<?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-12438054</id><updated>2012-01-12T10:08:37.109-06:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Jana'/><category term='Christian Spiritual Formation'/><category term='Logan'/><category term='tooth fairy'/><category term='graham'/><category term='Mother Teresa'/><category term='authenticity'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='disbelief'/><category term='God'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Mel'/><category term='scripture'/><category term='school'/><category term='Saturday Night Live'/><category term='easter rolls'/><category term='Beth Moore'/><category term='faith'/><category term='grace museum'/><category term='Stripes'/><category term='Annie Leibowitz'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='Healing'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='ACU Sing Song'/><category term='insurance'/><category term='meal planning'/><category term='love story'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='small town texas'/><category term='wind'/><category term='Leslie'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='Jack'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>In the Grip of Grace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>999</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-862676200033790834</id><published>2012-01-11T14:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:08:37.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He is the Steady Light</title><summary type='text'>"The 'bright shoots of everlastingness' can become a steady light within, if we are deadly in earnest in our dedication to the Light, and are willing to pass out of the first stages into maturer religious living." Quote from Thomas Kelly, A Testament of Devotion.This last year for me I have committed myself to enter the words from above...willing to pass out of the first stages into maturer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/862676200033790834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=862676200033790834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/862676200033790834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/862676200033790834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-is-steady-light.html' title='He is the Steady Light'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cHrC6wUz4ts/Tw31uf49qvI/AAAAAAAAIvc/rBU3hYOqJNM/s72-c/IMG_4207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3131443237903727992</id><published>2011-12-25T07:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T07:23:40.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from the Marcelain's</title><summary type='text'>I left the images a bit larger than normal so you can click on the image to see it larger if you wish. Merry Christmas!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3131443237903727992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3131443237903727992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3131443237903727992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3131443237903727992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-from-marcelains.html' title='Merry Christmas from the Marcelain&apos;s'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EpJ3SK-E6Js/Tvcjl62Bx5I/AAAAAAAAIvQ/WBlO8aXro-8/s72-c/marcxmasfront2web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-7338569061893580842</id><published>2011-12-19T09:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T20:39:51.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party Recipe's</title><summary type='text'>Below is a collection of some amazingly delicious recipes of Tapas/Appetizers/Desserts that were served at a fun Class Christmas Party. The list is not complete, I will continue to add to this post as people email me their recipes. Enjoy the recipes.Coconut Bon Bons1 package coconut1 can eagle brand milk2 bags of semi sweet chocolate bits1 cup chopped pecans1/4 bar of parrafin.Mix together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7338569061893580842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=7338569061893580842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7338569061893580842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7338569061893580842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-party-recipes.html' title='Christmas Party Recipe&apos;s'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1312580550030104264</id><published>2011-12-16T15:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:27:53.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He is like a winter snow,...soft, quiet and slow.</title><summary type='text'>Today, I can take a deep breath. My finals for the semester are done and I don't need to study for an exam for atleast a month. Praising God for some respit.What I have waited all week to do for lack of time, is to process my thoughts about my silent retreat last weekend. As I have mentioned here before, I am enrolled in a program through Lipscomb called Growing Deeper Spiritually. It is a lay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1312580550030104264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1312580550030104264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1312580550030104264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1312580550030104264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-is-like-winter-snowsoft-quiet-and.html' title='He is like a winter snow,...soft, quiet and slow.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dvX6OmKZkdY/TuvP9ZP2wUI/AAAAAAAAIuI/6vfeEVfuwuU/s72-c/IMG_4061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6547956153215922767</id><published>2011-12-02T15:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T16:31:08.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, It's December....Is that me running by?</title><summary type='text'>The blur of life...enjoying each and every moment along the way.I see the last time I have posted was in October, now it is December. We have been busy, but most of all my brain has been full of books and studying for school. One more week and my semester will be over, less finals week. I can feel some space opening up for writing and creativity. So much I want to write, so I am going to do a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6547956153215922767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6547956153215922767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6547956153215922767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6547956153215922767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-its-decemberis-that-me-running-by.html' title='Hello, It&apos;s December....Is that me running by?'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6395504852505101042</id><published>2011-10-10T20:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:41:45.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All is Gift.</title><summary type='text'>Monday night. Today found my alarm clock ringing at 5am. I needed to be up at the hospital at 7am to photograph some special family portraits today. I got up and got ready with prayer in my heart for the family I would photograph, then I spent some dedicated time in prayer. Praying for God's presence and grace to be easily seen and felt throughout the day. My friends would be delivering a baby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6395504852505101042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6395504852505101042' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6395504852505101042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6395504852505101042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-is-gift.html' title='All is Gift.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-9078863442188681886</id><published>2011-09-29T08:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T08:37:45.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Command Is Garbled</title><summary type='text'>Prayer by Walter BrueggemannWe imagine you coming into the barracks with your insistent demand.We imagine you addressing     the sun to "move out,"     the sky --"let there be light,"     the sea--"stand back."We imagine you addressing Israel, "be my people,"          and the church "follow me."We even imagine you addressing us, each of us and all of us     with the order of the day.We imagine...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/9078863442188681886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=9078863442188681886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/9078863442188681886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/9078863442188681886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-command-is-garbled.html' title='Your Command Is Garbled'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4028022272443240644</id><published>2011-09-28T09:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:43:27.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the love.</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking about 14 year old Jamey Rodemeyer since I heard his story as told by his parents and the Today Show. I am not sure how to properly express what is inside me about this. Bullying is wrong. Hateful words are never right. My thoughts then lead me to how many "Christians" I have heard say hateful things about those that struggle with SSA (same sex attraction). Not only have I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4028022272443240644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4028022272443240644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4028022272443240644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4028022272443240644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-love.html' title='Be the love.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKkEDVVykWY/ToM_0h4WDDI/AAAAAAAAH6g/d__upQUDeMY/s72-c/noh8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-7735167227170551745</id><published>2011-09-28T09:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:14:48.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Bullying!</title><summary type='text'>I keep thinking about how Jamey Rodemeyer was bullied before and after his death, praying for his family, praying for all those currently being bullied and praying for the hearts of those who are the perpetrators to have soft hearts and compassion and to see that all have value. I loved the pin that his mom wore on the Today show. Thought I would make my own in Jamey's honor. May we be a people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7735167227170551745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=7735167227170551745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7735167227170551745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7735167227170551745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/stop-bullying.html' title='Stop Bullying!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_Hy1AWZ9Lc/ToMq9NFoN5I/AAAAAAAAH6Y/GKNTmTUB-_I/s72-c/noh8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2608348650982510872</id><published>2011-09-19T07:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T07:59:38.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday of Summit Week</title><summary type='text'>Where to start. The last post was from our Boston and D.C. vacation. Pictures of our fun. This summer was a blast, but what it didn't do for me was give me any rest. I wouldn't trade it for the world, but it left me worn out at the start of school. This is not a good thing. I still don't feel like I have caught up. A huge part of that tiredness has come from my three kids all participating in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2608348650982510872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2608348650982510872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2608348650982510872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2608348650982510872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/monday-of-summit-week.html' title='Monday of Summit Week'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3kMa221i5c/Tnc7hVwsE6I/AAAAAAAAH6I/mZAUON0uaIM/s72-c/IMG_1044tw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1982156272795631775</id><published>2011-09-15T17:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:42:34.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to write.</title><summary type='text'>Dear blog. I miss you. I want to sit down right now and put my thoughts together to write. It has been a rich season with God, a busy season with school, and amazing classes to reflect on. Maybe you and I can have some quiet time soon. Until then my dear friend, know you are missed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1982156272795631775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1982156272795631775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1982156272795631775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1982156272795631775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/ready-to-write.html' title='Ready to write.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1485327697582409614</id><published>2011-08-23T13:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:49:34.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More D.C.</title><summary type='text'>The family wanted to go to the Spy Museum which was right across the street from the Portrait Gallery. I opted for the Portrait Gallery, I loved it, however, I did feel a bit left out when all the rest were talking about their secret undercover names and assignments that they attained while in the spy museum. Here are some images from the Portrait Gallery.Thomas JeffersonRosa ParksEunice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1485327697582409614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1485327697582409614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1485327697582409614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1485327697582409614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-dc.html' title='More D.C.