. In it's place (not above family or God) it is part of being diligent and responsible for what God has entrusted us. Spending time dusting and doing dishes on a regular basis is a way to obey God by taking care of His gift to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I going on and on about all this? These are some of the things that I believe take discipline in the Christians life. God's Word says to follow what God has told us, and not to get sidetracked by things on our right hand or left. And one thing I've noticed is that when I'm distracted from even little things like house work or saving money, other areas of my life don't run as smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, my husband and I sat down and talked about one area we needed to address in our discipline: watching TV. Although not bad in itself, TV for us was relaxation after a long day at work, but consumed our energy and time which affected our timeliness in chores, and time with the Lord. Together, we decided that during the week we would not watch any TV. Shows we wanted to see would be recorded and watched on the weekends (fast forwarding commercials), and weeknights would be spent taking care of our house, devos, couple time, and true relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what fun it has been! By practicing discipline in one area, I have found discipline in many! I have had time to work out, cook dinner, clean up the house, play games with my husband and fall asleep as early as 8:30pm if I needed to! Such freedom! And another example of how God blesses our obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, two weeks into the memorization, and God is already at work. His Word is alive, and does not return void.&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is burdened in prayer for several brothers and sisters I know facing health issues. Would you please pray for Matt,  *Amy* and *Tammy* (names changed for privacy) who are facing serious health problems. Pray for God's peace that passes understanding, and wisdom for the doctors and family, as well as healing of their bodies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I pray for you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2648069211878607226?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2648069211878607226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2648069211878607226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2648069211878607226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2648069211878607226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/01/results-are-in.html' title='Results are in...'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1616075047943207545</id><published>2010-01-12T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:05:49.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture memory'/><title type='text'>New Year Challenge</title><content type='html'>It's a new year and there are lots of things we as people try to do to better ourselves and our lives as we move forward with a fresh calendar. Amazingly, I have a pretty open calendar in the year of 2010 so far, but one thing I know is that I want to mark it up with scripture memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most believers agree that it is important to memorize scripture, but find it hard to commit to, make time for, and follow through with. This year, ask God to show you how important it is to your walk, and commit to put His Words in your heart. No one can ever take away what you hide in your heart, and what goal for such a time as this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I have hidden Your word in my heart that I might not sin against Thee."&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 119:11&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;They Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path&lt;/em&gt;." Psalm 119:105&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Thy words were found, and I did eat them; and thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart: for I am called by thy name, O LORD God of hosts."&lt;/em&gt; Jeremiah 15:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of last year I saw &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; (Beth Moore's ministry blog) where ladies across the globe had been working together to memorize two verses a month. That's my challenge to myself and to you this year. Choose two passages a month that you can commit to memory. I will post my verses here as I work on new ones every other week, and I would love to hear what you are working on, and how God is using it to empower your daily living!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse one for me is found in Deuteronomy 5:32-33.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ye shall observe to do therefore as the LORD your God hath commanded you: ye shall not turn aside to the right hand or to the left.&lt;br /&gt;   Ye shall walk in all the ways which the LORD your God hath commanded you, that ye may live, and that it may be well with you, and that ye may prolong your days in the land which ye shall possess."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready! Set! Memorize!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1616075047943207545?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1616075047943207545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1616075047943207545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1616075047943207545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1616075047943207545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-challenge.html' title='New Year Challenge'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-8996744651574529404</id><published>2009-12-15T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T10:58:42.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is the Reason for the Season</title><content type='html'>A friend gave me a copy of the following and I thought it was worth sharing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe we're ten days away from Christmas. I have done SOOOOO much in preparation for the special day and have enjoyed the season very much. However, there are still several important things that I had hoped to do waiting on my to-do list. I must buckle down and finish them up. In the meantime, may this make you smile as you take a moment to read it through, and truly rejoice in what it means for those who have accepted Jesus as their Savior!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus is the Reason for the Season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa lives at the North Pole&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa rides in a sleigh&lt;br /&gt;JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes but once a year&lt;br /&gt;JESUS supplies all your needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes down your chimney uninvited&lt;br /&gt;JESUS stands at your door and knocks. . . and then enters your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to stand in line to see Santa&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is as close as the mention of His name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa lets you sit on his lap&lt;br /&gt;JESUS lets you rest in His arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Doesn't know your name, all he can say is "Hi little boy or girl, What's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;JESUS knew our name before we did. Not only does He know our name, He knows our address too. He knows our history and future and He even knows how many hairs are on our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa says, "You better not cry."&lt;br /&gt;JESUS says, "Cast all your cares on me for I care for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa's little helpers make toys&lt;br /&gt;JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts, repairs broken homes and builds mansions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa may make you chuckle but&lt;br /&gt;JESUS gives you joy that is your strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa puts gifts under your tree&lt;br /&gt;JESUS became our gift and died on the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious there is really no comparison.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS  is still the reason for the season.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-8996744651574529404?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/8996744651574529404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=8996744651574529404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8996744651574529404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8996744651574529404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/12/jesus-is-reason-for-season.html' title='Jesus is the Reason for the Season'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-3732420666427408926</id><published>2009-11-25T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:53:55.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THankful that it's Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>God has been so good to me and my family this last year. It would take Santa a year to read the list of all the wonderful things God has done, so 5 or 6 things a day, barely scratch the surface. However, it is a way to summarize in quantities palatable to the fast paced reading culture we are in. Longer post for another day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Windows: &lt;/strong&gt;With screens so that I can open them and let the fresh air in. We have had wasps get in our house the last few times we have opened the windows (screens with holes) and so I've missed being able to open them this week during the nice weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Egg Nog: &lt;/strong&gt;Last year I didn't have any, and so this year I bought it early. One sip and everything starts reminding me of Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Defrosters: &lt;/strong&gt;THis morning was the first time I had frozen precipitation on my window...very thankful for defrosting capabilities in the car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Curtains: &lt;/strong&gt;Did some decorating last night. Guest room is now my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earrings: &lt;/strong&gt;Accessorize! I love being a girl and all the fun "extras" we get to use to express our style :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanctification: &lt;/strong&gt;My Savior always deserves the greatest thanks, and tonight I am super grateful for the sanctification process. I also love knowing that it is a process!! Each day is part of it, and we have grace enough for each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dominos: &lt;/strong&gt;The game that is. Good for days that you need to last all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animals: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm so glad that God loves animals...they are my favorite lap buddies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy Pumpkin Dip: &lt;/strong&gt;I love trying new recipes, and this one will make a nice Thanksgiving treat. Might raid the fridge for a pre-eating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-3732420666427408926?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/3732420666427408926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=3732420666427408926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3732420666427408926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3732420666427408926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-that-its-wednesday.html' title='THankful that it&apos;s Wednesday!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6850691761040532288</id><published>2009-11-24T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:22:35.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon-Tues-day of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>So, I missed yesterday's list due to a multitue of projects, so one thing I'm thankful for is the completion of those important tasks! I am a day behind an postin and will work on catching up :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;om&lt;strong&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt; My mom deserves a novella, but for the sake of a brief posting, please know she is amazing and has always done everything she could to show her love and support in my life. And she is coming to visit tomorrow!! M can also stand for Mother-in-law, of which I also have the best: her love and support of my husband as he was growing up helped prepare him for "us"--familial blessings all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ne Skein Scarves: The perfect evening passtime. Both productive and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever ending security: Found in Christ and overcomes all fears and insecurities if we call on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ad: My dad is terrific, and I'm blessed to have him in my life. He too has done imeasurable numbers of things to encourage and support me. Can't wait to see him tomorrow!! My Dad-in-law is also a blessing. He lives out many of the same servant minded traits that I see in Justin. Praie the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ngle food cake: you can eat the whole thing and not even feel full :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ogurt: Braums frozen yogurt. Great refreshment any time of year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6850691761040532288?