<?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-8887365284248391700</id><updated>2011-09-05T19:08:19.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY Mommy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8887365284248391700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00561424890683171853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8887365284248391700.post-1267175552037982770</id><published>2011-09-05T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:33:41.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School and the Wizard of Oz... Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Someone shared the following on Facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'Twas the night before school started, when all through the town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;the parents were cheering.&amp;nbsp; It was a riotous sound!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;By 8, kids were washed and tucked into bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Where memories of homework filled them with dread!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;New pencils, new folders, new notebooks too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;New teachers, new friends... Their anxiety grew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The parents just giggled when they learned of this fright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and shouted upstairs, "Go to bed!&amp;nbsp; It's&amp;nbsp;a school night!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Yes, school is starting tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Guess who is experiencing the dread and anxiety!&amp;nbsp; Me!&amp;nbsp; Aden and Ashlyn are young enough to not have a clue as to the milestone they have reached.&amp;nbsp; It is the beginning of the end - of their innocence, their freedom of time and frankly, their oblivious view of the world in which they live.&amp;nbsp; I am not trying to be pessimistic.&amp;nbsp; On the contrary, despite one's half-full/half-empty outlook, it is quite realistic.&amp;nbsp; For every first day of school, they are inching closer and closer to eventual maturity, responsibility and worldly understanding.&amp;nbsp; It is my duty as their parent to ensure they meet this inevitable journey with confidence... and munitions.&amp;nbsp; No, not the confidence and "munitions" that farmer Zeke spoke of in the Wizard of Oz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Zeke:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Listen, kid.&amp;nbsp; Are you gonna try and let that old Gulch heifer try and buffalo ya?&amp;nbsp; She ain't nothing to be afraid of.&amp;nbsp; Have a little courage, that's all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dorothy:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;I'm not afraid of her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Zeke:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Well then, next time she squawks, walk right up to her and spit in her eye.&amp;nbsp; That's what I'd do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Though I would not put it past my feisty daughter to spit in someones eye (if coached by good 'ol Zeke!), I am referring to the confidence we have in Christ - in God's Word and plan for our lives&amp;nbsp; - and the armor of God described in Ephesians 6:10-18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might.&amp;nbsp; Put on the full armor of God, so that you will be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil.&amp;nbsp; For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, take up the full armor of God, so that you will be able to resist in the evil day, and having done everything, to stand firm.&amp;nbsp; Stand firm therefore, HAVING GIRDED YOUR LOINS WITH TRUTH, and HAVING PUT ON THE BREASTPLATE OF RIGHTEOUSNESS, and HAVING SHOD YOUR FEET WITH THE PREPARATION OF THE GOSPEL OF PEACE; in addition to all, TAKING UP THE SHIELD OF FAITH with which you will be able to extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.&amp;nbsp; And take&amp;nbsp;the HELMET OF SALVATION, and the SWORD OF THE SPIRIT, with is the Word of God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;With all prayer and petition pray at all times in the Spirit, and with this in view, be on the alert with all perseverance and petition for all the saints..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My children are heading into battle.&amp;nbsp; With every first day of school, they are inching closer and closer to the frontline.&amp;nbsp; Yes, the battle rages every time we turn on the news, meet new friends or even go to the movie theater.&amp;nbsp; (And we are X-Men fans!)&amp;nbsp; But sending our children to school eliminates our real-time ability to protect - and to charge - when necessary.&amp;nbsp; When confined on school grounds, they must do that themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Whether it be the well-intentioned teacher, the class bully or the recess playmate, both Aden and Ashlyn will be required to rely on their own knowledge, courage and faith to navigate scenarios in which these people may be the vessels used to&amp;nbsp;tempt them to sway from God's Word.