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLPoR8aZlJA/TlPz1wJZ5KI/AAAAAAAAH24/Bqmiac_ouT8/s72-c/IMG_2762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8235266666757232187</id><published>2011-08-23T13:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:36:08.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random D.C.</title><summary type='text'>Harry Potter opened up while we were on our vacation. We went a couple of days after it opened with Dave and Kristi to the Imax 3D. We decided to do another hop on hop off tour bus for the first couple of days in D.C. It was a great way to see the city. While we were in DC we stayed with Dave and Kristi, Kristi would generously drive us to the train station by their home in the mornings then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8235266666757232187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8235266666757232187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8235266666757232187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8235266666757232187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-dc.html' title='Random D.C.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MI6D4uVvZXc/TlPyfbbqLXI/AAAAAAAAH2g/2twshEYxRsY/s72-c/IMG_2625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1125758157490448870</id><published>2011-08-23T13:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:21:04.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Vernon- the Original GW's digs.</title><summary type='text'>We visited Mount Vernon with Dave, Kristi and their two sweet girls. David and Kristi were phenomenal hosts to us during our visit. We had the best time with them. Here are some pics of our Mount Vernon visit.This tree dates back to when George Washington was alive. There are two on the property that were there when he was alive. He and Martha could stand on the back porch and look out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1125758157490448870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1125758157490448870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1125758157490448870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1125758157490448870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/mount-vernon-original-gws-digs.html' title='Mount Vernon- the Original GW&apos;s digs.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWsaR3Sc1zw/TlPvRefyXvI/AAAAAAAAH0Y/nfktpMZKhb4/s72-c/IMG_2550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2473255582799704169</id><published>2011-08-23T12:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:59:16.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's outside your window from Boston to DC?</title><summary type='text'>I took about 500 pictures when on the train. There are probably many reasons for this: I am old and will forget most of what I see if I don't have a picture to remember it, taking pictures is part of who I am, I also loved the movement dynamic in many of these images. Many of the still looking shots we were going just as fast as some of the tilted or blurry images, but those images were a bit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2473255582799704169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2473255582799704169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2473255582799704169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2473255582799704169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-outside-your-window-from-boston.html' title='What&apos;s outside your window from Boston to DC?'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_fOTg1QrTk/TlPpQDNY2XI/AAAAAAAAHyg/1w4oYQjINCY/s72-c/IMG_2194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5145729202908033210</id><published>2011-08-23T12:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:38:35.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Train Ride to DC.</title><summary type='text'>Our days in Boston had come to an end. We ate our last breakfast at Thornton's and took a taxi to the train station. We took Amtrack from Boston to DC. The train ride took about 8 hours. It was for the most part a beautiful ride. We could see out large picture windows and look out on the East Coast. The sites were less pretty around the New York City, but it was wonderful to see the land up close</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5145729202908033210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5145729202908033210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5145729202908033210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5145729202908033210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/train-ride-to-dc.html' title='The Train Ride to DC.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kO-XBA7nhfo/TlPgmKY4NAI/AAAAAAAAHug/0Lz_1kym-gU/s72-c/IMG_2155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1584349097630072856</id><published>2011-08-23T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:07:21.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Day 3 part 2</title><summary type='text'>Our first excursion on Day 3 was a Whale Watching Tour. We had heard that it was a great experience. I hadn't even thought about whales and Boston, but apparently there is quite a whaling community about 90 minutes by boat outside of Boston. When we arrived for our 9am departure we were told that the seas were pretty rough and most of the boats had already cancelled their tours for the day, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1584349097630072856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1584349097630072856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1584349097630072856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1584349097630072856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/boston-day-3-part-2.html' title='Boston Day 3 part 2'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgJ0rdAuO6s/TlPatT9FwbI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/4Esz1AQcrTo/s72-c/IMG_2135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8098382347612176575</id><published>2011-08-22T09:53:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:59:57.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Day 3 part 1</title><summary type='text'>Our 3rd day in Boston we walked the Freedom Trail. The Freedom Trail is a trail that is marked with a red line of paint or bricks that make it easy to see many of the historical sites in Boston. We ate all of our lunches while in Boston at Quincy Market which is part of the Freedom Trail. It was a great adventure to walk into Quincy Market and choose from among 50 international vendors for our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8098382347612176575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8098382347612176575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8098382347612176575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8098382347612176575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/boston-day-3-part-1.html' title='Boston Day 3 part 1'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D3fHSseyK4k/TlJ5rwbXm_I/AAAAAAAAHrQ/stuGVvK0Pbc/s72-c/IMG_7061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5392230624609817870</id><published>2011-08-22T08:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:48:48.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Day 2</title><summary type='text'>The kids are now all in school. Derek and Jack started last week at Abilene Christian School and Sophie started today at Wylie. The boys are making the transition to a new school pretty easily. It is weird for all of us to not have 3 Bulldogs this year.Thinking about how much fun we had as a family this summer makes me even more sad that school is starting. I would love to have had at least a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5392230624609817870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5392230624609817870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5392230624609817870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5392230624609817870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/boston-day-2.html' title='Boston Day 2'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5iyzfMOP7o/TlJmKKxwYXI/AAAAAAAAHno/i2A_iPVQe4A/s72-c/IMG_2148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-397409800164656365</id><published>2011-08-17T13:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T07:54:40.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beloved</title><summary type='text'>It really is in the whisper. If I could sum up my experience last week at Scarritt-Bennett in Nashville it would be that God is with us. Of course that is what Immanuel means, right? God is with us. We can do everything for God or we can do nothing for God, but He is with us. He loves us and his love is not dependent on how good we are or how right we are. We could be crossing all our t's and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/397409800164656365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=397409800164656365' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/397409800164656365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/397409800164656365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/beloved.html' title='Beloved'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-602653015205570926</id><published>2011-07-24T17:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:27:44.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Proper 1st Day</title><summary type='text'>After my Sudbury experience was over at the Wayside Inn, I headed back into Boston via a shuttle with the other photogs. Many were headed to the airport, but my rooomie for the workshop, Caroline, and I weren't flying out that day. I, was waiting for my family to fly into Boston that night, Caroline had scheduled a flight the following day so she could take in some Boston culture.  It was great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/602653015205570926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=602653015205570926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/602653015205570926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/602653015205570926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/boston-proper-1st-day.html' title='Boston Proper 1st Day'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUthxjnMfs8/Tiyn0YQfr3I/AAAAAAAAHfI/Xa5guroBxSA/s72-c/IMG_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4826499283460168701</id><published>2011-07-22T20:33:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:55:21.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Workshop</title><summary type='text'>I am back home from several wonderful whirlwind weeks of wandering. Wandering to and fro in the northern part of the United States. My sweet husband delivered me to the Abilene airport very early...(before the 5's as Judy would say), as I was en route to a much anticipated photography workshop in Boston. I have been walking the fence in the last two years between academia and photography. Each </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4826499283460168701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4826499283460168701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4826499283460168701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4826499283460168701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/boston-workshop.html' title='Boston Workshop'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqwI3kX9sjE/Tio06L0r7cI/AAAAAAAAHfA/fvLihtNO_oA/s72-c/IMG_1995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6092761353800996369</id><published>2011-06-30T10:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:30:04.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Side Dish for the 4th of July</title><summary type='text'>I was reminded of this recipe by my next door neighbor today. I have been thinking about what to make for this year's 4th of July. This is definitely going to be part of my menu. Black Bean and Corn SalsaRoast 1 pound of frozen corn at 450F with 2 Tablespoons oil, turning often for 15 minutes.In very large container mix:The roasted corn1 cup chopped cilantro3-4 plum or roma tomatoes chopped2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6092761353800996369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6092761353800996369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6092761353800996369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6092761353800996369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfect-side-dish-for-4th-of-july.html' title='Perfect Side Dish for the 4th of July'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2439721071301070557</id><published>2011-06-28T09:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:10:28.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeping Unsrestrained.</title><summary type='text'>Today a young man will be laid to rest. I don't know this family, but my children attended school with him. He, his twin sister, and a friend were on a country road after dark and a car driving down the road did not see them. The boy was hit and a couple of days later he went on to be with the Lord.I read this blog post today at The Mannaman's Blog and thought of Hayden's mom.There is a verse in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2439721071301070557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2439721071301070557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2439721071301070557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2439721071301070557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/weeping-unsrestrained.html' title='Weeping Unsrestrained.