<?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-29309080</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:56:05.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelli Larson</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115530953780134169</id><published>2006-08-11T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:18:57.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelli Larson's Final Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Kelli Anne Larson had her mother read Isaiah 40 to her on&amp;nbsp;the morning&amp;nbsp;of Friday, July 21, 2006.&amp;nbsp; Kelli was strong enough to enjoy God' word and asked that I write the words below for her.&amp;nbsp; Kelli died the next&amp;nbsp;morning, July 22, 2006 at 7:10 AM from complications developed from&amp;nbsp;Arachnoiditis.&amp;nbsp;Kelli smiled even with eyes closed as&amp;nbsp;see went to be with her Heavenly Father.&amp;nbsp;Kelli was faithful to God until the end as she knew that she was coming to see Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Kelli will be missed by me and her Dad, but we know that she touched so many lives which was evident through words spoken by many of her friends and family at her funeral.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Here's what Kelli asked me to write: "The cross that Jesus was hung for his Crucifixion was made of wood that would not rot and would not topple. Those that loved Jesus could not afford anything else, but they knew it would hold Jesus.  (Verse 18-20) &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;When Jesus was on the cross he was mocked by all viewers.&amp;nbsp; God gives us everything, but He also takes things away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God made everything and even knew all the stars by name-- too numerous to count. He made the world in one whisper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;1 Peter 24 "For all men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think the reference&amp;nbsp;means that&amp;nbsp;God is so powerful that He can blow in one breath and everything is gone.&amp;nbsp; Here today,&amp;nbsp;gone tomorrow. &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;40:22b: He stretches out the heavens like a canopy and spreads them out like a tent to live in..." Canopy reminds mo of God's protecting power and to help them away from the heat.&amp;nbsp; Except he also said that is you go outside the tent you go back in the world.&amp;nbsp; God gives  people knowledge about how to build the tent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Exodus 33:19-23&amp;nbsp; &lt;STRONG&gt;Kelli wanted me to type out all of this verse for you to read and remember.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp; Her final thought for you to hold on to:&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;"And the Lord said, I will cause all my goodness to pass in front of you, and I will proclaim My name, the Lord, in your presence.&amp;nbsp; I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion.&amp;nbsp; But, he said, you cannot see my face, for no one may see me and live.&amp;nbsp; Then the Lord said, there is a place near me where you may stand on a rock.&amp;nbsp; When my glory passes by, I will put you in a cleft in the rock and cover you with my hand until I have passed by.&amp;nbsp; Then I will remove my hand and you will&amp;nbsp;see my back; but my face must not be seen."&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;We pray that Kelli's blog will open your eyes to what is really important in this  world and cherish each day as if it were your last.&amp;nbsp; Kelli is smiling down from Heaven and thanking her brother Patrick for setting up this blog for her to make her&amp;nbsp;publication possible.&amp;nbsp; She always wanted to make a difference in peoples lives.&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Mom and Dad Larson&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Talk is cheap. Use Yahoo! Messenger to make PC-to-Phone calls. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman7/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39666/*http://messenger.yahoo.com"&gt; Great rates starting at 1¢/min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115530953780134169?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115530953780134169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115530953780134169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115530953780134169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115530953780134169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/08/kelli-larsons-final-thoughts.html' title='Kelli Larson&apos;s Final Thoughts'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115442676188957861</id><published>2006-08-01T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T03:06:02.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hezekiah's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thoughts on Isaiah 38:&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;This is a beautiful chapter and a beautiful prayer. Hezekiah represents what I want my life to reflect in the Lord.&amp;nbsp; 38:2-3: "Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord, :remember, O Lord how I have walked before you faithfully and with wholehearted devotion and have done what is good in your eyes.&amp;nbsp; And Hezekiah wept bitterly."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;When I had my breathing episode last night It felt like Hezekiah when he said to God, "I am troubled O Lord, come to my aid." &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;PSALM 90 Chaplain Beverly from Hospice talked to me about this when she visited today:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This Psalm reminds me of the verse in James &amp;nbsp;that talks about our life is but a mist. (James 4:14) We should enjoy every moment of our life each day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! Messenger with Voice. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman1/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39663/*http://voice.yahoo.com"&gt;Make PC-to-Phone Calls&lt;/a&gt; to the US (and 30+ countries) for 2¢/min or less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115442676188957861?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115442676188957861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115442676188957861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115442676188957861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115442676188957861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/08/hezekiahs-prayer.html' title='Hezekiah&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115440369420312509</id><published>2006-07-31T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T20:41:34.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking About Me</title><content type='html'>While&amp;nbsp; my parents were talking to my Hospice nurse, I was thinking they were talking about how sick I was or my funeral arrangements.&amp;nbsp; I prayed to God and said, "If you are ready for me, that's fine, but&amp;nbsp; I really love my family, so please give me another assignment."