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6850691761040532288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6850691761040532288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6850691761040532288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6850691761040532288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/mon-tues-day-of-gratitude.html' title='Mon-Tues-day of Gratitude'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6390426335390567657</id><published>2009-11-22T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:01:18.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness, Thankfulness is what I long for</title><content type='html'>Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scripture:  &lt;/strong&gt;I am so thankful to live in a place where it is legal to own and read the bible wherever and whenever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unity: &lt;/strong&gt;I love being part of a group of believers, small or large, where the diversity of standards, personalities, interests, tastes, hobbies, languages, maturity and age are overcome because of a single love of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neighbors: &lt;/strong&gt;What better place to start  being Jesus to people than in your own neighborhood or complex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert: &lt;/strong&gt;All kinds of dessert, as long as something sweet follows the main meal :) Loooove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Airconditioning: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm not sure how long it would take me to get used to Texas heat with no air. It can be done, but I am grateful I haven't had to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiddish: &lt;/strong&gt;"Oy!" is one of the best exclamations ever used. Meeting other people who use the phrase always makes me smile :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6390426335390567657?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6390426335390567657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6390426335390567657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6390426335390567657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6390426335390567657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankfulness-thankfulness-is-what-i.html' title='Thankfulness, Thankfulness is what I long for'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-3735928225092707727</id><published>2009-11-21T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:44:25.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks with a Grateful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sergio: &lt;/strong&gt;our friendly little kitty (little may not be the best adjective) has made our home so much fun. He is friendly, social, quiet, talented, and sweet. Whenever I sit on the couch, he comes up to at least partially perch on my lap or arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ability: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm thankful for the ability to use all five senses. I can see, hear, smell, touch,  and taste the things God has created, as well as learn how to use the spiritual abilities He has given. I can sing praises to His name and hear the voices of a choir that blows my mind away, knowing that it's like experiencing a glimpse of heaven. I can tell others what God has done, and touch the lives of those around me as the Holy Spirit prompts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timepieces: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm not speaking of a watch fetish, but rather decorative clocks. Time is one of the essentials of each day, and the atmosphere and character that a good clock adds to a home, makes it an essential for keeping order in zones: both comfort and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unalienable rights:&lt;/strong&gt; Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Races: &lt;/strong&gt;Red, brown, yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight! The more opportunity I have to fellowship with people from around the world, the more I see and appreciate the creativity and variety of our Awesome God! It's a blessing to me just learning what life is like in another culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date night:&lt;/strong&gt; I love it when my husband takes me out, surprises me or joins me in spontenaeity. Camping out in the livingc room is one of my favorite abnormal activities :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Active Listening: &lt;/strong&gt;One of the greatest ways I feel loved and try to show love is when someone listens to what is on my heart with both eyes and both ears. When someone asks questions that dig deeper into the topic, and show interest into what the speaker is saying, it shows that he cares about the speaker. I think it means so much because it requires selflessness: putting someone's interests about one's own interest and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yams: &lt;/strong&gt;Ok, not yams but sweet potatos: baked. And don't forget the butter and brown sugar. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-3735928225092707727?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/3735928225092707727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=3735928225092707727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3735928225092707727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/3735928225092707727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks-with-grateful-heart.html' title='Give Thanks with a Grateful Heart'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5872007363056362111</id><published>2009-11-20T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:17:10.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>It's FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m thankful for the sweet &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS &lt;/strong&gt;that God has placed into my life at each point in the journey. I am blessed to have so many people that I still keep in touch with even though I've moved away, or they've got kids, or however else the circumstances may have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for &lt;strong&gt;RAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. Really I am. Even when I think I'd like sunshine better, I know the rain is good for the ground, good for God's creation, and it makes for a cozy evening at home around a warm fire :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for &lt;strong&gt;ICE&lt;/strong&gt;. How else would we get to enjoy cold beverages, ice cream, ice packs, ice cycles, Disney on ice, ice skating, ice hockey, or ice melting off the crystal trees in the middle of winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for &lt;strong&gt;DADS &lt;/strong&gt;who love their kids, support their families, and model Christ for the next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for &lt;strong&gt;ADULT &lt;/strong&gt;friendships throughout my lifetime that nurtured, trained, befriended and lived as great examples of men and women after God's own heart. Their example and investment into my life has helped mold me into the woman I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for &lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;: a constant reminder of our mighty God and how He blesses us daily, as well as how much we rely on His grace for our very lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5872007363056362111?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5872007363056362111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5872007363056362111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5872007363056362111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5872007363056362111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-heart.html' title='Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6939406090186689717</id><published>2009-11-19T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:37:29.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>It's a week until Thanksgiving, and I am so excited. Going to have a great time with family, and enjoy a few days off of work. Most importantly, it will be a specific time set aside to thank God for the many blessings He's given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post everyday from now until Thanksgiving day, with a list of things to be thankful for: one for each letter in the spelling of that day of the week. We should live daily with thanksgiving on our lips, but it takes practice. So, here it goes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; A new day every day with new mercies and the strength of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm grateful to God for the health that Justin and I have experienced so far this season! &lt;strong&gt;Understanding:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm thankful for my best friend and husband, who is gifted with the ability to be understanding even when he doesn't understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Righteousness:&lt;/strong&gt;  The Imputed righteousness through Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Savior: &lt;/strong&gt;Without my Savior Jesus Christ, I would have no purpose for the past, power for the present, or promise for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving:&lt;/strong&gt;  How much of the country, and other countries  would I have missed if it weren't for the ability to drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple Cider: &lt;/strong&gt;Such a special fall treat, and the perfect accompaniment for a napping blanket and a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yearbooks: &lt;/strong&gt;I don't think I will ever tire of looking back through all the pictures and remembering so many fun times and great people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today? Let His praises be on your lips!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6939406090186689717?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6939406090186689717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6939406090186689717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6939406090186689717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6939406090186689717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-7449986699509785828</id><published>2009-11-10T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:35:00.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word From Beth Moore...May you also be encouraged</title><content type='html'>I found this today and wanted to share it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7442184"&gt;http://vimeo.com/7442184&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-7449986699509785828?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/7449986699509785828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=7449986699509785828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7449986699509785828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7449986699509785828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/11/word-from-beth-mooremay-you-also-be.html' title='A Word From Beth Moore...May you also be encouraged'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6414067902439455624</id><published>2009-10-20T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:06:43.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s will'/><title type='text'>Making Good Decisions</title><content type='html'>I read a bit of a cyber friend's blog this morning where she confirmed that I am not the only one who is afraid of failing, or making the wrong decision, and on top of that, try everything possible not to make choices that will cause me to fail, regret, or be discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I've had many, two decisions in particular come to mind when I reflect upon past forks-in-the-road, and the tiring mental/spiritual tennis match that accompanies the effort to make the right decision:&lt;br /&gt;1.) What to do after college&lt;br /&gt;2.) Am I suposed to marry Justin Copling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both cases, I am thankful to say I have no regrets, and am also grateful for the wisdom of friends and family  that helped me pray, decipher, and come to a healthy decision. Their wise counsel has stuck with me to this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question of "how do I know God's will?" is one that every Christian faces continually throughout his life. When we focus on our end of the situation-how it will affect us, what happens if I don't like the decision once it's made, what will people think of me-it is a daunting task. Pretty much impossible because of all the factors and people involved in our situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What many people don't realize is that it doesn't have to be so complicated. When our focus is on God and obeying what we know He has already told us to do, the unknown pieces do fall into place. Often the hard part is fighting our selfish urge to know NOW instead of waiting on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pastor spoke on Proverbs 3:5-6 this weekend, and while I took enough notes to practically repeat the sermon here, I will simply share the application he gave: tests for good decision making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Scriptural test: Has God already spoken about it in His Word?&lt;br /&gt;2. Secrecy test: Would it bother me if everyone knew this was my choice?&lt;br /&gt;3. Survey test: What if everyone followed my example?&lt;br /&gt;4. Spiritual test: Am I being pressured or Spirit-led?&lt;br /&gt;5. Stumbling test: Could this cause another person to stumble?&lt;br /&gt;6. Serenity test: Have I prayed and received peace about the decision?&lt;br /&gt;7. Sanctification test: Will this keep me from growing in the character of Christ?&lt;br /&gt;8. Surpreme test: Does this glorify God?