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-395544274720983566</id><published>2011-06-26T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:33:29.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eucharisteo</title><summary type='text'>I never thought I would intentionally be drawn to Greek words again after my semester of Biblical Greek, but I was wrong. I just needed a break I guess. I will be attending a fine art photography conference/retreat in July, in Boston, in the oldest Inn in the nation, built in 1791. I'm excited for all the above,...photography, Boston, an old - the oldest Inn to be found in the good old U.S.A. One</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/395544274720983566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=395544274720983566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/395544274720983566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/395544274720983566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/eucharisteo.html' title='Eucharisteo'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kbbjTFgbS1k/Tgeicug5VAI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/W2kcPCMUrGc/s72-c/eucharisteow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4609823591795449354</id><published>2011-06-25T20:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T20:58:40.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couponing is Crazy Fun!!</title><summary type='text'>It has been one week since I started couponing. I am so excited for the newspaper to go on sale tomorrow so I can get my next batch of Sunday coupons. I think it is the weird part of me that likes organization that totally freaks out with excitement in this process.  Here is my couponing album. I blocked out my cell number. I thought if I ever left it behind that someone might call me and let me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4609823591795449354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4609823591795449354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4609823591795449354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4609823591795449354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/couponing-is-crazy-fun.html' title='Couponing is Crazy Fun!!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyeAxdI3XtM/TgaMyY8ZMRI/AAAAAAAAHY8/UUs5PNN7ZBk/s72-c/photo-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6172163675947772952</id><published>2011-06-22T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:03:24.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear 16 year old me.</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to my friend Katie  who posted this video on her blog at . It is entitled Dear 16 year old me. ----------I decided to give couponing a chance. I have been inspired by my sisters' efforts and all the money she is saving. The toppling moment came when she was visiting last weekend and said she never pays more than .70 cents for a box of cereal. Hello, I am going broke keeping my kids in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6172163675947772952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6172163675947772952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6172163675947772952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6172163675947772952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-16-year-old-me.html' title='Dear 16 year old me.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_4jgUcxMezM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6067249620261446480</id><published>2011-06-14T08:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:47:55.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day's</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday morning. I am not sure that I could have put one more event or breath in the last couple of days. Each moment was a blessing (well most, there is that lantern...). My sister, Becky, and her sweet family came to Abilene to visit for 3 whole days. We are a stop through on their trip from Arizona to Kansas to visit grandma.  We normally get them for two days, this time we got an extra day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6067249620261446480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6067249620261446480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6067249620261446480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6067249620261446480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-days.html' title='Happy Day&apos;s'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgZxkv8JsFE/TfdoQiB3bUI/AAAAAAAAHUE/7Ck4A-ddXfo/s72-c/IMG_7324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4840906327033079022</id><published>2011-06-10T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:02:23.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to a Friend.</title><summary type='text'>I had a wonderful email from a Facebook friend this morning. As I wrote her a response I thought that I would share it with my blog too. I know when I have had a friend make a change, whether it be leave FB, or put their kids in a different school, or homeschool, or maybe change a church, it is always food for thought for me to reevaluate where I am. I think that is a good thing, but sometimes I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4840906327033079022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4840906327033079022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4840906327033079022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4840906327033079022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/letter-to-friend.html' title='Letter to a Friend.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5631850191070356417</id><published>2011-06-08T15:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T07:30:26.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner tonight - Creamy Chicken Taco's</title><summary type='text'>I saw this recipe on the Crockpot365 recipe bloghere. It looked yummy and I always love to prepare dinner in the morning. The only problem with the plan today was that I didn't get to the grocery store until 2pm. So I am adjusting this recipe and boiling my chicken until it falls apart, shredding it up, then adding the other ingredients and letting it cook for 10 minutes or so on the stove top. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5631850191070356417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5631850191070356417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5631850191070356417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5631850191070356417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/dinner-tonight-creamy-chicken-tacos.html' title='Dinner tonight - Creamy Chicken Taco&apos;s'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5767144698217893872</id><published>2011-06-08T08:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:31:07.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Off the Facebook for about 18 hours....</title><summary type='text'>Not quite 24 hours off of Facebook. Let me just say...this has not been easy for me. Which screams loudly to me that it was the right thing to do. I look forward to the next couple of days as the habit of pulling out my phone or sitting down to the computer to log onto FB starts to fade. I am missing some sweet people, like my friend, Denise from Tennessee, who became a friend through FB, and my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5767144698217893872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5767144698217893872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5767144698217893872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5767144698217893872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/off-facebook-for-about-18-hours.html' title='Off the Facebook for about 18 hours....'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2238426612903512690</id><published>2011-06-07T13:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:59:29.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook - Adieu.</title><summary type='text'>If you sense an urging that calls you to service or sacrifice then there is a very good chance that urging is from God. The Creator. The Alpha and Omega. -----------Many years ago when Facebook was newish, not everyone was on it, I went to a photography seminar where the speaker said, "If you are not on Facebook as a photographer then you are missing the boat." I came home and the first thing I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2238426612903512690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2238426612903512690' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2238426612903512690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2238426612903512690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/facebook-adieu.html' title='Facebook - Adieu.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3428229979805508722</id><published>2011-05-09T09:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:56:21.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristi has seen those kind eyes of Jesus.</title><summary type='text'>I first wrote about meeting Kristi here. Today I got word that Kristi has made her way to the other side. 3 years old. Brain cancer. Here she is swollen and puffy from steroids leaning on her mom. The steroids can't hide the life in her eyes. She was interested in all that was around her. She had a sparkle in her spirit that shown through those precious eyes of hers. I was blessed to spend time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3428229979805508722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3428229979805508722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3428229979805508722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3428229979805508722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/kristi-has-seen-those-kind-eyes-of.html' title='Kristi has seen those kind eyes of Jesus.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJgYcjdljnc/Tcf-EHa1gFI/AAAAAAAAHQw/6gULik1aXJg/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8814040854035507042</id><published>2011-05-08T15:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:59:12.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings of the Day</title><summary type='text'>Mother's Day 2011. Almost 4pm on Mother's Day. This morning we had a great day of worship at church, then we headed back to our house to eat a wonderful meal. I don't mind cooking on Mother's Day because I really don't like to wait in line at a restaurant and by the time we get out of church it is normally 12:30 and the lines are long. I cooked Pioneer Woman's Dr. Pepper/Adobe Sauce Pork, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8814040854035507042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8814040854035507042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8814040854035507042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8814040854035507042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/blessings-of-day.html' title='Blessings of the Day'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5344028368327089735</id><published>2011-05-04T07:59:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:37:44.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>William, Katherine, the Aston, My Sweet Family and the Empty Chair.</title><summary type='text'>Before too much times passes from the happenings of the Royal Wedding I wanted to be sure and recap our morning. Someday when my kids are reading through my blog that I slurp out into a blurb book I want them to remember the fun we had. The preparations for the Royal Wedding started a couple days earlier when I made that trip to the British Shoppe for morning supplies. The night before the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5344028368327089735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5344028368327089735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5344028368327089735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5344028368327089735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/william-katherine-aston-my-sweet-family.html' title='William, Katherine, the Aston, My Sweet Family and the Empty Chair.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QCMKDugTknk/TcFOAWgK2ZI/AAAAAAAAHQg/m1O4q0ehUYE/s72-c/IMG_9808t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6635517761225785268</id><published>2011-04-28T16:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:19:44.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Results for Jack</title><summary type='text'>Thursday afternoon and Rob and Jack are returning home from their Dallas trip. Jack had MRI and Oncology Clinic this morning. They drove up yesterday and stayed in a hotel, the Ronald McDonald House was booked up ; ( They had a blast and made the most of their guy time together. They swam and ordered room service and hung out last night. My report from Rob today was that the MRI and Oncology </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6635517761225785268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6635517761225785268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6635517761225785268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6635517761225785268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-results-for-jack.html' title='Good Results for Jack'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1614725701098266788</id><published>2011-04-27T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:56:27.