&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Groups are talking. We&amp;acute;re listening. Check out the &lt;a href="http://pa.yahoo.com/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=41144/*http://groups.yahoo.com/local/newemail.html"&gt;handy changes to Yahoo! Groups.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115440369420312509?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115440369420312509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115440369420312509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115440369420312509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115440369420312509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/talking-about-me.html' title='Talking About Me'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115436501866149939</id><published>2006-07-31T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T09:56:59.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelli's Voice</title><content type='html'>Hi all. Patrick here. I'm Kelli's brother. Kelli died July 22nd of complications due to Arachnoiditis. I came back to work later that week, and realized I had 2 voicemails saved from her. I recorded them. You can here them &lt;a href="http://www.patricklarson.com/kelli.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.patricklarson.com/kelli2.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I still can't believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115436501866149939?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115436501866149939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115436501866149939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115436501866149939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115436501866149939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/kellis-voice.html' title='Kelli&apos;s Voice'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115343439140774171</id><published>2006-07-20T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:26:31.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I Have Another Assignment?</title><content type='html'>While&amp;nbsp; my parents were talking to my Hospice nurse, I was thinking they were talking about how sick I was or my funeral arrangements.&amp;nbsp; I prayed to God and said, "If you are ready for me, that's fine, but&amp;nbsp; I really love my family, so please give me another assignment."&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 	 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;See the all-new, redesigned Yahoo.com. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt; Check it out.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115343439140774171?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115343439140774171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115343439140774171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115343439140774171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115343439140774171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/do-i-have-another-assignment.html' title='Do I Have Another Assignment?'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115343429873661992</id><published>2006-07-20T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:24:58.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Good Night </title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Isaiah 38 is a beautiful chapter and Hezekiah's prayer that he offered up to God reminds me of myself last night&amp;nbsp;. Verse 23: "Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord, remember O Lord how I have walked before you faithfully and with wholehearted&amp;nbsp;devotion and have done what is good in your eyes.&amp;nbsp; And Hezekiah wept bitterly."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;When I had my episode of not being able to breathe last night I felt like Hezekiah when he cried out to God, (vs. 14) " I cried like a swift or thrush, I moaned like a mourning dove, My eyes grew weak, as I looked to the heavens.&amp;nbsp; I am troubled, O Lord, come to my aid!" &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;I read verse 20 and it said, "The Lord will save me and we will sing with stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the temple of the Lord."&amp;nbsp; Amen!&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Tomorrow is a new day..............&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;  Get on board. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40791/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt;You're invited&lt;/a&gt; to try the new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115343429873661992?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115343429873661992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115343429873661992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115343429873661992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115343429873661992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/not-good-night.html' title='Not a Good Night '/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115341562047962918</id><published>2006-07-20T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T10:13:40.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Will Pass Away</title><content type='html'>From Isaiah 39 I correlated it to &amp;nbsp;my condition because people have given me nice gifts and everything, but in all actuality, it will all pass away.&amp;nbsp; I can take nothing with me when I leave this earth and go to  Heaven.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n bsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Arachnoiditis&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Arachnoiditis gets on my nerves--something I don't deserve. All I can say is that somehow it got me closer to my parents and closer to the reality of life and death. When I have a bad day like today, I have to concentrate on Heaven and who I am affecting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also think about whom I would be leaving and I have to cherish the moments I have with my family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't like to focus on the condition itself although I can say finally that I am thankful for Hospice Austin because I don't know what I would do or my parents would do without the breathing treatments and oxygen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would go to Heaven. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I prayed this morning and said that going to Heaven would be okay.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I gave up my body to the Lord this morning because there is nothing that I can do about my condition. This is too sad and I want to be filled with joy and gladness in my heart, so I have to go and create it for myself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am going to go down fighting! I choose to think about life now, but if this pain leads me to Heaven, so be it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God bless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;hr size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br /&gt;Next-gen email? Have it all with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=42241/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;all-new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115316137695848120?