&lt;br /&gt;9. Significance test: If it passes all the other tests, and you love Jesus more than anything and want to please Him, than make the choice and go for it! (Decisions do exist that have no direct right or wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must know God and trust Him if we are to know His will. Put those things in order, and He will make our paths straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Several of the tests above helped me with my decision to move to Texas after college as well as my decision to marry Justin (one of the best decisions I've EVER made). Have you used any of these tests in your decision making? Is it hard to wait on God when you're praying about a decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share any lessons you've learned in decision making-whether good or bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6414067902439455624?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6414067902439455624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6414067902439455624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6414067902439455624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6414067902439455624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-good-decisions.html' title='Making Good Decisions'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-7476780732840036201</id><published>2009-10-10T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:48:49.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Messianic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Limitless, Abounding Love</title><content type='html'>I love the body of Christ, and I'm thankful to be part of a local body that is on fire for Christ and challenging it's members to grow and to serve. My current small group is also evidence that God is moving and altering our comfort zones with the purpose of making us more effective for His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ways I like to season my worship is with a visit to a local messianic Jewish worship service. Once a month, I attend a short dance class where anyone who wishes may learn a couple of dances to participate in the service, and then attend the worship time. The service includes a reading of the Torah, and a few other traditional Jewish prayers and blessings, and the worship is a blend of more traditional Jewish praise music and modern worship songs. Geoffrey Cohen (Pastor: Jewish Ministries) teaches with a style that that bridges Jewish history with The Gospel of Yeshuah: Jesus Christ the Savior of all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the October service and once again, God blessed my socks off by meeting me in worship and using the pastor to teach me something new. My favorite part was the pastor's testimonial that happened the week before: one of His personal life highlights!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was in the Ukraine last week teaching, he had the opportunity to have lunch with three Jews who had escaped the prison camps during the Holocaust. For about twenty minutes Geoffrey talked to them about how much God loved them, even with all that they had been through, He cared for them and wanted to bring peace to their lives. When he finished, one gentleman (who had been saved at 16 when he miraculously escaped a terrible mass killing) told Geoffrey that he spoke with such conviction and passion that he couldn't deny what was being said. And he invited Jesus Christ into His life as His Savior, right there. After over 60 years as a Holocaust survivor and living as a Jew, the love of Christ reached down into His life and competed His salvation...this time, spiritually. (You can hear the entire message at the link below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gateway.vo.llnwd.net/o25/audio/Jewish/2009/20091009_TheComingKingdom.mp3"&gt;http://gateway.vo.llnwd.net/o25/audio/Jewish/2009/20091009_TheComingKingdom.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories like that give me chills when I think about how God is always working behind the scenes to soften the hearts of the people whom He loves. And sometimes, we might be the one He wants to use to plant another seed, or as in Mr. Cohen's story, actually pluck the harvest. Our God wants all to know Him, regardless of religion, race, location, age, or circumstances. He is Awesome!! Praise His name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-7476780732840036201?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/7476780732840036201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=7476780732840036201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7476780732840036201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7476780732840036201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/10/limitless-abounding-love.html' title='Limitless, Abounding Love'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-8099665299360075531</id><published>2009-10-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:03:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not unpreparedness...just disobedience</title><content type='html'>When God calls, He is prepared. Not just to handle our iffy responses like Moses' "I'm not a good speaker" or Gideon's "we don't have enough money, and I'm the least in my family." You've made similar excuses at some point. "Even mission trips costs too much money," or "I don't know all the answers." When God calls us to something, large or small, if it takes us out of our comfort zone, it's easy to list the reasons we can't do what He's asked: excuses given in fear. &lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Judges+6&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;Gideon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, He never asks us to do something He isn't prepared to equip us for. Both Moses and Gideon succeeded in the thing God called them to. Not because they contained within themselves the ability or strength, but because when they obeyed, THEN God used His power to make up the gap in their human contribution. &lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Exodus+3&amp;amp;version1=9"&gt;Moses &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, God opened a door for me that if I had not stepped through, I would not have experienced the miracle of Him working behind the scenes. I knew that I was teetering on the edge of going further in obedience to Him than I had before, and I was afraid. What came out of my mouth was not a fluent, professional speech, but a humble, timid, obedient statement. And what I heard in response, was resounding agreement. God had prepared the ground ahead of me, and had I not asked the questions, I would not have known God's power in the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we miss out on the blessing of seeing God work because we deny Him the chance to show us His power. And how exhilarating it is to know God wants to use us, and can if we just obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is God raising the bar in your life? What does/has He asked you to do for Him that you need to obey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is your story of God's blessing in your life because you obeyed? I would love to hear about the miracles He's shown you, because you allowed Him to prepare when you obeyed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All comments welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-8099665299360075531?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/8099665299360075531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=8099665299360075531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8099665299360075531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8099665299360075531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-unpreparednessjust-disobedience.html' title='It&apos;s not unpreparedness...just disobedience'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4986851309584891786</id><published>2009-09-20T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:33:05.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure Kitty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our precious black kitty has made a full life out of his nine years. At this stage, I think he qualifies as retired, but he will not give up the opportunity for adventure. Whether it's an open closet door, a closed cabinet he thinks should be open, or a fuzzy rug begging him to play rough, Sergio is up for the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b498ce4724b55863" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db498ce4724b55863%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17E0157E1950EE5A40E8E3A156E53994AD88C413.4159E27E853F4878972770CA793EF62DDF450E38%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db498ce4724b55863%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwgF0bEgmkgDrNLWYYPvKKNNuXpg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db498ce4724b55863%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230001%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17E0157E1950EE5A40E8E3A156E53994AD88C413.4159E27E853F4878972770CA793EF62DDF450E38%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db498ce4724b55863%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwgF0bEgmkgDrNLWYYPvKKNNuXpg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had a cricket in our apartment. Thankfully, he didn't make much noise and so Justin and I didn't lose any sleep. However, Sergio found him fascinating and the first chance he had to pounce, he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I must catch you up on the facts. Sergio used to be a great outdoor hunter, and even a good fighter who's reputation preceded him (I heard the stories, even though he didn't belong in our home until the last year). But, as is the fate of many domesticated kitties, Sergio had his front paws declawed-and he has been king of the indoors ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sergio found the cricket, he brought him to the living room-his boxing ring, if you will-and made the most of his find. Without claws, he had no sword power, but his batting and catching skills matched even that of a young kitten. Up in the air Sergio would toss little Jimminy, and then hold him to the carpet with his paws. Carefully, he'd release him just to watch him for signs of life, then pounce on him before the little cricket even had a chance to catch his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroic in his endeavors, the pride over his victory was evidenced by his smug face, and the licking of his lips as he swallowed the 5th of six crunchy legs. His predator instincts satisfied as his hunter DNA released on the poor little insect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we were happy to see the bug go, and to know that our king of the jungle has not lost his wild skill.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SraeeOlIVQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S2xTsZlUO9Q/s1600-h/Sergio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383664646715102466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SraeeOlIVQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S2xTsZlUO9Q/s200/Sergio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4986851309584891786?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4986851309584891786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4986851309584891786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4986851309584891786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4986851309584891786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/09/adventure-kitty.html' title='Adventure Kitty!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SraeeOlIVQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S2xTsZlUO9Q/s72-c/Sergio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-8777889991019482014</id><published>2009-09-11T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:27:52.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory  9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was a senior in high school the evening of 9-11-01, and had an accounting test as part of my homeschool co-op. None of us could believe we were still holding  class, especially because we had a scheduled test. However, our teacher explained the importance of staying focused and moving ahead, even in the midst of tragedy, so following a prayer for our nation and families directly affected by the plane crashes, we proceeded with our test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rule was that when we finished a test and turned it in, we could quietly occupy ourselves with reading or whatever until everyone in the class was finished.  Following the submission of my exam, I decided to write a poem and this is what poured out, almost word for word without stopping. Sometimes lyrical poetry is the easiest way to turn something over to God, and to pray, and to try to encourage others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Is Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God is good, all of the time,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm poor as a mouse and don't have a dime.&lt;br /&gt;He loves me even when I'm ungrateful,&lt;br /&gt;He's always near me, ever faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice in the Lord, all you peoples of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;For He is the sole One responsible for your birth.&lt;br /&gt;He knit you creatively piece by piece,&lt;br /&gt;And made you a daughter, a grandpa, a niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God cares for birds who are so tiny and small,&lt;br /&gt;Won't He watch over you both short and tall?&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him above with all of your heart,&lt;br /&gt;For all He has done for us from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave us salvation, took our sins away,&lt;br /&gt;Repent to Him now, just do it today.