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brekky and The Royal Wedding</title><summary type='text'>I am here to say that I realize that I am "a bit" excited about the Royal Wedding between William and Kate on Friday. In order to celebrate I have stopped by our local British Shoppe to acquire some must have's for our breakfast on Friday morning. Tomorrow I will make the scones, I am going to make cream scones and chocolate chip scones. The clotted cream and lemon curd will be the toppings for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1614725701098266788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1614725701098266788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1614725701098266788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1614725701098266788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/04/brekky-and-royal-wedding.html' title='Brekky and The Royal Wedding'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4heMnGrDz48/TbhJaS_dmHI/AAAAAAAAHQY/7SkXJdLRh6Q/s72-c/IMG_9808t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-974261341550195376</id><published>2011-04-24T07:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:45:01.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Hug</title><summary type='text'>I was alone in my bedroom. I had woken to the hot Arizona sun streaming through my window that was right over my head. 20 years later I can still remember clearly what happened that morning. I opened my eyes, wondering why I needed to open them at all. Maybe the craziness of my life had taken its toll. The fun no longer could cover up the emptiness. The friends could no longer disguise my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/974261341550195376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=974261341550195376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/974261341550195376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/974261341550195376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-hug.html' title='The Great Hug'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1696469648811019519</id><published>2011-04-06T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T09:00:45.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie's Candy Planet</title><summary type='text'>Sophie and Jack had an assignment in Science to design their own planets. They were to create a planet, write about the planet, then make a model of their planet to turn in. I didn't get a picture of Jack's planet, but he decided to use a kit from Hobby Lobby and painted each of his moons that surrounded his large planet. He did a great job. Sophie's planet was a candy planet that only had kids </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1696469648811019519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1696469648811019519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1696469648811019519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1696469648811019519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/04/sophies-candy-planet.html' title='Sophie&apos;s Candy Planet'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--iMeBhnrZyI/TZxuywGbRAI/AAAAAAAAHM4/K80R8N7idaY/s72-c/IMG_7907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1041051902225050443</id><published>2011-04-05T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:00:28.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving School!!</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday night. Rob and I watch two shows together each week...Castle and Parenthood. We are t minus 13 minutes until Parenthood starts.School...is going well. It is very busy, more assignments than I thought I could possibly ever have. For the most part they are not too taxing, but they are like little woodpeckers pecking me to death ; ) I continue to love school with all of my being. I will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1041051902225050443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1041051902225050443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1041051902225050443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1041051902225050443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/04/loving-school.html' title='Loving School!!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3162635047067230257</id><published>2011-04-05T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:45:20.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Prayer for Today - Psalm 130</title><summary type='text'>1 Out of the depths I cry to you, LORD; 2 Lord, hear my voice.Let your ears be attentive   to my cry for mercy. 3 If you, LORD, kept a record of sins,   Lord, who could stand?4 But with you there is forgiveness,   so that we can, with reverence, serve you. 5 I wait for the LORD, my whole being waits,   and in his word I put my hope.6 I wait for the Lord   more than watchmen wait for the morning,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3162635047067230257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3162635047067230257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3162635047067230257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3162635047067230257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/04/ancient-prayer-for-today-psalm-130.html' title='Ancient Prayer for Today - Psalm 130'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3048006435108105281</id><published>2011-03-28T07:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T07:21:55.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Prayer - King David</title><summary type='text'>1 Keep me safe, my God,   for in you I take refuge. 2 I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord;   apart from you I have no good thing.”3 I say of the holy people who are in the land,   “They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.”4 Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more.   I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods   or take up their names on my lips. 5 LORD, you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3048006435108105281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3048006435108105281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3048006435108105281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3048006435108105281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/ancient-prayer-king-david.html' title='Ancient Prayer - King David'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-9153895388923261853</id><published>2011-03-25T09:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:26:27.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Here we are into our 3rd week in the Lenten season. Just in case you are wondering why I am posting a prayer each day...My Lenten Sacrifice/Addition this year is to meditate and or pray on an ancient prayer each day. It has been a wonderful addition to my days. Here is today's prayer.Lord GodYou gave the peoples of the worldas the inheritance of your only Son;you crowned him as King of Zion, your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/9153895388923261853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=9153895388923261853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/9153895388923261853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/9153895388923261853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer_25.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-653809842666677222</id><published>2011-03-24T07:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T07:44:44.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Stretching out Thy divine hands upon the Cross,Thou hast joined togetherthat which before was divided,and by Thy mediationThou hast offered as a gift to the Fatherthe nature of mortal man,that was under condemnation.Therefore we sing the praisesof Thy sinless Crucifixion.St. Joseph the Studite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/653809842666677222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=653809842666677222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/653809842666677222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/653809842666677222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer_24.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5526396601223329159</id><published>2011-03-23T15:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:25:32.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Today's Ancient Prayer, is not very ancient, written in 1941. But I thought it was beautiful and wanted it to be my meditation today. God's great blessings to you.To Jesus Christ our Sovereign Kingwho is the world's salvation,All praise and homage do we bringand thanks and adorationYour reign extend O King benign,to every land and nation;For in your kingdom Lord divineAlone do we find salvationTo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5526396601223329159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5526396601223329159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5526396601223329159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5526396601223329159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-7921281602579631092</id><published>2011-03-22T10:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:45:55.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Ephraim - Ancient Prayer</title><summary type='text'>O Lord and Master of my life,give me not the spirit of laziness,despair, lust of power, and idle talk. But give rather the spirit of sobriety,humility, patience and love to Thy servant. Yea, O Lord and King,grant me to see my own transgressionsand not to judge my brother,for blessed art Thou unto ages of ages. Amen St. Ephraim the Syrian (AD 305-373)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7921281602579631092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=7921281602579631092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7921281602579631092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7921281602579631092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/st-ephraim-ancient-prayer.html' title='St. Ephraim - Ancient Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3719351730743522026</id><published>2011-03-21T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T14:44:15.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back routine.</title><summary type='text'>Monday afternoon. Had an event filled Spring Break. Lots of family in town to visit and then a busy weekend at a beautiful wedding in Atlanta. It was great to see familiar faces and spend time with this lovely southern group. I am enjoying the ancient prayers each day, I hope you are too. There is a discipline in the searching. But I do love the rewards. It has been a great Lenten addition for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3719351730743522026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3719351730743522026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3719351730743522026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3719351730743522026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-back-routine.html' title='Welcome back routine.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4418593122401700932</id><published>2011-03-21T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:28:21.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Prayer - Lent Continues.</title><summary type='text'>O Lord, who hast mercy upon all,take away from me my sins,and mercifully kindle in methe fire of thy Holy Spirit.Take away from me the heart of stone,...and give me a heart of flesh,a heart to love and adore Thee,a heart to delight in Thee,to follow and enjoy Thee, for Christ's sake, AmenSt. Ambrose of Milan (AD 339-397)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4418593122401700932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4418593122401700932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4418593122401700932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4418593122401700932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/ancient-prayer-lent-continues.html' title='Ancient Prayer - Lent Continues.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3447492749373562924</id><published>2011-03-17T09:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:18:24.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Prayer today by St. Patrick</title><summary type='text'>May the Strength of God guide us.May the Power of God preserve us.May the Wisdom of God instruct us.May the Hand of God protect us.May the Way of God direct us.May the Shield of God defend us.May the Angels of God guard us.- Against the snares of the evil one.May Christ be with us!May Christ be before us!May Christ be in us,Christ be over all!May Thy Grace, Lord,Always be ours,This day, O Lord, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3447492749373562924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3447492749373562924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3447492749373562924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3447492749373562924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/ancient-prayer-today-by-st-patrick.html' title='Ancient Prayer today by St. Patrick'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6898019297427601018</id><published>2011-03-16T10:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:12:11.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy Kingdom come,  Thy will be done,  on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.  And lead us not into temptation,  but deliver us from evil.  