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115316137695848120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115316137695848120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115316137695848120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115316137695848120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/arachnoiditis.html' title='Arachnoiditis'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115308809592639086</id><published>2006-07-16T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:14:55.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 11, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;2 Corinthians 5 &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Jesus became our reconcile so that we may be reconciled to Him, and He gave us this love so that we can pass it on to others.&amp;nbsp; Without love we have the desire to sin--go back to where we were before we knew Christ.&amp;nbsp; With the anointing we can do all things because Christ was anointed by God.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp; have Christ in us, so we are anointed by Christ. I don't remember my life before Christ because I was so young, but I know that I cannot be as to close to God if I sin.&amp;nbsp; God is ready and willing to forgive my sin if I ask Him for forgiveness.&amp;nbsp; I guess the point of this is that if Christ is anointed we are therefore anointed and if we sin and don't ask for forgiveness then the anointing is not with us.&amp;nbsp; If we simply call on the name of the Lord, we receive our anointing back from Him.&amp;nbsp; As Christians we cannot live without Christ, therefore we cannot be connected to the anointing.&amp;nbsp; If we have certain gifts  from God we should use them.&amp;nbsp; I believe that is what Creflo Dollar was explaining through his audio tape message.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;How low will we go? Check out Yahoo! MessengerÂ’s low &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman8/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39663/*http://voice.yahoo.com"&gt; PC-to-Phone call rates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115308809592639086?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115308809592639086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115308809592639086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115308809592639086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115308809592639086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/july-11-2006.html' title='July 11, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115308766975495494</id><published>2006-07-16T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:07:49.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 12, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Isaiah 37&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;My understanding is you cannot do wrong and expect blessings from the Lord. This chapter reminds me of Jesus Christ's&amp;nbsp; Crucifixion and Resurrection because when they crucified Christ they hurled insults at Him. On the third day he rose again. In this chapter of Isaiah it mentions on the third day--the number&amp;nbsp; three must represent newness of life.&amp;nbsp; If we are faithful it will be returned to us 25, 50 or 100&amp;nbsp;fold by God.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;  Get on board. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40791/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt;You're invited&lt;/a&gt; to try the new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115308766975495494?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115308766975495494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115308766975495494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115308766975495494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115308766975495494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/july-12-2006.html' title='July 12, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115308734157156891</id><published>2006-07-16T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:02:21.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 15, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Jealousy, dissatisfaction over what someone does or doesn't have.&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 23:17&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;Romans 8:11 Since we are raised with Christ, He lives in us. So, sin cannot live in our bodies we must not be jealous.&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;1 Corinthians 1012 We should not compare ourselves to anyone because God made us all special. &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;1 Cor 3:3 For if Christ is in&amp;nbsp;us, His spirit dwells in our bodies there shall not be any jealousy because in Christ's body there was no jealously.&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;James 5:17 says we pray for one another. Christ forgives us. Notes taken after listening to Creflo Dollar.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt; Everyone is raving about the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=42297/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt; all-new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115308734157156891?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115308734157156891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115308734157156891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115308734157156891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115308734157156891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/july-15-2006.html' title='July 15, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248948300980931</id><published>2006-07-09T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:45:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Would We Be without Adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where would we be without Adam &amp;amp; Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHERE WOULD WE BE WITHOUT THE (FALL),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHERE WOULD WE BE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THERE WOULD BE NO PREGNANCY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO REPRODUCTION OF SPECIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I REALIZE THAT THE (FALL) WAS A SIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT WITHOUT IT WHERE WOULD MY LIFE BEGIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DID GOD INTEND FOR US NOT TO HAVE CLOTHES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OR TO MEET NICE FELLOWS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I UNDERSTAND WE WERE TO BE IN UNION WITH GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND HIS PLAN FOR US TO BE BLIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IF YOU HAVE THE ANSWER TO MY QUESTIONS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE LET ME BE NEXT IN LINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WAS IT GODS PLAN FOR US NOT TO HAVE AFFECTION FROM ANOTHER HUMAN BEING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WERE WE NOT TO HAVE COMMUNICATIONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WAS I NOT MEANT TO BE IN MY MOTHERS INNER MOST BEING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SORRY FOR ALL THE QUESTIONS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT THESE THINGS I DON'T KNOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO I JUST LET THEM FLOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br /&gt;Next-gen email? Have it all with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=42241/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all-new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248948300980931?