&lt;br /&gt;Christ gave up His live so that I may live,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very thankful that I am His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now during trial of life and of patience,&lt;br /&gt;I look to Him to uphold me with His graciousness.&lt;br /&gt;I know for certain that I am loved,&lt;br /&gt;And always watched from up above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is in control, He always is,&lt;br /&gt;His mercy and grace He surely will give.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it through this uncertain time,&lt;br /&gt;For God is good, all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-8777889991019482014?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/8777889991019482014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=8777889991019482014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8777889991019482014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8777889991019482014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-memory-911.html' title='In Memory  9/11'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5471047402881719714</id><published>2009-09-06T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:01:05.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy night in the big D!</title><content type='html'>If you ever need help blowing up an air mattress, I have the ccontact for you! My soon-to-be 16 year old cousin (Danny) has the mad skill to not only play baseball like a star in the making and to drive his sweet Ford Focus like a pro, but he also has enough air to get his bed firm and comfy when the pump gives out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pride myself in knowing that I can accommodate up to four extra people in in my two bedroom apartment because of my double guest bed, and my queen air mattress. Not only that, I purchased a battery powered air pump to make the process simple and seamless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't realize, was that if you leave the pump uncharged, in it's box in the closet for over a year, that it will take more than an evening to re-charge the batteries. So, at 11:00pm last night when we're preparing the beds, I whip out my pump and turn it on just to realize it's starting at only  half power.  When the mattress reached 4/5  capacity, my magnificent pump slowly groaned to a mild grumble with barely the strength to keep air from coming back out of the mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried that he was going to have to sleep with his rear end dipping to the floor through the limp air mattress, or try to fold his long body on our shorter-than-he-is couch, but at the last minute, we decided to test his lung capacity and he proved that he is truly winded-in a great way! Several power puffs, and his bed lay firm and full, ready to support a young man who earned his night of sleep :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, Justin and I had such a fun time eating, talking, playing cards, touring the Rangers stadium, and drinking bubble tea, that it was sad to wave goodbye this afternoon. Just another reminder how precious family is, and how grateful I am to have a family that gets excited about visits &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;visiting! I have been blessed abundantly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5471047402881719714?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5471047402881719714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5471047402881719714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5471047402881719714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5471047402881719714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/09/air-matresses-bubble-tea-and-purr-facet.html' title='Windy night in the big D!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1063316312018976662</id><published>2009-08-29T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:21:09.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Word is Alive!</title><content type='html'>One of the gifts I received for my birthday last year was a daily verse calendar (thanks Nicole!). It sits just to the right of my computer at work, and every morning I look forward to turning the next page and reading a verse to get me started for the day. If I were to lose that flip calendar, I would shed tears...it's such a sweet part of booting up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning before our first fall bible study, I turned the calendar over and my eyes fell upon my newest favorite verses from Ephesians. Chapter 5, verses 1-2.&lt;em&gt; "Therefore be imitators of God as beloved children. And walk in love, as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I snatched it up as my personal theme verse for the 12 week bible study in Romans, and I shared it with the ladies that night. If studying God's word together should do anything it should challenge us to be more like Christ. Ever since then, the Lord has been using it in my life, in conjunction with other verses and reminders, to cut out habits, behaviors and attitudes that don't belong in a heart seeking after God's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse one is my favorite part thus far in my study. "Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children." To take the verse in context, I looked back at what Paul had been saying in the verses just before 5:1. He was challenging the Ephesians to let go of their life before Christ, and everything that went with it. Anger, malice, and all evil speaking was to be put aside, and instead put on the new self, found in redemption through Christ Jesus, and "Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another as God in Christ forgave you" (Ephesians 4:32).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Paul says, "Therefore," he is saying that because we have Christ living in us to defeat the sinful and selfish ways of living as we did before, and now that we have a new life with Power to love each other, in doing that we ought imitate our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image that came to mind when I focused on &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;imitating &lt;/span&gt;was that of a small child. One who is old enough to make decisions about how to treat his friends and how to respond to his parents, but who is young enough to know that the way Mom and Dad do things is the best way. For example, when a small child helps her friend up after a fall at the playgound, and then offers to "kiss it to make it better." Or the way young boys start holding doors open for their mother and sister because that is what he witnessed dad doing. In similar fashion, we are to imitate our heavenly Father who loves us and desires what is best for us. The way we serve, the things we think about, and how we treat others, are all ways to imitate the behavior of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only is it a "beloved" image, that of a child copying his parents, but it is also one of the highest callings we'll ever have, because it requires us not only to modify our behavior but also to prune the very heart condition that motivates our lives. Christ didn't live perfectly because He had to, He did so because His very nature demanded it. On top of that, Paul didn't make it optional. "Therefore, be." Not, "If you feel like it try," or "On good days, do..." but "because you have been saved, do as Christ did." Our new nature should become like that of Christ so that we can't help but behave like Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a high charter to uphold, and requires much more than simply loving our neighbor, feeding the poor, and studying the scriptures. It also means we must be vigilant against sin, and use the power of the Holy Spirit to help us cut off those dead branches of bad habits, less than perfect thought life, sub par television choices, and earthly pursuits. Maybe the rotten fruit that needs pruning is more internal: pride, selfishness, jealously, laziness, or apathy. Whatever it is, we have no other choice than to evaluate and break out the trimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's where I am now. Holding the trimmers and trying to decide where to start. It's an exciting and nerve wracking adventure that is sure to alter the way we live, if we will but take Him seriously. And it will definitely lead to producing more fruit: aren't flower gardens the most beautiful in the days following the Gardner's pruning spree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I ask you to consider what God might be asking you to cut off from your life, and also, to hold me accountable to what He has begun in my soul!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Don't take lightly the things of our God, but rather step lightly to follow where He has led.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1063316312018976662?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1063316312018976662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1063316312018976662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1063316312018976662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1063316312018976662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-like-prunes-but-love-pruner.html' title='God&apos;s Word is Alive!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5585670259695650592</id><published>2009-08-24T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:01:23.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Can't Seem to Quit</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when it comes to fleshly habits, routines or addictions&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (here after all are referred to as addictions-more or less they can all be categorized as such)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it is difficult&lt;/span&gt; almost beyond physical ability, to overcome them. Just getting to the point of being willing to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;to stop smoking, drink less, eat better, or watch less is  a feat in itself. Once the decision for improvement is finally made, the plan for execution is created, and a time frame established, ACTION is required. But for some reason, it is not uncommon for us to need to start over and even re-vamp our strategy before we find the type of success we dreamed up in our head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while it is possible to make progress, change habits, and break free of addictions (one of the greatest success stories belongs to my grandfather-to be shared in a later post), the feeling that "I just can't seem to quit" often leads the charge and postpones the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want to&lt;/span&gt; attitude which is the muscle of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit...smoking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit...staying up too late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit...drinking one too much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit . . ." you fill in the blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can we rationalize the difficulties in "quitting," while at the same time we can't start other things, like memorizing scripture, choosing church over sports, family over work, or devotions over tv or a good book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What transformation could take place in our lives if instead of spending so much effort on physically overcoming something in the flesh, we were so passionate for the things of God that we were addicted to His Word, His will, His church, and His Spirit until it began to squeeze the desires of the flesh out of our lives just because there wasn't room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we, then, have the following problems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit reading my Bible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit reciting that scripture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just can't seem to quit bringing Jesus up in conversation throughout the day" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cry of my heart is to pant for God's Word like a deer pants for water. That I can't sit still until I've met with Him in person. That my day doesn't seem right until I've showered my soul with His Spirit. That I can't possibly go to bed without one more glass of His grace. To seek Him until "I just can't seem to quit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 42:1 "As a deer pants for flowing streams,&lt;br /&gt;  so pants my soul for you, O God."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5585670259695650592?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5585670259695650592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5585670259695650592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5585670259695650592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5585670259695650592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-cant-seem-to-quit.html' title='I Just Can&apos;t Seem to Quit'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2746665936247933209</id><published>2009-08-18T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:52:23.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mini Miracle and Minor Mishap . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;. . . Also known as I have real fingernails and I burned my forearm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures don't need much explanation, but I will say that the fingernails truly are a miracle for anyone who knows me very well :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371499201159894082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SotmEGRuFEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pf8gKysXOtA/s200/nails.