For thine is the kingdom,the power and the glory,for ever and ever.Amen. This is my most favorite ancient </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6898019297427601018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6898019297427601018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6898019297427601018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6898019297427601018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/lords-prayer.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8186096765276379468</id><published>2011-03-15T09:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T09:15:39.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Lenten Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Let us all become a true and fruitful branch on the vine Jesus, by accepting Him in our lives as it pleases Him to come.as the Truth - to be told;as the Life - to be lived;as the Light - to be lighted;as the Love - to be loved;as the Way - to be walked;as the Joy - to be given;as the Peace - to be spread;as the Sacrifice - to be offered;in our families and within our neighborhood.This prayer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8186096765276379468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8186096765276379468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8186096765276379468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8186096765276379468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-lenten-prayer.html' title='Today&apos;s Lenten Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4913643403135888745</id><published>2011-03-14T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T09:18:12.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breastplate Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Light of the sun, Splendor of fire, Swiftness of wind, Depth of the sea, Stability of earth, Firmness of rock. I arise today Through God's strength to pilot me; God's might to uphold me, God's wisdom to guide me, God's hand to guard me. Afar and anear, Alone or in a multitude. Christ shield me today Against wounding: Christ with me,Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ on my right, Christ on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4913643403135888745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4913643403135888745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4913643403135888745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4913643403135888745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/breastplate-prayer.html' title='The Breastplate Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-7531080292462801065</id><published>2011-03-13T08:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T08:50:00.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Sunday of Lent</title><summary type='text'>The first Sunday of Lent has been a day that many have focused their thoughts and sermons on Christ in the desert wilderness and the temptations he faced. He is our perfect example of resisting temptation. He calls on scripture in these occasions to bring in the power of His Almighty Father. I am thankful for that example. Who am I to try and fight temptation with the mere vessel I am? If Christ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7531080292462801065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=7531080292462801065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7531080292462801065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7531080292462801065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/1st-sunday-of-lent.html' title='1st Sunday of Lent'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6097292564535581753</id><published>2011-03-12T12:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T12:53:57.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Prayer for Today</title><summary type='text'>You are holy, Lord, the only God, and Your deeds are wonderful.You are strong.You are great.You are the Most High.You are Almighty.You, Holy Father are King of heaven and earth.You are Three and One, Lord God, all Good.You are Good, all Good, supreme Good, Lord God, living and true.You are love.You are wisdom.You are humility.You are endurance.You are rest.You are peace.You are joy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6097292564535581753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6097292564535581753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6097292564535581753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6097292564535581753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/ancient-prayer-for-today.html' title='Ancient Prayer for Today'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8955517920521758228</id><published>2011-03-11T09:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:18:23.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Day of Lent - Ancient Prayer</title><summary type='text'>As we are all mindful of those who are affected by the tsumani and earthquake we can count on King David to give us words that describe our plight. So many put their hope in what they can see, but all of that can be gone in the blink of an eye. May we put our hope in God alone.Show me, O Lord, my life's end and the numberof my days; let me know how fleeting is my life.You have made my days a mere</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8955517920521758228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8955517920521758228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8955517920521758228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8955517920521758228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/3rd-day-of-lent-ancient-prayer.html' title='3rd Day of Lent - Ancient Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2987611967987302732</id><published>2011-03-10T06:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T06:39:43.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day of Lent - Ancient Prayer</title><summary type='text'>Most High and glorious God,enlighten the darkness of our heartsand give us true faith,a certain hope and a perfect love.Give us a sense of the divineand knowledge of yourself,so that we may do everythingin fulfillment of your holy will;through Jesus Christ our Lord.St. Francis of Assisi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2987611967987302732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2987611967987302732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2987611967987302732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2987611967987302732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/2nd-day-of-lent-ancient-prayer.html' title='2nd Day of Lent - Ancient Prayer'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8323360248757041671</id><published>2011-03-09T07:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T08:12:02.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester is Half Baked ; ) Research Shows It!</title><summary type='text'>The first day of Lent. May God's great grace be what shines from us today. He is so faithful. Ancient prayers...that is what I am adding to my day. It is not much a sacrifice to add the words of those who have gone before me to my day; however, the sacrifice is in the discipline to research, post here, and personally to pray to the Father through the day so that the words become my own. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8323360248757041671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8323360248757041671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8323360248757041671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8323360248757041671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/semester-is-half-baked.html' title='Semester is Half Baked ; ) Research Shows It!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-728724653630506632</id><published>2011-03-09T07:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T07:28:11.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent Begins - Make me an instrument of your peace.</title><summary type='text'>I am continually drawn to the ancient prayers of the saints. Those that have gone before us. If I had a favorite ancient prayer, it would be this one, so this is where I will start on this day of remembrance. We came from ashes, and ashes we will be again.Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.Where there is hatred, let me sow love,Where there is injury, pardonWhere there is doubt, faith,Where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/728724653630506632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=728724653630506632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/728724653630506632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/728724653630506632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/03/lent-begins-make-me-instrument-of-your.html' title='Lent Begins - Make me an instrument of your peace.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-7286257473430076711</id><published>2011-02-25T09:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:08:05.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu today from a radio interview.</title><summary type='text'>My only class was canceled today which is awesome as it is allowing me to get caught up on all things domestic and paperwork at home this morning. I have my favorite morning TV show on in the background, The Today Show. The big story today is the latest Charlie S. interview and the canceling of the season of his show. My thoughts on his interview bring back some pretty tough memories from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7286257473430076711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=7286257473430076711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7286257473430076711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/7286257473430076711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/02/deja-vu-today-from-radio-interview.html' title='Deja Vu today from a radio interview.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6907823209405769142</id><published>2011-02-08T19:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:00:35.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In</title><summary type='text'>Third post in one night. That is officially a record. Had a bit of catching up to do with fun events and didn't want to cram them all together in one post. So besides the snow what is up with us? Well, we are all doing well. Rob is thoroughly loving his job at DRI. The kids are enjoying school for the most part, and I am loving my classes. I was sitting in my 8am class today taking notes on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6907823209405769142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6907823209405769142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6907823209405769142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6907823209405769142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/02/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1455008303292891752</id><published>2011-02-08T19:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T19:45:10.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Week</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday night. Another winter storm is about to blow in. Last week we had 4 days that we were snowed and iced in. Abilene shut down. It was wonderful. We held up in our house watching movies, baking, organizing...I had done a little extra grocery shopping before the front hit, but also figured we had plenty we could make do with in the freezer. We did and just about cleaned out the fridge and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1455008303292891752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1455008303292891752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1455008303292891752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1455008303292891752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-week.html' title='Snow Week'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TVHw9ey6oVI/AAAAAAAAG6M/abYTfPLoFCo/s72-c/IMG_0841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4525525707258847564</id><published>2011-02-08T18:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T19:25:12.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolve 2011</title><summary type='text'>Sophie and I went to The Revolve Concert in Dallas two weeks ago. We had a great time. The Revolve Concert is headed up by Jenna Lucado Bishop, but features several bands, singers, speakers and drama's. This is our second time to attend Revolve and Sophie is already talking about the next time we go. It is an event for tween and teen girls. There is an emphasis on valuing yourself, making good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4525525707258847564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4525525707258847564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4525525707258847564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4525525707258847564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/02/revolve-2011.html' title='Revolve 2011'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TVHjzQXZeYI/AAAAAAAAG4M/WHNMgby-rSg/s72-c/IMG_2979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8079641489937448631</id><published>2011-01-11T21:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:49:45.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week and counting till school starts.</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday night. The new semester starts one week from today. Excited to see what this next semester will look like for me WITHOUT Greek being a part of it. I look forward to a bit more balance in the second half of my school year versus the first. My classes this semester are: English 112- Composition and Rhetoric, Developmental Psychology, Intro to Statistics, Family Studies, and then a class </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8079641489937448631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8079641489937448631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8079641489937448631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8079641489937448631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-week-and-counting-till-school-starts.html' title='1 Week and counting till school starts.