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248948300980931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248948300980931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248948300980931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248948300980931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-would-we-be-without-adam.html' title='Where Would We Be without Adam'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248953897659771</id><published>2006-07-09T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:58:58.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;without you leaving;&lt;BR&gt;I wouldn't have known so many people who need Jesus;&lt;BR&gt;I wouldn't have watched the news and seen people bleeding;&lt;BR&gt;I wouldn't have thought, "I hope those people you knew Jesus,&lt;BR&gt;I hope they have someone to tell them back Jesus loved them and he died to give them eternal life with them;&lt;BR&gt;without you leaving, I wouldn't have pressed into God's word and found out about missions;&lt;BR&gt;all I have to say is, "I hope they see Jesus in me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=# size=5&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Talk is cheap. Use Yahoo! Messenger to make PC-to-Phone calls. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman7/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39666/*http://messenger.yahoo.com"&gt; Great rates starting at 1Â¢/min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248953897659771?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248953897659771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248953897659771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248953897659771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248953897659771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/without-you-leaving.html' title='Without You Leaving'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248941939288168</id><published>2006-07-09T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:44:44.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will I See My Angel Girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHEN WILL I SEE MY ANGEL GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FEBRUARY 9, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHEN WILL I SEE MY ANGEL GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHEN WILL I HEAR THE PHONE RING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND HEAR HER VOICE SING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHE HAS NO WINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO YES SHE IS A HUMAN BEING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT HER I HAVE NOT SEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IS SHE IN THE WITNESS PROTECTION PROGRAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OR UP THERE WITH ABRAHAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JUST TO HEAR HER SAY HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WOULD MAKE MY TEARS FLOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M NOT A BAD PERSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHY DOESN'T SHE WANT TO SEE ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UNLESS SHE HAS LEPROSY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO SHE DOESN'T HAVE LEPORSY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHE'S JUST VERY BUSY I KNOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT I WOULD LIKE TO SAY HELLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR GUARDING AND PROTECTING MY BEST FRIEND UNTIL THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneak preview the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all-new Yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. It's not radically different. Just radically better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248941939288168?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248941939288168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248941939288168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248941939288168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248941939288168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-will-i-see-my-angel-girl.html' title='When Will I See My Angel Girl?'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248930000770631</id><published>2006-07-09T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:58:31.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Johnny Died</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE LOST YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JULY 18, 2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You cheated us of having a healthy relationship with you because you wanted a relationship with drugs. You hadn't seen your son get married or even grow into a healthy man. You allowed him to grow up faster than he was supposed to. He accepted growing up as okay. You allowed him to see your dead body in the morgue. I Don't care what anybody says, no young man should have to make the decisions he had to make the day you ended your life. You know my Dad didn't have a healthy job, yet you still chose to take pills to make you drowsy. You always expected my Dad and uncles to bail you out of your drug problem. If it were me and I knew what you had done, i'd let them dispose of you in the morgue. I Loved you for my Dad's sake and I went to your funeral only for my uncles and my Dad. How could you tear my uncles up like that??!! How could you make my Dad pay for a funeral he didn't have the money for? He did it only because he loved you. They say it's a disease, but I don't buy it! You chose to take pills and you chose to get in a car and drive. You chose it all. I Prayed for you many a time that you would somehow, through tragedy, be consecrated and committed to the lord. If you had so many emotions, why could't you talk about them, instead of stuffing your feelings inside and topping them off with drugs??People say to me, "why are you angry at your uncle Johnny?" why shouldn't I be? Why can't I be, and everyone leave me alone? You know, a few years ago you bought me a shirt that said, "i'm not listening." no, you aren't listening. Why can't I be angry? As you said when you gave me the shirt, "i'm not listening, and i'm not taking your shit!" well, you're not able to listen now and we're not taking any of your s_ _ t! It was because of you that my Dad had to make decisions and had to make phone calls and didn't get any sleep. It was because of you that my mom had to make sure that things were okay at their house. It was because of you that we drove for a long time in the hot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248930000770631?