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were making/serving breakfast at an apartment complex, so the kitchen was CROWDED! I accidentally touched a cookie sheet to my arm while trying to find a place to set it down after taking it out of the oven!  It didn't hurt for very long, but now the blister is open and it stings now as it heals. I kind of wished it were a more exciting story, but at least it's the truth :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SotmUz8fkzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b0uWJq04s1U/s1600-h/arm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371499488296801074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SotmUz8fkzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b0uWJq04s1U/s200/arm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SotmkPjpYhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3IGvCAu1bvo/s1600-h/measure+arm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371499753406816786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SotmkPjpYhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3IGvCAu1bvo/s200/measure+arm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2746665936247933209?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2746665936247933209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2746665936247933209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2746665936247933209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2746665936247933209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mini-miracle-and-minor-mishap.html' title='My Mini Miracle and Minor Mishap . . .'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SotmEGRuFEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pf8gKysXOtA/s72-c/nails.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6829393951222801008</id><published>2009-07-17T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:08:00.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in July</title><content type='html'>Mmmmppphhhhh! Can you smell that? Freshley brewed coffee with hazelnut syryp and whipped topping. Gradually, my fingers and palm warm up as the heat penetrates the burgandy and gold,  extra wide-rimmed coffee mug. The tall, skinny Christmas tree topped with a perfectly tied oversized bow, shimmering with lights and tinsel fills up the corner next to the couch. With my legs curled up underneath a snuggly wrapped fuzzy napping blanket and a crackling log in the fireplace across the room, my heart is home for christmas. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .okay, not literally. However, my heart &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; that happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has shown Himself merciful and good as He gives me lessons, challenges and rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He speaks to us, our God, and even though sometimes we don't hear Him, His still small voice tries to get through our chaotic minds and bless our little souls! And when we do tune into His channel, the signal will only get stronger. I believe that it grows in strength relative to the amount of effort we give to listening. And He has been inviting me to pay attention and let Him into every part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, He's told me to write a friend a note, pray for certain hurting individuals, reminded me of my purpose on earth and that I don't (and can't) fulfill it on my own strength, as well as chided me when my selfishness threatened to overtake an opportunity to bless and honor my husband. Today alone, He has blessed me with a weekend night (Friday through Saturday) to be with my husband with both of us home from work, an encouraging note from a sister in Christ, and an answer to a  two year prayer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe Christmas as a chilly, decorative season hasn't arrived at my apartment in this 100 degree weather, but CHRIST's work is blooming in my soul as I strive to seek the Lord, know HIm better, make HIm part of my everyday life, and learn from His quiet promptings. He is always near, and that makes it always Christmas regardless of the month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6829393951222801008?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6829393951222801008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6829393951222801008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6829393951222801008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6829393951222801008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/07/christmas-in-july.html' title='Christmas in July'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6548701618569704554</id><published>2009-05-19T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:33:13.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good, Better, Best</title><content type='html'>"Good is fine until you know Better. Better looks great until you've met the Best. Never under estimate God's greatness in provision and perfection in salvation. He gave His best for us: what have you given Him? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the best. And His omniscience will blow your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on Jet lag or adjustment to getting up much earlier than normal, but the last two days have proven to be a struggle for my mental powers. My jumbled and overloaded brain was trying to hold everything in it, and I didn't have time to share the data, talk through the details, or type up the solutions. On top of that, I had some preparation to do at home in the evening, but found myself falling asleep before I could get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My state of mind opened up the door for spiritual attack that I wasn't strong enough to address directly, and I found myself comparing my ministry to others', and stressing over my negated expectations and personal failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to regain steady ground, I called out a quick prayer that the Lord would take my confusion and disappointment, and replace it with humilty and proper thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I began to take back the spiritual ground that I had let slip, and refocused on God and His best for my life, and witnessed His miraculous hand at work for the BEST in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over a year ago, I put myself on a strict scripture memory platform. Each verse that I worked on had been typed up in color, and tacked to the note board in my office. I would refer to them throughout the week for centering and focus on the eternal. Yesterday, I looked over and my eyes fell on these verses from Romans 12:3-5&lt;em&gt; "For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith. For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conviction! My spiritual goal is to be like Christ, in EVERYTHING that I do; ministry, relationships, and in business. When I allow my eyes to drift to those around me and what God has called them to, I fall short in my calling and diligence to obey God's calling and purpose in my own life. That is disappointing and defeating. God has given me gifts to use that aren't always going to be what I think they should be, based on performance or results. But that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternal significance is found in doing what God called me to do, in the way He prescribes, and in His timing. Anything other than that might be good, but it is never best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I continued working through the debate in my heart, I received completely out of the blue, an encouraging note that not only proved God's omniscient care for me with His perfect timing, but also validated my ministry involvement by saying: "God sees, and He is working in you and through you, even when you can't see the immediate results."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing and profound is our God, who loves us at all times, sees us at all times, and wants us to grow. Not just when things are visibly right, but especially during those times when the results are invisible and we're acting completely in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and befriend faithfulness. Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart."&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 37:2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6548701618569704554?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6548701618569704554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6548701618569704554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6548701618569704554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6548701618569704554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-better-best.html' title='Good, Better, Best'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-7268143190876938607</id><published>2009-05-06T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:15:28.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting Reading, even for short attention spans</title><content type='html'>One of my most favorite short stories, and always good for a second read!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fiction.eserver.org/short/the_most_dangerous_game.html"&gt;http://fiction.eserver.org/short/the_most_dangerous_game.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it? Let me know your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-7268143190876938607?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/7268143190876938607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=7268143190876938607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7268143190876938607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7268143190876938607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/05/exciting-reading-even-for-short.html' title='Exciting Reading, even for short attention spans'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5306858478253170296</id><published>2009-05-05T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:29:10.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 cents have become 8 . . .</title><content type='html'>"The most exciting way to live is in the hand of God.&lt;br /&gt;The most challenging way to live is daily with the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;The most rewarding way to live is minute by minute in the shadow of our Savior."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much more life could we live if we gave it all up today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you spending, or investing your life?"-Chip Ingram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you be remembered for your weight in gold, or your wait on God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Earthly living; heavenly minded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness humility, meekness, and patience,  bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony." -Colossians 3:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"H&lt;span class="body"&gt;e is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.&lt;/span&gt;" -Jim Elliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If Christ returns tomorrow, what will you wish you had done today?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart is overflowing with gratitude, excitement, joy, and conviction as I think about all God has done, and will do in and through my life if I continually seek Him and put Him first. Greater are His ways than my ways, and His thoughts than mine! -Kari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SgER205ViYI/AAAAAAAAADw/sA5kMFeVwIw/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SgER205ViYI/AAAAAAAAADw/sA5kMFeVwIw/s320/Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332563067393116546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5306858478253170296?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5306858478253170296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5306858478253170296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5306858478253170296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5306858478253170296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-exciting-way-to-live-is-in-hand-of.html' title='My 2 cents have become 8 . . .'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SgER205ViYI/AAAAAAAAADw/sA5kMFeVwIw/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-6012121937038934223</id><published>2009-04-14T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:00:33.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want to Do as a Grown Up, i.e. Adventures I Would Like to Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, this is a little bit of insight into "Kari's Innermost Secrets." The following list will continue to grow at times and shrink at others. I'm hoping to cross items off even as I add more. Please share your comments and wisdom regarding any you may have experienced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ready? Here Goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skydive&lt;br /&gt;2. See the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;3. Snorkel&lt;br /&gt;4. Cruise&lt;br /&gt;5. African Safari&lt;br /&gt;6. Ride a gondola in Italy&lt;br /&gt;7. Ride a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to a Professional Football Game&lt;br /&gt;9. Be an extra in  a big screen movie&lt;br /&gt;10. See the pyramids&lt;br /&gt;11. Go to Israel&lt;br /&gt;12. See a Broadway Musical in NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. London/England&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Visit all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;16. Publish a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Bold items have been accomplished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-6012121937038934223?