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8763762941992548443</id><published>2010-12-23T09:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:22:28.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><summary type='text'>We have arrived at December 23 and thankfully we are no worse for the wear.  The first 21 days of December were filled to the brim. Not another item could have been scheduled in any of those days.  I think I have taken 6 naps in the last two days to recover from the busyness and that is more naps than I have taken in the last 6 years combined.  I started December studying for Finals and completed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8763762941992548443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8763762941992548443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8763762941992548443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8763762941992548443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/12/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TRNojv3-y0I/AAAAAAAAG0E/W7L_zu54RzQ/s72-c/marcelain2front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4945081581493535985</id><published>2010-11-22T15:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:56:08.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Week</title><summary type='text'>Monday afternoon, Thanksgiving week. Our house is counting down the days until the end of the school semester, and thankful for the short break Thanksgiving brings.  We have family that will be joining us in Abilene this week, it is always a great time of fun and fellowship. Rob and I took the kids to an awards ceremony for our friend Lisa, who received the Distinguished Alumnus Citation at ACU, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4945081581493535985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4945081581493535985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4945081581493535985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4945081581493535985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-turkey-week.html' title='Happy Turkey Week'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8995089359529578493</id><published>2010-11-07T16:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:37:59.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She is a delight.</title><summary type='text'>Several weeks ago my bible professor shows us this video in class.  We were covering the scriptures on marriage and divorce in the gospels.  I have yet to forget this video, I don't guess I ever will, I hope I don't.  This is marriage in it's greatest and truest form. Mr. McQuilkin was the president of Columbia Bible College and its graduate school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8995089359529578493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8995089359529578493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8995089359529578493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8995089359529578493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/11/sacrifice-for-his-bride-was-really-not.html' title='She is a delight.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3715532723898436544</id><published>2010-10-23T15:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T16:05:47.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Family Fun</title><summary type='text'>This is the month for the Pumpkin Patch at DRI where Rob works.  Our family went out to volunteer at the Patch on Thursday night.  I decided to try and find the most..hmmm, "unique" pumpkins to take pics of.  Here are some of the pics I took that night.Here was a warty pumpkin.A diverse grouping of pumpkins. Some white pumpkins.This pumpkin is kind of freaking me out.And it's neighbor....These </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3715532723898436544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3715532723898436544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3715532723898436544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3715532723898436544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-patch-family-fun.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Family Fun'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TMNMG5SM0sI/AAAAAAAAGiE/jZT17NbQWuY/s72-c/IMG_4451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4628310406904786863</id><published>2010-10-14T15:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:44:46.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a Radical Heart and Living Normal is FRUSTRATING!!!</title><summary type='text'>I am attracted to the radical way of life.  I always have been.  Maybe that is because my life was anything but boring growing up, maybe it is because I have lived in the valleys and on the mountaintops, maybe it is because God made me that way.  I don't really know, but what I do know is that living to acquire stuff doesn't interest me at all.  Stuff seems to get in the way.  I am reminded to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4628310406904786863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4628310406904786863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4628310406904786863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4628310406904786863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/10/having-radical-heart-and-living-normal.html' title='Having a Radical Heart and Living Normal is FRUSTRATING!!!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6006122163143065443</id><published>2010-10-10T20:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:16:40.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clutter-free zone, thanks to The Magnificent.</title><summary type='text'>Sunday night.  The new week is about to begin.  I am in a group which is going through the study of the new Breaking Free by Beth Moore.  It is the second time I have "broken-free," but the first with the updated study.  I am just as blessed this second time, maybe more.  The first time I had done several introspective studies in a row, When Godly People Do Ungodly Things (which is by far my most</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6006122163143065443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6006122163143065443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6006122163143065443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6006122163143065443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/10/clutter-free-zone-thanks-to-magnificent.html' title='Clutter-free zone, thanks to The Magnificent.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TLJzcgsoUuI/AAAAAAAAGb0/40oy3DqL4FA/s72-c/IMG_1385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-32115065155275179</id><published>2010-09-27T16:08:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:40:21.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catastrophisize.</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to the television show, Parenthood, and to the characters Adam and Kristina Braverman, there has been a new vocabulary word added to our house.  Catastrophisize.  Apparently I am quite versed in catastrophisizing, as Rob has found ample opportunities to use this word to bring me back to his reality.  My personal definition would be: to envision a catastrophe happening as a possible outcome</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/32115065155275179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=32115065155275179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/32115065155275179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/32115065155275179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/catastrophisize.html' title='Catastrophisize.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3627814096536439989</id><published>2010-09-25T09:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T11:12:39.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shane Claiborne - ACU Summit 2010</title><summary type='text'>ACU's Summit this year was extraordinary in many ways.  Conversations  about being "Aliens and Light" were taking place in many different  places, from classrooms to coffee shops.  One of my most favorite Alien  types is Shane Claiborne.  He has been transformed by Christ in more  ways than a bystander, or reader like myself could possibly even know.   He is someone who is referred to as "a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3627814096536439989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3627814096536439989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3627814096536439989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3627814096536439989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/shane-claiborne-acu-summit-2010.html' title='Shane Claiborne - ACU Summit 2010'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TJ4euun-xmI/AAAAAAAAGYU/7JWbdVhGEW4/s72-c/web-2855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-925708955367365316</id><published>2010-09-22T19:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:48:15.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summit 2010 Aliens and Light</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  I have been to a dozen Lectureships/Summit and this years Summit  was by far my most favorite to date.  The classes were excellent, the  call to be Aliens and Light in this world was made very clear.  All the  speakers were wonderful, however the transformation and the dialogues  that are going on during classes, or because of classes will be ongoing.   Today I was blessed to attend a full </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/925708955367365316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=925708955367365316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/925708955367365316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/925708955367365316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/summit-2010-aliens-and-light.html' title='Summit 2010 Aliens and Light'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TJqdDuKiqlI/AAAAAAAAGWE/ITnvqvf4LMc/s72-c/IMG_1352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-558528829715351356</id><published>2010-09-18T22:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:26:51.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Rhyme or Reason</title><summary type='text'>"The older I get it seems as though there is no rhyme or reason for why things happen in life".  That is a movie quote from a movie I can't for the life of me remember at the moment.  Maybe it will come to me when I hit publish.  Those words keep running through my head today.  I had two photo shoots today.  The first for a little 3 year old girl who is finishing up her time on earth unless God </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/558528829715351356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=558528829715351356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/558528829715351356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/558528829715351356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-rhyme-or-reason.html' title='No Rhyme or Reason'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2793889749796557691</id><published>2010-09-12T16:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:42:26.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 West Texas Taylor County Fair</title><summary type='text'>Rob and I took the kids to the County fair yesterday.  We had a great time, it was pretty hot as we went in the heat of the day thinking it might be a good way to miss the big crowds.  Our plan worked and the kids didn't have to wait in any of the lines for rides.  As we left the fair at about 7:15 pm people were parking on the street and up by the freeway as the parking lot was overflowing!  The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2793889749796557691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2793889749796557691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2793889749796557691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2793889749796557691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/2010-west-texas-taylor-county-fair.html' title='2010 West Texas Taylor County Fair'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TI1FbRyBJJI/AAAAAAAAGT8/uPEL6VijpgI/s72-c/IMG_2046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4480630306586763938</id><published>2010-09-08T16:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:17:53.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the next step unfolds....</title><summary type='text'>Wednesday afternoon.  I haven't spent much time on my blog since I started school, I feel like most of my posts would go like:  "I had school today, learned a lot, Greek is making my head swell, I have homework every night, studying for a test."  Repeat, repeat, repeat.  All of the above is true.  But I can't even express the joy I have in learning.  It is something I find truly meaningful and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4480630306586763938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4480630306586763938' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4480630306586763938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4480630306586763938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-next-step-unfolds.html' title='And the next step unfolds....'