&amp;nbsp; They will be required, at times, to hold on to the truth of God's power and promises (&lt;em&gt;Belt of Truth:&amp;nbsp; without which, there would be no place to put a sword&lt;/em&gt;), do what is good and right (&lt;em&gt;Breastplate of Righteousness:&amp;nbsp; we cannot expect the breastplate to stay securely fastened unless we remain true to His commands&lt;/em&gt;), tell of God's grace and love (&lt;em&gt;Shoes of the Gospel of Peace:&amp;nbsp; we are called to move; to spread the Good News&lt;/em&gt;), put their trust in Jesus (&lt;em&gt;Shield of Faith:&amp;nbsp; this is not just put on - it requires effort and intentionality to pick up and hold&lt;/em&gt;), have confidence that they have been delivered from the eternal death penalty of sin (&lt;em&gt;Helmet of Salvation:&amp;nbsp; the hope of salvation can protect our thoughts from our enemy's attacks and temptations to disobey God&lt;/em&gt;), and fight the enemy with God's own Word (&lt;em&gt;Sword of the Spirit:&amp;nbsp; used for close combat, the sword helps prevent us from being nothing more than heavily armored moving targets&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So, dread and anxiety?&amp;nbsp; Of course.&amp;nbsp; I fear I may always dread what experiences await my children, and I will most certainly always have anxiety.&amp;nbsp; Did I prepare them well?&amp;nbsp; Will they stand firm?&amp;nbsp; Are they properly girded with the armor of God?&amp;nbsp; Alas, I may not know the answers to these questions for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; The unfortunate truth of parenthood:&amp;nbsp; there are no semester report cards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Yes, school is starting tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; It marks a beginning for them; a start of a new grade.&amp;nbsp; It is, however, the continuation of my responsibility to prepare them for battle.&amp;nbsp; I will continue - until my last breath&amp;nbsp;- to unconditionally love my children, unceasingly pray for my children and humbly teach them God's Word - including the utmost importance of Ephesians 6:10-18.&amp;nbsp; I am just thankful that no matter the change in or advancements of our enemy's weaponry, the armor of God will always prove effective.&amp;nbsp; Praise be to God!&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/8887365284248391700-1267175552037982770?l=diymommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/feeds/1267175552037982770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/school-and-wizard-of-oz-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8887365284248391700/posts/default/1267175552037982770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8887365284248391700/posts/default/1267175552037982770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/school-and-wizard-of-oz-oh-my.html' title='School and the Wizard of Oz... Oh My!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00561424890683171853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8887365284248391700.post-4005766140469145597</id><published>2011-09-02T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:17:04.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY Mommy... Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here it is, my premier venture into the vast world of blogging... the impulsive result of having a rare moment to myself this afternoon!&amp;nbsp; When asked what I wanted the title to be, I was quite stumped.&amp;nbsp; Frankly, I didn't even know why I was wanting to blog in the first place.&amp;nbsp; (Did you catch the phrase&amp;nbsp;"impulsive result" above?!)&amp;nbsp; Obviously it needed to be a reflection of me.&amp;nbsp; Who am I?&amp;nbsp; Ah, but this is not the time, nor the place, to discuss that question.&amp;nbsp; Totally unnecessary and underwhelming.&amp;nbsp; So, superficially, who am I?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am a wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt and friend.&amp;nbsp; I am a follower&amp;nbsp;of Christ; a believer in&amp;nbsp;the Great I Am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am, and forever will be, too independent for my own&amp;nbsp;good, unable to ask for help and&amp;nbsp;unwilling to sit idle.&amp;nbsp; I know,&amp;nbsp;a scary combination!&amp;nbsp; Drawing on the latter, I settled on DIY Mommy&amp;nbsp;- and&amp;nbsp;because DIY Momma was already taken!&amp;nbsp; No matter the task at hand or far-fetched desire, I am not going to ask someone else to do what I could do myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(What can I say, I am my mother's daughter!)&amp;nbsp; From home renovation to making my own photography props, I cannot refuse the adventure of taking on a new, and sometimes complicated, project - despite its lack of necessity at times!&amp;nbsp; So, in keeping with my title's theme, I will not only document the journey of my life and faith, but also try to impart some of the things I have learned in the equally vast world of "DIY".&amp;nbsp; Should be fun... now,&amp;nbsp;let us hope that I continue to get&amp;nbsp;these moments to myself to actually write new posts!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8887365284248391700-4005766140469145597?l=diymommy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/feeds/4005766140469145597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/diy-mommy-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8887365284248391700/posts/default/4005766140469145597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8887365284248391700/posts/default/4005766140469145597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diymommy.blogspot.com/2011/09/diy-mommy-really.html' title='DIY Mommy... Really?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00561424890683171853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