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248930000770631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248930000770631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248930000770631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248930000770631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/uncle-johnny-died.html' title='Uncle Johnny Died'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248935375533314</id><published>2006-07-09T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:51:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Jesus' Response Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;03/22/03 9:18:52 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How would Jesus respond?I Wonder how it would be to see the miracles of Jesus christ. I Wonder how it would be to see the parapalegic. I Wonder how it would be to see the four men lower the parapalegic through a hole in the roof to see Jesus. I Wonder how it would be to feel the way the man felt free of his physical challenges. I've never seen demons. I Wonder how it would be to see Jesus heal the man with demon possession. I Wonder how the man felt to break free from his chains and become clear minded again. I Could only imagine back in the day of Jesus and seeing him heal a man that has a deformed hand. I Wonder how it would be to hear Jesus' Voice. What would he say to me today and how would he respond about me taking time off from my ministry? I Don't feel like I can be a leader anymore. How can I be a leader when I have questions about God myself? How would Jesus respond to me? I Would feel ashamed and unworthy of his grace. Should I swallow my pride and tell ralph how I feel? He always tells us God created me to do something that I could do better than anybody else. I Feel as though I relate better to those in wheelchairs and I can effectivly pray for them every day. If I stop the ministry, however, I will lose my position and priviledges at the church; I pray for everyone that I meet hoping to make an impact in their life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248935375533314?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248935375533314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248935375533314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248935375533314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248935375533314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-would-jesus-response-be.html' title='What Would Jesus&apos; Response Be?'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248922957909370</id><published>2006-07-09T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:53:49.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Hug an Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;TO HUG AN ANGEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/U&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;DECEMBER 21, 2002&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;TO HUG AN ANGEL MUST FEEL LIKE LOVE POURING INTO YOUR SOUL.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;TO HUG AN ANGEL MUST FEEL TOTALLY RELAXING.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;IT MUST FEEL REFRESHING TO THE SOUL,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;AND REVITALIZING TO THE SPIRIT.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Want to be your own boss? 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The road was rocky, so I watched my step. Every once in a while, I wouldn't be watching where I was going and I'd trip and fall over my shoe laces. Sometimes, I would even fall over rocks! I would fall down very hard and get some bruises and maybe (almost always) blood! Then Jesus would come and pick me up, fix my bruises, and send me on my way!&lt;BR&gt;I would thank Jesus, but then I would ask him, "but where are my friends to encourage me?" &lt;BR&gt;Jesus would always say, "oh, they'll be coming along, don't worry, just keep your eyes on that cross!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Want to be your own boss? Learn how on &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=41244/*http://smallbusiness.yahoo.com/r-index"&gt; Yahoo! 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I KNOW THAT MY HUSBAND WOULD BELONG TO GOD, AND THAT HE WOULD ONLY BE ON "LOAN" FROM THE FATHER TO ME. I ALSO HAVE THE UNDERSTANDING THAT I BELONG TO MY FATHER IN HEAVEN! BECAUSE MY MIND IS SO SMALL, I CAN'T IMAGINE ANYTHING GREATER THAN SHARING MY LIFESTYLE WITH MY HUSBAND, WHO COULD HELP ME IN "SPREADING THE FRAGRANCE OF CHRIST!"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;THE BIBLE SAYS THAT GOD HAS SOMETHING BETTER THAN I COULD EVER THINK, SEE, OR IMAGINE. (Eph 3:16 NIV) I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Eph 3:17 NIV) so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Eph 3:18 NIV) may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Eph 3:19 NIV) and  to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Eph 3:20 NIV) Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;THE BIBLE ALSO SAYS THAT GOD'S WAYS ARE HIGHER THAN MY WAYS. HIS THOUGHTS ARE NOT MY THOUGHTS . (Isa 55:9 NIV) "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I ALSO HEARD SOMEWHERE THAT IF YOU TAKE YOUR BEST EXPERIENCES AND MULTIPLY THEM TIMES 10,000 TIMES 10,000 TIMES TIMES 10,000 THAT IS OR JUST AN INKLING OF HOW GOD DESIGNED HEAVEN FOR US! MY BEST EXPERIENCES WERE PRAYING FOR MY FRIENDS AND THEIR SPECIFIC PRAYING NEEDS AND GOING OUT TO EAT WITH THEM. IF THIS IS HOW HEAVEN IS GOING TO BE, THAN BRING IT ON!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;KELLI ANNE LARSON.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 	 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sneak preview the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt; all-new Yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's not radically different. Just radically better.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248900894354825?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248900894354825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248900894354825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248900894354825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248900894354825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/picture-of-heaven.html' title='Picture of Heaven'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248895861313008</id><published>2006-07-09T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:49:18.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Physical Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;PHYSICAL TOUCH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/U&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;FEBRUARY 9, 2003&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;DEAR GOD,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I KNOW THAT YOUÂ’LL NEVER LEAVE ME NOR FORSAKE ME.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I KNOW THAT YOUR WAYS ARE HIGHER THAN MY WAYS. YOUR THOUGHTS ARE HIGHER THAN MY THOUGHTS.