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6529988487959761544</id><published>2010-09-02T15:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:10:06.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Minute Exhale.</title><summary type='text'>After tomorrow, school will have been in session for 2 weeks around here.  The kids are enjoying their new grades, Derek in the 8th, Jack and Sophie in the 6th.  Derek is taking a high school level Spanish class so studying is becoming a daily thing around here.  I have enjoyed my first two weeks of this semester.  A quick synopsis of each class...Psychology: Richard Beck is hysterical.  I love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6529988487959761544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6529988487959761544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6529988487959761544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6529988487959761544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/09/10-minute-exhale.html' title='10 Minute Exhale.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5201010563205362148</id><published>2010-08-29T21:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:40:13.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildcatter Ranch Fun!!</title><summary type='text'>Our family went to the Wildcatter Ranch in Graham this weekend.  We had SUCH a good time I thought I would share some of the pics with you.  We arrived Friday night after dark so we didn't do much looking around that first night, however we did get to hear some great country music as we were driving in from the live band that plays at the Steakhouse each weekend. The first thing that caught our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5201010563205362148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5201010563205362148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5201010563205362148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5201010563205362148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/08/wildcatter-ranch-fun.html' title='Wildcatter Ranch Fun!!'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/THsTN56blCI/AAAAAAAAGIs/BgLgDYXzPHk/s72-c/IMG_2414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6459535325598032153</id><published>2010-08-25T16:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:09:26.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Doubts?  Your in Good Company.</title><summary type='text'>If these thoughts seem familiar, I have written alot on these verses on my blog.  Here they are again."Look the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world! This is the one I meant when I meant when I said, 'A man who comes after me has surpassed me because he was before me.'" John 1:29-30These are the words of John the Baptist as Christ is starting His public ministry. John the Baptist was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6459535325598032153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6459535325598032153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6459535325598032153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6459535325598032153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/08/got-doubts-your-in-good-company.html' title='Got Doubts?  Your in Good Company.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3135233012364818075</id><published>2010-08-13T08:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T09:13:52.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?  Is it almost over?</title><summary type='text'>Summer vacation is so close to being over I can almost feel the morning breeze of ACU's campus with the hustle and bustle of all the students walking to and fro.  I will step onto the campus this year as a Sophomore!!  Very excited about that.  I still have a couple of 100 level classes to take, i.e. math and english.  I am very excited about English, but dreading the math.  This semester will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3135233012364818075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3135233012364818075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3135233012364818075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3135233012364818075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/08/really-is-it-almost-over.html' title='Really?  Is it almost over?'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-583058062522596596</id><published>2010-07-17T12:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:00:38.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oreo and his many lives.</title><summary type='text'>Here is a picture of Oreo in his younger days.About 2 1/2 years ago I wrote this  post as we welcomed our first and only Hamster into the Marcelain house.  A picture of him in his FIRST of many cages. Then a while later I wrote this about our little Circus Hamster. Then the third post titled, Oreo, the Naughty Hamster. He was sneaking out of his cage and chewing up my shower curtain. Lastly, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/583058062522596596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=583058062522596596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/583058062522596596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/583058062522596596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/07/oreo-and-his-many-lives.html' title='Oreo and his many lives.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TEHpiIuaa-I/AAAAAAAAF6s/uhaEgjAuSiw/s72-c/IMG_7215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2432620301776124284</id><published>2010-07-08T21:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:26:11.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Parakeet</title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading "The Blue Parakeet" by Scot McKnight.  I wrote a little blurb on facebook before I turned to the first page, I commented that I was ready to have my toe's stepped on.  The subtitle of this book is "Rethinking How You Read The Bible."  There were several areas that have stuck in my craw. (is that a bad word?, o.k. I just looked it up to be sure {stick in one's craw, to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2432620301776124284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2432620301776124284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2432620301776124284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2432620301776124284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/07/blue-parakeet.html' title='The Blue Parakeet'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TDaN5VrP6tI/AAAAAAAAF6k/HTZsPktK_4Y/s72-c/418%2BY1BafVL._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1654693667312571680</id><published>2010-07-07T20:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:17:29.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Washed By The Water.</title><summary type='text'>Even when the rain fallsEven when the flood starts risingEven when the storm comesI am washed by the water         .....lyrics from Need to Breathe, Washed by the Water.Over the last several months I have become even more aware of the power of sin.  We all have experienced it, I have for sure.  But the sin that has wrung my heart over and over these last couple of months was not mine.  Satan had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1654693667312571680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1654693667312571680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1654693667312571680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1654693667312571680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/07/washed-by-water.html' title='Washed By The Water.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1563658488689209283</id><published>2010-06-28T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:42:25.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><summary type='text'>I miss writing on my blog.  I really do.  It is a sweet old friend and it has been too long since I have stopped to share a story or two.  We have been busy this summer, I think that is the case with everyone I know.  I am enjoying being with my kids, and have enjoyed a summer without much of a schedule to follow.  However, add some camps here and there and a trip to see family and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1563658488689209283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1563658488689209283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1563658488689209283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1563658488689209283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-4828985103323481186</id><published>2010-06-06T17:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:38:50.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends are leaving on a jet plane, prayers lifted at 10:02am</title><summary type='text'>Sunday afternoon.  I just saw a "tweet" from a friend of ours who will be leaving on a jet plane with his family tomorrow to head back to his home country to begin a lifetime of mission work on his home soil.  The thing is about this family is that from the moment that they found Christ they have been missionaries for the cause of Christ everywhere they have gone.  They are joined by some other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4828985103323481186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=4828985103323481186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4828985103323481186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/4828985103323481186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/06/friends-are-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Friends are leaving on a jet plane, prayers lifted at 10:02am'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TAwkc7fbCNI/AAAAAAAAFz0/bSpFzg5iAUs/s72-c/IMG_1916t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2151064042919628538</id><published>2010-06-05T16:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:02:20.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing Tournament</title><summary type='text'>There was a local fishing tournament today for kids up to 15 years old.  They were allowed to have a mentor helping them with some limited tasks, but were required to do most of the ins and outs themselves.  Elaine's husband, Tom, loves to fish and takes the boys quite often on Saturday mornings.  Today he took them to Nelson Park for the 3 hour tournament.  They all had a blast.  Derek caught 4 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2151064042919628538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2151064042919628538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2151064042919628538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2151064042919628538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/06/fishing-tournament.html' title='Fishing Tournament'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TArIhO44p2I/AAAAAAAAFzs/iQaWOET5se0/s72-c/IMG_1958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-8463735435859330143</id><published>2010-06-03T17:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:01:48.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Fun in the Rain</title><summary type='text'>Well the kiddo's have been out of school for a week now and we have been having a great time.  Our days have been full of adventure as our A/C broke over the Memorial Day Weekend and we have been waiting patiently (I use that word loosely) for a new compressor to be ordered and delivered to be installed.  We have spent a bit of time at home, a bit of time at the library and the mall, watching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8463735435859330143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=8463735435859330143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8463735435859330143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/8463735435859330143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/06/summertime-fun-in-rain.html' title='Summertime Fun in the Rain'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/TAgxSihx3hI/AAAAAAAAFxU/13SQjif_Am0/s72-c/IMG_1943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5206336754620636378</id><published>2010-05-24T21:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:57:31.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubs Game at Ranger Field</title><summary type='text'>Much to our delight the Cubbies came to Arlington to play the Rangers this past weekend.  They are in different leagues so they don't play each other every season.  It had been 3 years since the Cubs played at Ranger Field.  If I sound like I know a lot about baseball, I do not.  I was just very well informed on our drive to and fro Arlington yesterday.  Derek had figured out they were here last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5206336754620636378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5206336754620636378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5206336754620636378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5206336754620636378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/05/cubs-game-at-ranger-field.html' title='Cubs Game at Ranger Field'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/S_s3zb_zdLI/AAAAAAAAFwU/qGrsquOGnRM/s72-c/IMG_1849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5251468196718369787</id><published>2010-05-13T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:01:42.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting a New Book,..Strong Women Soft Hearts</title><summary type='text'>There is an on-line book discussion going on here http://thebloombookclub.blogspot.com/.  That is how I heard about this book,...Strong Women Soft Hearts written by Paula Rinehart.  