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/6012121937038934223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=6012121937038934223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6012121937038934223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/6012121937038934223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-want-to-do-as-grown-up-ie.html' title='What I Want to Do as a Grown Up, i.e. Adventures I Would Like to Have'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4799672143451437954</id><published>2009-04-08T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:21:39.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Ok to Talk to Yourself!</title><content type='html'>One of my most vivid memories from chapel in college was a sermon Pastor Schettler preached on Psalm 42. I don't remember all the points in his sermon (he was very good at purposefully giving messages with alliterated points), but what I took away from it was the importance of being in control of your emotions. He painted a picture in my mind of him, talking to himself, as he used this passage of scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Psalmist is struggling, at the least with discouragement if not even depression, and opens his heart before God. &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar."&lt;/span&gt; (Vs 5-6)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Schettler gave us the image of making your spirit, talk to your soul. &lt;em&gt;"Why art thou cast down?"&lt;/em&gt; Challenge the negative thoughts and emotions in your heart; try to identify what is causing the sorrow. But then, speak the truth of God's promises into your soul; "&lt;em&gt;Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him . . ." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I love about this scripture, is the Psalmists openness before God. He doesn't pretend not to be upset or struggling, and in fact, whether we should or shouldn't be struggling sometimes isn't the point. But once we acknowledge that we are, we should ask God to seek out our hearts and show us what is ailing us; what areas we are falling short in. And then, give ourselves a pep talk. It may seem like the team is losing in this inning, but we know that God has the victory, therefore, we ought rejoice in Him at all times!! He will give us the strength to endure this hour, this week, this season, this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not always do our struggles stem from sin either. Sometimes we struggle simply to bring about God's glory in our lives, and to grow us and those around us into stronger servants. Even in these times we must put ourselves in a chair, and speak (out loud if needed):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"God is good. All the time. You have saved me from the fires of hell, and even now, I have the freedom to come before Your throne, to know You personally, and to lean on You. Even as I struggle, Lord, please help me to choose the right thoughts, the right actions, and the right attitude. You have blessed me, may I serve you even in this circumstance, and in spite of my sin, as You have promised not to give me more than I can handle."--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's hear some chatter!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4799672143451437954?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4799672143451437954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4799672143451437954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4799672143451437954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4799672143451437954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-ok-to-talk-to-yourself.html' title='It Is Ok to Talk to Yourself!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2156225455004016597</id><published>2009-03-03T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:49:05.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Get Real</title><content type='html'>I love the challenge to take our Christianity more seriously. It is easy to get comfortable in our routines of devotions, church, work, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first couple of weeks of our Bible study, I found myself thinking a bit along the lines of "maybe the girls should have done the Pursuit of Holiness  too?" I have gone through part of it before, and I know it challenges and convicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this week in my study I have seen how in some ways, the two studies are paralleled. Maybe ours isn't as intense or in-your-face, but it is challenging me to look at my sin as SIN: bad attitudes and selfishness equal to murder and thievery. Not just a bad habit or a weakness, or another item for the prayer list. Sin, that completely displeases God and revolts His very nature of holiness. Have I really forgotten the childhood memory verse from the Roman road that teaches "the wages of sin is death"? Paul doesn't specify certain sins, he just says, the wages of sin: death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Bunyan said, "One leak will sink a ship; and one sin will destroy a sinner." That is all it takes, and everyone fits into the "one" category. Including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A challenge for me this week is this thought: "How evil is my sin to me?" Nancy DeMoss included this prayer from the Puritans in the 17th and 18th centuries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unmask to me sin's deformity, that I may hate it, abhor it, flee from it. . . Let me never forget that the heinousness of sin lies not so much in the nature of the sin committed, as in the greatness of the person sinned against." (Underlining added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that I will confront even the "littlest" sin in my life. For the cobwebs of many small, unacknowledge sins clutter and block our view and experience of God's power in our lives as much and sometimes more than  great big one. How many blessings have I missed, or caused others to miss because of my bad habit, or laziness? "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness" (1 John 1:9) What a great promise. He will use us, and cleanse us: We just need to get real!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2156225455004016597?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2156225455004016597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2156225455004016597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2156225455004016597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2156225455004016597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-real.html' title='Get Real'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-7417540007896264866</id><published>2009-02-16T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:30:54.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All In All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You are my strength when I am weak, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are the treasure that I seek, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are my all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeking You as a precious jewel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord to give up I'd be a fool, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are my all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking my sin, my cross, my shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rising up again I bless Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are my all in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I fall down You pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I am dry You fill my cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are my all in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God. W&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;orthy is Your Name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God. Worthy is Your Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's timing is perfect. Just a few days after writing my addictions post, today my Bible Study in &lt;u&gt;Lies Women Believe&lt;/u&gt; covered this lie about God: that "God isn't enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As author Nancy Leigh DeMoss acknowledged, most of us would never admit to believing this lie. In fact, my head would say it knows this is a lie. However, belief (where the mind and heart meet) is visible through our actions, and my actions are currently telling me that I do believe this lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My endless and sometimes seemingly reckless pursuit of hobbies, relationships, activities, and fun new adventures as a means of satisfaction and accomplishment-even worth-will not let me avoid the issue: I'm believing this lie about our precious and Holy God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZnns4Qa0vI/AAAAAAAAADI/gSKqE8P6OFA/s1600-h/fulcrum.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303524794406982386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZnns4Qa0vI/AAAAAAAAADI/gSKqE8P6OFA/s320/fulcrum.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been challenged to think of an action plan, to steer me away from this line of thinking. Hobbies, friendships and all other activities are not bad. They are a necessary part of living and growing. However, there is a balance, that remains so only when God fills the position of fulcrum, balancing out our life, with Him as the foundation and sustainer of purpose, and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 2:9-10 says, "&lt;em&gt;For in him the whole fullness of deity dwells bodily, 10and you have been filled in him, who is the head of all rule and authority&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Paul tells us in Ephesians, that we have been adopted as His children. The way He loves and cares for Jesus, is the same level and depth of care and love He has for us. Who are what in the world can offer more than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that I would diligently seek to remember no matter what, that God loves me and will take care of me. It is my choice to trust Him start believing that He is enough, so that it shows in my actions, mindset, and attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 73:23-26: &lt;em&gt;"Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my right hand.You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will receive me to glory. Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God isthe strengthof my heart and my portion forever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-7417540007896264866?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/7417540007896264866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=7417540007896264866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7417540007896264866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7417540007896264866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-in-all.html' title='All In All'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZnns4Qa0vI/AAAAAAAAADI/gSKqE8P6OFA/s72-c/fulcrum.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-1121668252313122691</id><published>2009-02-15T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:27:51.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZiV5w7g0wI/AAAAAAAAACw/A3oyw7xpSRM/s1600-h/valentines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZiV5w7g0wI/AAAAAAAAACw/A3oyw7xpSRM/s320/valentines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303153380848358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentines was a sweet time. Justin surprised me and took me to &lt;a href="http://www.coolrivercafe.com/home.php?c=2"&gt;Cool River Cafe&lt;/a&gt; for dinner, and even had a bouquet of flowers ordered to be at our table when we were seated! I had been wanting to eat here for quite some time, and it was a great meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did decide on the silver shoes, and felt good about my choice. The fact that Justin liked them with the dress helped too :) Now, just need to return the other two pair. Does this mean I can buy the brown pair I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your valentines day was blessed, whether you celebrated or not. I loved the way our church emphasized remembering God's love for us on this Red and Pink weekend. It's true for all of us, single or not, God's love is the greatest gift we could ever receive, and EVERYONE is invited to partake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZiWaCAWnEI/AAAAAAAAADA/UvAQLS7JOus/s1600-h/cheesecake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZiWaCAWnEI/AAAAAAAAADA/UvAQLS7JOus/s320/cheesecake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303153935187876930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-1121668252313122691?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/1121668252313122691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=1121668252313122691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1121668252313122691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/1121668252313122691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SZiV5w7g0wI/AAAAAAAAACw/A3oyw7xpSRM/s72-c/valentines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-7481622780986153303</id><published>2009-02-13T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:12:13.