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE SOMETHING BETTER FOR ME THAN I COULD EVER THINK, SEE, OR IMAGINE FOR MYSELF.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I KNOW IÂ’M NOT ALONE BUT IÂ’M PHYSICALLY LONELY LORD. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I DESIRE SOMEONE TO RESPOND&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;AND FOR ME NOT TO REACT TO.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I DESIRE FOR US TO GO OUT TOGETHER IN GROUPS.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I DESIRE FOR US TO LIFT UP OUR REQUEST UP TO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I DESIRE FOR US TO GO THROUGH CONFLICT&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;BUT ULTIMATELY LEAVE THAT DECISION UP TO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;IÂ’M TIRED OF BEING ALONE, DEAR GOD.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;SO I LAY AT YOUR FEET&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;BECAUSE I DONÂ’T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;EVEN WHEN IÂ’M WITH PEOPLE I FEEL PHYSICALLY ALONE.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I NEED PHYSICAL TOUCH.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;DEAR GOD, FOR RIGHT NOW I DONÂ’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;ITÂ’S ALL I CAN DO TO PRAY TO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;THEN AFTER I PRAY I WILL FEEL THAT VOID, THAT EMPTINESS AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;SO I WILL CONTINUALLY PRAY UNTIL I HAVE NO MORE BREATH.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I CANÂ’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;YOU TAKE IT.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;YOUÂ’RE STRONG, YOUÂ’RE POWERFUL, YOU TAKE ITÂ…..&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;IN JESUS NAME I PRAY.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;AMEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! 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SOME OF THE THINGS I'M GOING TO SAY ARE PROBABLY NOT RECOMMENDED FOR EVERY PERSON OR BELIEVER.&lt;BR&gt;I WAS BAPTIZED WHEN I WAS 11, BUT I FELL AWAY FROM THE LORD FOR SIX YEARS. I CAME BACK TO THE LORD WHEN I WAS 17, AT THAT TIME I WAS LIVING IN HARLINGEN TEXAS.IF YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT MY WALK WITH CHRIST IN MY EARLY YEARS, YOU ARE MORE THAN WELCOME TO ASK ME AT A LATER TIME.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I WAS INTRODUCED TO HIDE PARK BAPTIST CHURCH THROUGH A MINISTRY CALLED "AUSTIN METRO". I MET A MAN NAMED TODD WHO COULD CONVERSATE THE WORD OF GOD IN SUCH A WAY THAT THE BIBLE WAS "AS CLEAR AS WATER" TO UNDERSTAND! GOD SPOKE THROUGH BROTHER TODD TO LET ME KNOW I WAS BEAUTIFUL! (Psa 139:13 NIV) For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Psa 139:14 NIV) I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;(Psa 139:15 NIV) My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;HE ALSO TAUGHT ME THAT I CAN'T RUN AWAY FROM GOD! (Gen 3:7 NIV) Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they realized they were naked; so they sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for themselves.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Gen 3:8 NIV) Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the LORD God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and they hid from the LORD God among the trees of the garden.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Gen 3:9 NIV) But the LORD God called to the man, "Where are you?" (Gen 3:10 NIV) He answered, "I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I PRAYED FOR TODD BECAUSE I KNEW THAT OTHER PEOPLE NEEDED TO HEAR THE WORD OF GOD EXPLAINED LIKE THIS BESIDES HYDE PARK BAPTIST CHURCH! I PRAYED FOR TODD FOR A VERY LONG TIME. GOD MOVED IN TODD'S LIFE BY  MOVING HIM TO SAN ANTONIO. LAST I HEARD, TODD IS AN EVANGELIST SOMEWHERE.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A FEW YEARS LATER, THERE WAS AN URGENT NEED FOR SOMETHING LIKE "AUSTIN METRO" TO BE BORN. I ALSO NEEDED THIS MINISTRY BECAUSE AT THAT TIME, NOT ONLY DID GOD MOVE TODD ON TO "SPREAD THE FRAGRANCE OF CHRIST" BUT MY BEST FRIEND GOT MARRIED! ONE OF MY GREAT AND BLESSED FRIENDS, STARTED AUSTIN LIVE, MR. LANE ! GOD SPOKE THROUGH LANE TO SAY, "YOU DO MATTER TO ME, I HEAR YOU, YOU ARE WORTH IT, YOU CAN DO IT!" I FELT ACCEPTED INTO THE MINISTRY FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE.&lt;BR&gt;WITH THE HELP OF ONE OF MY FRIENDS FROM SEARCH, I CAME TO MY FIRST "AUSTIN LIVE" LEADERSHIP Meetings. THE GROUP RECOMMENDED FOR me to join THE PRAYER GROUP TOO. THEY SAID, "YOU'LL BE WITH JODEY."&lt;BR&gt;I THOUGHT, "OH, GREAT, I GET TO BE WITH A GIRL! (I DIDN'T know THAT JODEY WAS A GUY) APPARENTLY, JODEY WAS APPREHENSIVE OR NERVOUS TOO BECAUSE HE SAID THE SWEETEST PRAYER ABOUT HOW HE WOULD LIKE TO ASK FOR FORGIVENESS FROM  THE LORD ABOUT BEING "NERVOUS" TO BE AROUND ME.&lt;BR&gt;I ASKED FOR JODEY'S PHONE NUMBER ONLY BECAUSE I WANTED TO MAKE SURE THAT IF I WAS GOING TO BE UNDERNEATH HIM IN THE LORD, THAT HIS HEART WAS RIGHT WITH THE LORD. IN OTHER WORDS, WAS HE COMMITTED TO THE LORD? WAS HE GROWING IN THE LORD EVERYDAY? THE ANSWER WAS "YES" IF YOU EVER GET TO MEET JODEY ASK HIM ABOUT HIS TESTIMONY BECAUSE IT is COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY AMAZING!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHY I DID THIS, BUT SEVERAL MONTHS LATER I STEPped DOWN FROM AUSTIN LIVE LEADERSHIP TEAM. I STILL CONTINUED TO PRAY FOR AUSTIN LIVE AT HOME. JODEY WOULD CALL ME ONCE A WEEK, AND I WOULD RECEIVE HIS PRAYER REQUESTS. I WOULD PRAY FOR JODEY ALL DURING THAT WEEK, AND GOD WOULD "MOVE" IN JODEY'S LIFE!!&lt;BR&gt;ONE TIME JODEY ASKED ME TO PRAY FOR HIM BECAUSE HE HAD AN OPPORTUNITY TO WORK FOR THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES!&lt;BR&gt;SO I PRAYED THIS PRAYER FOR SEVERAL WEEKS: "GOD IF IT BE YOUR WILL FOR JODEY TO GO TO WASHINGTON, THEN LET YOUR  WILL BE DONE, BUT IF IT IS GOING TO HINDER HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU, THEN LET HIM HAVE THE COURAGE TO STEP DOWN AND TAKE A LOWER PAYING JOB HERE IN AUSTIN! AMEN.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;SOMETIMES, WE DON'T GET WHAT WE WANT. GOD'S WAYS ARE HIGHER THAN MY WAYS! GOD'S THOUGHTS ARE not my THOUGHTS! JODEY WENT TO WASHINGTON. I CRIED AND STILL DO AT TIMES, BUT JODEY LEAVING HAS FORCED ME dig INTO GOD' S WORD AND FIND OUT WHAT THIS CONTENTMENT THING REALLY MEANS (Phil 4:11 NIV) I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Phil 4:12 NIV) I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Phil 4:11 NIV) I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Phil 4:12 NIV) I know what it is  to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;AS I MISS JODEY MORE, I DIG INTO GOD'S WORD MORE AND MORE! AS I WATCH THE NEWS FOR PRESIDENT BUSH, I HAVE AN APPETITE FOR MISSIONS MORE. I SEE THE NEED FOR MISSIONS MORE IN A PALSTINE AND ISRAEL! I HUNGER TO TELL PEOPLE MORE NOW THAN EVER BEFORE IN MY LIFE ESPECIALLY AFTER READING REVELATIONS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! 