I am checking in here and there at the bloom book club, but I am reading the book on my own.  This book has a lot of depth to it, in fact the first several pages reminded me of a Henri Nouwen book.  The gist of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5251468196718369787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5251468196718369787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5251468196718369787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5251468196718369787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/05/starting-new-bookstrong-women-soft.html' title='Starting a New Book,..Strong Women Soft Hearts'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-6445474401681690926</id><published>2010-05-09T08:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:05:17.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2010</title><summary type='text'>Mother's Day is a day of blessings because I am a mom and I love being a mom.  I rejoice in my children and the blessing of being carefully chosen to be their mom and walk along side to guide and teach them about life, love and most importantly the love of God.  But as happens each week of Mother's Day I doubly miss my mom.  As I was walking down the hallway this morning I read a poem that my mom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6445474401681690926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=6445474401681690926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6445474401681690926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/6445474401681690926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/S-a96P_NCuI/AAAAAAAAFss/nzvDNWIbReU/s72-c/107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2073112165585004217</id><published>2010-04-30T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:36:24.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Stronger Than Your Phone</title><summary type='text'>Friday morning, last day of school for me.  Finals next week....woohooo! I made it.  My house has stayed in some semblance of order, only a week or so made life stressful for me when I had exams and work up to my ears.  I have served homemade dinner often.  My family has been totally supportive. I would say that this endeavor has been a success.  And even though in the long run it is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2073112165585004217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2073112165585004217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2073112165585004217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2073112165585004217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-stronger-than-your-phone.html' title='Be Stronger Than Your Phone'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3086159913061825637</id><published>2010-04-26T13:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:59:55.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a leap of faith and God shows Himself every time.</title><summary type='text'>Monday afternoon, the LAST week of classes of my spring semester.  I can't believe that this semester is almost over, my days have flown by, but not so quickly I can't smell the roses along the way.  However as I suspected these last couple of weeks have been challenging, I just need about 30 hours a day to get work and school done.  As that is not going to happen I just choose to put on a happy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3086159913061825637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3086159913061825637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3086159913061825637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3086159913061825637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-leap-of-faith-and-god-shows.html' title='Take a leap of faith and God shows Himself every time.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1821507378437138495</id><published>2010-04-20T19:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:38:08.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Daisy Allen</title><summary type='text'>I was taking pictures last night of a senior and the location we used was a home out by Lawn.  The owner of the home also owned the property next door which was previously owned by the first woman in the state of Texas that graduated from medical school and practiced as a Dr.  It was very cool to be there and take some pictures around it.  We were not visited by the porcupine which apparently </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1821507378437138495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1821507378437138495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1821507378437138495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1821507378437138495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/dr-daisy-allen.html' title='Dr. Daisy Allen'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/S85I5ygxtWI/AAAAAAAAFiU/eXUfXuTqxIs/s72-c/drallenhouseside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-3376102156101441272</id><published>2010-04-19T13:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:49:33.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Times and The Worst of Times.</title><summary type='text'>It was the best of days and the worst of days.  That is how I feel today, today in bible class we studied the book of James, which is my all time favorite book in the bible.  It was my abc's on how to be a Christian when I had absolutely no idea what being a Christian meant.  The book of James is so special to me.  Today Randy Harris taught Mike's class, either would teach the book amazingly, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3376102156101441272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=3376102156101441272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3376102156101441272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/3376102156101441272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-of-times-and-worst-of-times.html' title='The Best of Times and The Worst of Times.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-1767105313880073381</id><published>2010-04-12T11:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:49:19.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week One of Crazy Month</title><summary type='text'>I have looked at my blog for a week now thinking I need to update it.  I have hit "the month" of most concern for my school year.  I have almost a month left of school, which is going marvelously, but it is also one month left for all the other people in school and that means, graduation pictures.  I have done my best to keep my schedule limited, but the wind is not cooperating with me, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1767105313880073381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=1767105313880073381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1767105313880073381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/1767105313880073381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-one-of-crazy-month.html' title='Week One of Crazy Month'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5661786159414948915</id><published>2010-04-02T11:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:20:18.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The V8 Moment</title><summary type='text'>Good Friday, Holy Friday, Black Friday.  It is a a Friday that is filled with much sorrow.  A day that we can think upon what Christ suffered for you and me.  That is not where are thoughts end, because we know Sunday will be here soon.  But I find it beneficial to really spend time in prayer and meditation upon the walk to the cross.  It helps me take my sins much more seriously, it helps me see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5661786159414948915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5661786159414948915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5661786159414948915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5661786159414948915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/v8-moment.html' title='The V8 Moment'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-334174218908545977</id><published>2010-04-01T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T08:34:20.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maundy Thursday Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Maundy Thursday.  The day that remembers the passover meal, Christ's last meal with His friends.  He washes the feet of the apostles.  He speaks these words:John 15:18“If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. 19If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/334174218908545977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=334174218908545977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/334174218908545977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/334174218908545977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/04/maundy-thursday-thoughts.html' title='Maundy Thursday Thoughts'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5467665346242821572</id><published>2010-03-30T07:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:07:45.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump Out Of The Boat</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday of Holy Week.  My studies have me in John 13 today.  John, Chapter 13, speaks to the Passover meal.  In this chapter, Jesus has washed the feet of those He loves, in that crowd is Judas.  The "bad" guy in the group, even though Judas is the one to kiss Christ on the cheek after leading the authorities to Him, all of these men but John would scatter from Christ's side.  Even Peter who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5467665346242821572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5467665346242821572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5467665346242821572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5467665346242821572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/03/jump-out-of-boat.html' title='Jump Out Of The Boat'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-5438343382002305109</id><published>2010-03-29T07:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T07:30:10.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Mary, and her anointing.</title><summary type='text'>This is such a special week.  It is the week that we can lend our thoughts to the week before Christ was crucified.  Some don't like to dwell on the happenings of Christ before the crucifixion.  I find it such a blessing, it reminds me of what Christ did for me.  This week I will carve out a time to watch the Passion as I have done the last couple of Easters.  This scripture below is where my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5438343382002305109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=5438343382002305109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5438343382002305109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/5438343382002305109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-mary-and-her-anointing.html' title='Sweet Mary, and her anointing.'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2554164775692450566</id><published>2010-03-25T08:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:55:26.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitless Mercy</title><summary type='text'>One of the assignments for my Friday small group class in Bible was to listen to this podcast by Randy Harris.  Randy is one of my favorite preachers/teachers/speakers.  He preaches with great conviction, not afraid to share his own doubts, and someone who is a focused seeker of Jesus. This sermon that Mike Cope assigned to us by Randy is called Faithing.  When he first preached this sermon last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2554164775692450566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2554164775692450566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2554164775692450566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2554164775692450566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/03/limitless-mercy.html' title='Limitless Mercy'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12438054.post-2291011441556733386</id><published>2010-03-17T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:46:54.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not REALLY about Green Beer....</title><summary type='text'>St. PatrickI love St. Patrick's Day. It is a day to remember....Saint Patrick of course.  He was born in England in 387 AD.  He was kidnapped by Irish Raiders as a boy and taken to be a slave in Ireland.  He escaped after many years and found his way back from Ireland to his homeland of England.  Once back in his homeland he joined the Church, which was a continuation of the closeness he felt to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2291011441556733386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12438054&amp;postID=2291011441556733386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2291011441556733386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12438054/posts/default/2291011441556733386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymarcelain.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-not-really-about-green-beer_17.html' title='It&apos;s Not REALLY about Green Beer....'/><author><name>Tammy M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16095921945526413874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/SQe71N0pVKI/AAAAAAAABmw/jcxajvEm_L4/S220/IMG_16115x7w.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KE9sB46O9FY/S6DmEY9mxCI/AAAAAAAAFTc/YrbLbHql-Cc/s72-c/250px-Saint_Patrick_(window).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