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinquain and  Shopping Pain</title><content type='html'>My sweet husband has planned our valentine night on his own, and I asked him not to tell me what we were doing so it could be a surprise. All I requested was that he let me know how to dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He responded that I should wear the little black dress he gave me for my birthday, (necessitating the purchase of new shoes since my good heels broke in January), which in turn led to a shopping trip last night. What a bummer: a real need to shop for shoes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We embarked on our shoe hunt together and tackled 3 stores before we were done. I usually know what I am looking for, get it, and get out. However, I was battling the desire to play it safe (plain black heels, classy, but ordinary) and get really sassy (red pumps, or other fancy display). Tough decision for a traditionally, "don't draw attention" Kari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first store had both red and black. But I couldn't convince myself that I could pull of the red shoes. I really wanted a pewter heel to compliment such a classy dress, and I refused to settle at just one store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ventured to another store (found a &lt;a href="http://www.payless.com/Catalog/ProductDetail.aspx?&amp;amp;TLC=Womens&amp;amp;SLC=WomensShoes&amp;amp;BLC=WomensDressTrendy&amp;amp;Width=Regular&amp;amp;ItemCode=64106&amp;amp;LotNumber=066588&amp;amp;Type=Adult&amp;amp;Popularity=305&amp;amp;DescriptiveColor=Brown"&gt;brown pair &lt;/a&gt;that I loved, but had nothing to do with my formal attire) as well as two possibilities. Still not convinced, we walked to a last store and found the third, completely different option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal: All three were pretty. Two pairs of high heals--one shiny black, and the other &lt;a href="http://www.payless.com/Catalog/ProductDetail.aspx?&amp;amp;TLC=Womens&amp;amp;SLC=WomensDress&amp;amp;BLC=WomensDressTrendy&amp;amp;Width=Regular&amp;amp;ItemCode=61656&amp;amp;LotNumber=065210&amp;amp;Type=Adult&amp;amp;Popularity=210&amp;amp;DescriptiveColor=Black"&gt;tri-colored &lt;/a&gt;(black/silver/white) with an aesthetic color overlap. The &lt;a href="http://www.rackroomshoes.com/product/pesaro/jennings/1300.231065.html"&gt;third pair &lt;/a&gt;had a shorter heel, and was an open toe, strappy dress sandal with tastefully placed diamonds: silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband tried to follow my desperate thought patterns: "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a short dress that really needs a heel. But the silver is classy. Yet, they cost too much! I could get the black and white and silver ones for a lot less. And when would I wear these silver shoes again? But they are so pretty! I don't know, I really think I need a taller heel."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I decided I simply could not be at peace with any one shoe until I had seen it with the dress. We bought all three (the silver costing more than the other two together) and I will try them on tonight with the dress, and take two out of the three back to the store on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to express my shopping pains, I have written the following poem (&lt;a href="http://teams.lacoe.edu/documentation/classrooms/amy/algebra/5-6/activities/poetry/cinquain.html"&gt;Cinquain&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stylish, uncomfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;accessorize, decorate, transfigure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every black dress necessity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;femenine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-7481622780986153303?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/7481622780986153303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=7481622780986153303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7481622780986153303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/7481622780986153303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/cinquain-and-shopping-pain.html' title='Cinquain and  Shopping Pain'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2432902234863665463</id><published>2009-02-12T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:09:17.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to Addictions</title><content type='html'>Bubble tea. Friend time. Treats. Surprises. Dessert. Eating out. Making plans. Crochet. AFV. Dreaming about the future. Thinking up ministry opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I thought about it , I realized, that I am addicted to BEING addicted. I get some of my biggest kicks out of the next exciting thing, big plan, or simple bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement of being excited has become the pattern for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my husband and I are trying to buckle down and pay off our loans as quickly as possible, I'm finding myself experiencing withdrawals from all the excitement; and a new addiction to saving as much money as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can't be good. Although each thing is harmless in itself, the realization of how much I depend upon these things for excitement throughout the week was really humbling. And I think the next few months will be a detox period for me: a time to get a grip on what drives me and gives me energy and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God is the giver of life, and that He gives me purpose and a plan, but I must truly seek the meaning of putting HIm first in everything, and letting Him be &lt;u&gt;enough&lt;/u&gt;. My All in All. My Everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions from your own personal experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2432902234863665463?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2432902234863665463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2432902234863665463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2432902234863665463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2432902234863665463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/addicted-to-addictions.html' title='Addicted to Addictions'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-8154999122094883057</id><published>2009-02-11T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:11:56.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you rubbing off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As water reflects a face, so a man's heart reflects the man." -Proverbs 27:19&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks." -Matthew 12:34&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works, and give glory to your Father who is in heaven." -Matthew 5:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every life is a profession of faith, and exercises an inevitable and silent influence." -Henri Frederic Amiel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Every little thing that we say and do leaves a whiff of ourselves behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What are you filling your mind and heart with each day, so that when you rub off on someone, they smell Jesus? Is your perfume one that induces headaches and a rash? Could it be such a shallow scent, that it isn't even strong enough for others to notice or remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Or do your habits include such soulful cleansing and communion, that Christ touches and lingers after your each encounter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, may You be my reason for getting out bed, for spending time in Your word, and be the foundation of my thoughts. As the Psalmist says, "Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight." I want You to rub off on those I come into contact with each day, that You may receive honor and glory. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-8154999122094883057?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/8154999122094883057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=8154999122094883057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8154999122094883057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/8154999122094883057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-are-you-rubbing-off.html' title='Who are you rubbing off?'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-370813685629182172</id><published>2009-02-09T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:54:33.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><title type='text'>The Path of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence..." &lt;/em&gt;Psalm 16:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is peace in knowing what is to come: for the day ahead-the hour at hand. We take courage in making plans for the future, and filling our agenda to be sure we get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love planning. I am most productive when I have a list made of everything I need to accomplish, and a time line of when it will all happen. And in doing that, it is also easy for me to overlook anything (and sometimes anyone) that is not on my list for that period of time. Granted, I'll get a  lot done, but maybe that isn't the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Psalmist reminds me that in Christ-our Lord and Savior, and Heavenly Father-we have a very simple agenda. "The way of life," as he put it, while often a deeply sought after mystical answer in the mids of some, is grounded in the source of Life: Christ Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are told to love the Lord our God with all our heart, soul, and mind. That is the path of life, and God blesses obedience and provides His joy. Not just when things are going well, and everything on my list is crossed off, but also when I'm ill, when I want to be grumpy, when finances are low, when the house isn't clean, when my friend is hurting, when I cannot understand: His joy can prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of our obedience and its effect on others may never fully be known to us. God has laid down a narrow path, but does not restrict the way our example of trust, obedience and joy will bless others. That is the other part of His plan: to use our obedience to bring others to Him, to show people He cares, and that they too can know the path of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I work to always put Christ first on my to-do list, with all my heart, soul and mind, so that the things that do get accomplished each day may reflect His joy, bless another's soul, and make others want to know Him more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-370813685629182172?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/370813685629182172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=370813685629182172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/370813685629182172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/370813685629182172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/path-of-life.html' title='The Path of Life'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-420552503296579354</id><published>2009-02-02T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:35:06.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's In a Name Re-post from my  xanga, January 2006 (Pastor Graham sermon reminded me of this post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Depends on whom you ask, I suppose, but names are more than labels. They are very personal representations of individuals, with personality, imagination, and countenance. When a person thinks of your name, they think of you and all that makes you you. Maybe it's your smile, your warm hug, your laugh, the way you listen to a friend as he pours out his heart. Maybe you are a servant and give of yourself for others, or perhaps you are an athlete, and everybody knows what you would rather be doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Regardless what you are known for, when your name is mentioned a mental image is formed, and the speaker is thinking of you. Not the girl from your fourth grade class that shared your name. Not the man in the grocery store that answered to what you thought was your friend calling you. In fact, they are talking about the singular, and unique YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have often wondered if people with the same name behave the same and share personality traits. Or, do people become who they are in part because of their name? What about in the Bible, when parents named their kids according to current events, or supernatural happenings? Did that play a role in who the children became? I guess that is one thing to ask God when I get to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But consider it...what kind of an image pops into others heads when your name is mentioned? Are you leaving the kind of character in each step behind you that others would admire or desire? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would someone refuse to name their child  with "your name" because of your reputation, or would they proudly pass it on with prayers that their child will have similarities to your Godly character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-420552503296579354?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/420552503296579354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=420552503296579354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/420552503296579354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/420552503296579354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-in-name-re-post-from-my-xanga.html' title='What&apos;s In a Name Re-post from my  xanga, January 2006 (Pastor Graham sermon reminded me of this post)'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4675295511990186007</id><published>2008-12-09T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:27:30.