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MY UNCLE IS VERY FUNNY AND VERY GENTLE WITH ME. I LOVE HIM A LOT AND MY AUNT IS VERY BEAUTIFUL AND I LIKE HER PERSONALITY. THEY OFFERED FOR MY FAMILY TO COME TO ARIZONA, BUT MY MAMA DIDNÂ’T WANT TO GO. I STILL VERY MUCH WANT TO GO. I WILL GO SOMEDAY. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;I ALSO SAW MY SECOND COUSIN ON MY DADÂ’S SIDE. HE CARES FOR ME VERY MUCH AND I LIKE HIS PERSONALITY AND HOW HE RELATES TO ME. HE PLAYS IN THE SYMPHONY. I HEARD HIM ONCE AND I WOULD VERY MUCH ENJOY HEARING HIM AGAIN. I LOVE HIS COMPANY AND I WISH THAT WE COULD SEE EACH OTHER MORE. I WISH THAT MY DAD AND MOM WOULD UNDERSTAND THIS. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;ON CHRISTMAS I SAW ALL THE LARSON FAMILY. I LOVE MY UNCLES AND AUNTS VERY MUCH. I LOVE SPENDING TIME WITH THEM BECAUSE THEY MAKE ME LAUGH AND ENJOY MY  LIFE. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;ON DECEMBER 23, 2003 MY KRISTY HAD MY THIRD NIECE, KEIRA ALEX LARSON. I GOT THE CALL AT 7:15 AM AND SHE WAS BORN AT 7:11 AM. I SAW HER AROUND 11:30 AM. WE WERE ALL VERY EXCITED! I CANÂ’T BELIEVE MY BROTHER SCOTT IS A DAD. I WOULD LIKE TO SEE KEIRA A LOT MORE OFTEN THAN I DO. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;I GOT VERY NICE THINGS FOR CHRISTMAS. I GOT BATH AND BODY WORKS, A BLANKET, AN OUTFIT, AND SEVERAL PICTURES. ON JANUARY 3, I BECAME THE OWNER OF A SWEET BUT TIMID GREY AND WHITE CAT NAMED SHADE. SHE IS VERY FUNNY AND VERY SOFT. SHE CALMS ME DOWN WHEN I AM ANGRY AND I TALK TO HER BECAUSE SHE CANÂ’T TALK BACK ABOUT MY PERSONAL ISSUES. MY COUNSELOR SAID THAT MY ATTENDANTS SHOULDNÂ’T KNOW MY PERSONAL ISSUES, SO I DONÂ’T WRITE IN MY JOURNAL AS MUCH ANY MORE. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE WRITTEN IN A LONG TIME, BUT I HOPE TO WRITE MORE FREQUENTLY.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;How low will we go? Check out Yahoo! 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GOD CONSIDERS ME HIS CHILD FROM THE VERY MOMENT I ACCEPTED HIM. HE ILLUSTRATED THIS BY USING HIS SON AS AN EXAMPLE. HE ENJOYS EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS SON, NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES OR DOESN'T DO! JUST LIKE TODD WANTS TO DRAW NEAR TO HIS SON, JESUS WANTS TO DRAW NEAR TO ME!!&lt;BR&gt;(Psa 113:6 NIV) who stoops down to look on the heavens and the earth?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(Psa 113:7 NIV) He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash heap;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:2 NIV) This Mary, whose brother Lazarus now lay sick, was the same one who poured perfume on the Lord and wiped his feet with her hair.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:3 NIV) So the sisters sent word to Jesus, "Lord, the one you love is sick."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:4 NIV) When he heard this, Jesus said, "This sickness will not end in death. No, it is for God's glory so that God's Son may be glorified through  it."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:5 NIV) Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:6 NIV) Yet when he heard that Lazarus was sick, he stayed where he was two more days.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:7 NIV) Then he said to his disciples, "Let us go back to Judea."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:8 NIV) "But Rabbi," they said, "a short while ago the Jews tried to stone you, and yet you are going back there?"&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:9 NIV) Jesus answered, "Are there not twelve hours of daylight? A man who walks by day will not stumble, for he sees by this world's light.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;JESUS IS TOTALLY GOD BUT HIS SISTER WASN'T GETTING THE IDEA THAT JESUS WAS WHO HE SAID HE WAS! JESUS COULD BRING LAZARUS BACK ANYTIME HE WANTED TO! (John 11:10 NIV) It is when he walks by night that he stumbles, for he has no light."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:11 NIV) After he had said this, he went on to tell them, "Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I am going there to wake him up."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John  11:12 NIV) His disciples replied, "Lord, if he sleeps, he will get better."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:13 NIV) Jesus had been speaking of his death, but his disciples thought he meant natural sleep.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:14 NIV) So then he told them plainly, "Lazarus is dead,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:15 NIV) and for your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:16 NIV) Then Thomas (called Didymus) said to the rest of the disciples, "Let us also go, that we may die with him."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(John 11:17 NIV) On his arrival, Jesus found that Lazarus had already been in the tomb for four days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Talk is cheap. Use Yahoo! Messenger to make PC-to-Phone calls. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman7/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39666/*http://messenger.yahoo.com"&gt; Great rates starting at 1Â¢/min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248867524596133?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248867524596133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248867524596133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248867524596133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248867524596133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/gods-love-according-to-todd.html' title='God&apos;s Love According to Todd'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248858630602551</id><published>2006-07-09T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:43:06.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullest Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I PRAYED FOR BRANDON FOR A VERY LONG TIME. THEN ONE DAY I ROLLED INTO THE WHEEL CHAIR FITNESS CENTER AND HE WAS IN A MANUAL CHAIR. I FIGURED IF BRANDON CAN WORK AS HARD TO GET INTO A MANUAL CHAIR THEN I COULD DO ANYTHING THAT I WANT. CHASE IS ALSO MY INSPIRATION BECAUSE HE WAS A GYMNAST AND HE FELL OFF A HIGH BAR AND BROKE HIS NECK. EIGHT YEARS LATER HE IS NOW IN A MANUAL CHAIR MOVING ON HIS OWN AND HAS HIS OWN VEHICLE. IF CHASE CAN DO ALL THIS I KNOW THAT ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE FOR ME AND I KNOW THAT I HAVENÂ’T REACHED MY FULLEST POTENTIAL EVEN HAVING CP. UP UNTIL JULY OF THIS YEAR I DENIED MY PHYSICAL CHALLENGE BUT NOW I CAN SAY THAT I AM LIVING THROUGH MY PHYSICAL CHALLENGE WITH GOD. I CAN WORSHIP GOD, KYACKING, SCUBA DIVING, AND PLAYING POWER SOCCER. I KNOW THAT GOD GIVES ME THE ABILITY TO DO ALL THESE THINGS SO I WILL PRAISE GOD. I WILL NEVER ALLOW BRANDON TO GIVE UP ON HIMSELF BECAUSE HE HASNÂ’T GIVEN UP ON ME YET. I CONTINUALLY PRAY FOR HIS GIRLFRIEND  TO SHOW HIM DEEPER AND DEEPER IN THE CROSS OF JESUS CHRIST AND PRAY THAT HE WILL MAKE HER WANT TO HUNGER AND THIRST AFTER RIGHTOUSNESS FOR JESUS SAKE. EVEN THOUGH I WANT HIM TO CALL ME I WILL UNDERSTAND IF HE DOESNÂ’T BECAUSE I LOVE HIM. WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE YOU ALLOW THEM TO GO ON WITH THEIR LIFE. I JUST PRAY THAT BRANDON IS JOYFUL AND GLAD IN THE HOLY SPIRIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 	 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sneak preview the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt; all-new Yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's not radically different. Just radically better.