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>It's almost lunch time, and my stomach is growling. That's how I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I experienced a spiritual growling, and it made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up in the church, and it's easy for me to take for granted God's Word, and it's power. Recently I made a decision to create a new devotional habit, in which I would spend time with God before I even got out of bed. This way, I wouldn't get distracted and would have no excuses like, "it's cold" or "I've I already started getting ready for the day, I just need to do one more thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had some precious date time with God, and it was followed by a good morning: good attitude, right perspective, and actions. Sometime later in the day I found myself struggling with an attitude choice, and a case of the grumpies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had digested all the spiritual food from my early morning "breakfast," and now I needed lunch or a snack. The &lt;em&gt;attitudinal&lt;/em&gt; growling was letting me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a very real picture to me of the importance of feasting and communing with the Lord throughout the day, continually, and intentionally to strengthen  our bodies to obey ALL day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today, I can plan for extra meals, and ways to feed my soul throughout the day so I have energy to live like Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 6:33 "For the bread of God is he who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 6:35 Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4675295511990186007?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4675295511990186007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4675295511990186007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4675295511990186007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4675295511990186007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-2438115949828889388</id><published>2008-11-17T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:16:28.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different 4-Seasons</title><content type='html'>Hunting season.&lt;br /&gt;Flu season.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;Sinning season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I said it. Sinning Season. And the only license you need is a dull conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a year-round event. In fact, it often sneaks up on us as Christians when we begin to let things slip, and life doesn’t seems worse for it. Sometimes, whether consciously or not, we can begin to gauge our success and measure our obedience on how many bad things are NOT happening in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Didn’t have time for my devos all of last week. There are just so many other things that need my attention. It’s hard to take time off to study.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our  weakness is related to flim/tv/novels. “It doesn’t seem to affect my relationships at church, and I’m still loving my spouse unconditionally,” and we continue to fill our minds with content of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it doesn’t even start as a sin. The comment we made about our elderly parents was just meant to lighten the mood, but now, our attitude oozes disrespect and contempt toward them and our responsibilities for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be, you picked on your husband in front of your in-laws and kids last month, and weeks later, you realize that dissenting attitude has grown, and your kids are catching on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time,  we find ourselves overwhelmed, under-energized, grumpy, sad, and confused because we’ve been zooming along without check, living loosely, and losing sight of the standard for which we ought always strive:  to be like Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the automobile driver that hasn’t had a ticket in a while. He slowly begins to increase his average speed. 5 over. 8 over. 10 over. “Most cops won’t stop you unless you go over 10.” Soon, he’s regularly going 12-15 over the speed limit without even having to justify to his conscience about why it’s okay to travel that fast because he’s just keeping up with the rest of traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until he gets pulled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little sins in our life stack up, and will take over if we don’t pay attention to our sin-ometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a point to check your speed before circumstances pull you over:&lt;br /&gt;Do you have accountability in place to help you get back on track with devotions?&lt;br /&gt;Are you honoring your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lift your husband up, in public and in private?&lt;br /&gt;Are the things you put into your mind (music/tv/books) helping you focus on Christ, or serving as the “duck call” in a season of sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 6:1&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;em&gt;What shall we say then? Are we to continue in sin that grace may abound&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 6:12-14&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;em&gt;Let not sin therefore reign in your mortal body, to make you obey its passions.  Do not present your members to sin as instruments for unrighteousness, but present yourselves to God as those who have been brought from death to life, and your members to God as instruments for righteousness. For sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, I just want to take a moment to praise God for His forgiveness! 1 John 1:9 says, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” We serve a great God who loves welcoming the sinners home, no matter the length of the season, and giving us a clean start! Let that be our motivation to do our best to stay on track!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-2438115949828889388?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/2438115949828889388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=2438115949828889388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2438115949828889388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/2438115949828889388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2008/11/different-4-seasons.html' title='A Different 4-Seasons'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-5433259054546942351</id><published>2008-11-13T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:01:14.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Christians</title><content type='html'>Let's try some word association.&lt;br /&gt;If I say &lt;em&gt;Obedience&lt;/em&gt;, you say . . . "dog training," "children," "faith"?&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;em&gt;Sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;, you say . . . "barbaric," "suffering," "love"?&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;em&gt;Discipline&lt;/em&gt;, you say . . . "parents," "spanking," "christian"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's good. Now, think about God's perspective on these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't mess around with fickle definitions, or feel good responses. When He gives a command, He expects obedience: immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the blessing He has for His children come only with obedience. When the israelites began their journey through the dessert after crossing the red sea, the Lord said,""If you will diligently listen to the voice of the LORD your God, and do that which is right in his eyes, and give ear to his commandments and keep all his statutes, I will put none of the diseases on you that I put on the Egyptians, for I am the LORD, your healer" (Exodus 15:26). And He tells us to "Seek first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness, and all these things will be added unto you" (Matt. 6:33).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline is often used as a verb, meaning  to punish, however,  it can also be used as an adjective describing a person or thing. A disciplined person is one who obeys, or does what is right, because he should. Not always because he wants to, but because it is good for him. Very applicable in the areas of excercise, marriage, devotions, bible study, witnessing, going to bed on time, getting up early . . . you can fill in the blank. Discipline is key to being effective in any area, and most importantly, spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who was at Prestonwood's Connection service last night will recognize my example of sacrifice. It's really a foreign word in our--me first, want it now--society. Webster defines it this way: "destruction or surrender of something for the sake of something else." For us Christians, we strive to give up what we want, so that we can put our husbands, roommate, or family first. We ought put aside some of our hobby time (reading, making music, watching TV) and use it to minister to our church, community, or a complete stranger. It involves risk, and even sometimes taking responsibility for the life or well-being of people with no connection or obligation to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth was redeemed by such a man: Boaz. Not only did he go out of his way to make sure she had food, but he also  put his reputation and family name on the line to take responsibility for Ruth's land, heritage, and good name. A challenging example of sacrifice, indeed (Ruth 1-4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put all three of these characteristics together, and people used of God are a force to be reckoned with. The modern day Boazes not only demonstrate a life sold out for Christ, but also pose the biggest threat to Satan's kingdom, and spread the Lord's territory in everything they do. They are scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a quote yesterday that stopped me in my tracks&lt;strong&gt;:"Be the kind of women that when your feet hit the floor every morning, the Devil says, 'Oh Crap! She's up!' "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this; how scary are you? Does Satan have a reason to be on your tail each day because you're dumping salt on his bland world, or can he sleep in because he knows your obedience is self-serving, discipline weak, and sacrifice tempermental?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, help me to do the things you've created me for with fervent faith, dedicated obedience and the willingness to develop discipline in sacrifice. Your word says all things are possible with Christ, and I struggle on a moment by moment basis. May I seek You first and take it a step at a time. Make me an effective Christian who threatens the devil with every decision. Thank you for only giving me what I can handle, and for wanting me to succeed in the tests that come my way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil. 2:13&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:10&lt;br /&gt;Phil. 4:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-5433259054546942351?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/5433259054546942351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=5433259054546942351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5433259054546942351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/5433259054546942351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2008/11/scary-christians.html' title='Scary Christians'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991208287286395333.post-4430717128587107996</id><published>2008-09-09T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:21:41.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a collector-of experiences!</title><content type='html'>*The rain today, coupled with English Breakfast Tea-with milk and sugar- sent calm whispers of England breathing down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Being ill doesn't make the days easy, but it makes me appreciate the easy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A friend borrowed my suitcases this weekend and it got me excited about the prospect of traveling again (not to mention made me thankful for the trips I have taken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I can't wait to go to Africa. I've always wanted to go to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Being married to your best friend is something I would never trade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bible study is the key to joy and meaning for a Christian, and an incredibule practice in humility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Friends coat the pills of life so they go down more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Some friendships are like pop-rocks: they pop up when you least expect it and leave a lingering sweetness behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Family are irreplaceable; treasure them like a favorite pillow. ( I sense a future blog coming from this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Time is precious, but it's not "IT."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991208287286395333-4430717128587107996?l=karijo-co.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/feeds/4430717128587107996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2991208287286395333&amp;postID=4430717128587107996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4430717128587107996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991208287286395333/posts/default/4430717128587107996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karijo-co.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-collector-of-experiences.html' title='I&apos;m a collector-of experiences!'/><author><name>Kari Copling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08905458585298902287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R_yIQWMwS1w/SaWPxELMMpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EfjDTKlRGcU/S220/2175_2218028180895545051_965_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