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248858630602551?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248858630602551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248858630602551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248858630602551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248858630602551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/fullest-potential.html' title='Fullest Potential'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248851254762151</id><published>2006-07-09T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:41:52.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Heart Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;from the heart out&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;many people have seen your picture, but I know your heart;&lt;BR&gt;I love you from the heart out;&lt;BR&gt;because you make me want Jesus more;&lt;BR&gt;I love you because;&lt;BR&gt;you make me want to dig in his word, and never get out;&lt;BR&gt;I love you because you say words I don't deserve;&lt;BR&gt;you say, "well, you bless me.&lt;BR&gt;I cherish you, and your friendship!&lt;BR&gt;I covet your prayers."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;That is why I love you from the heart out!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! Messenger with Voice. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman1/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39663/*http://voice.yahoo.com"&gt;Make PC-to-Phone Calls&lt;/a&gt; to the US (and 30+ countries) for 2Â¢/min or less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248851254762151?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248851254762151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248851254762151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248851254762151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248851254762151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-heart-out.html' title='From the Heart Out'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248845763275368</id><published>2006-07-09T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:40:57.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discomfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=center&gt;This discomfort I feel&lt;BR&gt;is nothing like physical pain;&lt;BR&gt;it is like standing in cold rain that never stops!&lt;BR&gt;it is like screaming at the top of my lungs,&lt;BR&gt;but never being heard;&lt;BR&gt;people think I'm absurd;&lt;BR&gt;it hurts like a burn;&lt;BR&gt;that can not be seen;&lt;BR&gt;is it all a dream?&lt;BR&gt;When I awake;&lt;BR&gt;I want to scream!&lt;BR&gt;When will this pain stop?&lt;BR&gt;Truly, I do not know,&lt;BR&gt;only God knows;&lt;BR&gt;when true peace IÂ’ll find!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Do You Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;Tired of spam?  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Mail has the best spam protection around &lt;br&gt;http://mail.yahoo.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248845763275368?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248845763275368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248845763275368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248845763275368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248845763275368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/discomfort.html' title='Discomfort'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248840504717611</id><published>2006-07-09T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:40:05.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious About Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;APRIL 19, 2003&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;DEAR GOD, MY FATHER IN HEAVEN, DONÂ’T YOU KNOW I MISS MY FRIENDS. DONÂ’T YOU KNOW I MISS MY FRIENDS . I KNOW THAT THEY DO WRONG GOD BUT YOU LOVE THE SINNER AND HATE THE SIN THAT THEY DO. THE SADEST PART IN THE WHOLE DEAL IS THAT I PROBABLY WONÂ’T SEE MY FRIENDS FOR A WHILE DEPENDING UPON WHEN THEY COME INTO THE WHEEL CHAIR FITNESS CENTER. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;IÂ’M SORRY GOD FOR BEING CURIOUS ABOUT LOVE. I DONÂ’T EVEN KNOW IF I WILL HAVE A HUSBAND AND IF I DO HAVE A HUSBAND YOU WILL HELP US FIGURE IT OUT FOR OURSELVES. IT IS HARD NOT TO BE CURIOUS THOUGH. IN JESUS NAME I PRAY.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;AMEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! Music Unlimited - Access over 1 million songs. &lt;a href="http://pa.yahoo.com/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=36035/*http://music.yahoo.com/unlimited/  "&gt;Try it free.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248840504717611?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248840504717611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248840504717611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248840504717611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248840504717611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/curious-about-love.html' title='Curious About Love'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248832169257855</id><published>2006-07-09T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:38:41.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp for All</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I WISH I COULD LIVE IN BRENHAM WITH OTHER PHYSICALLY CHALLENGED PEOPLE. I WISH I COULD STAY IN THE CABINS! I WISH I COULD RIDE THE HORSE SMOKE AS MANY TIMES AS I WANTED AND SEE ALL MY FRIENDS AT CAMP FOR ALL. I WANT TO GO DOWN THE ZIP LINE AS MANY TIMES AS I WANTED! BUT I CANÂ’TÂ…Â….SO HEREÂ’S TO DREAMINÂ’. I MISS ALL THOSE FRIENDS AND ALL THE STAFF SO VERY MUCH! I WANT TO GO FOR THREE MONTHS DURING THE SUMMERÂ…Â….HEREÂ’S TO DREAMINÂ’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt; Next-gen email? Have it all with the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=42241/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt; all-new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248832169257855?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248832169257855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248832169257855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248832169257855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248832169257855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/camp-for-all.html' title='Camp for All'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248827669320977</id><published>2006-07-09T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:37:56.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div&gt;March 19, 2003&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I WANT TO LIVE IN A CABIN WITH MY THREE "BUDDY BOYS"! WE WOULD HAVE ATTENDANTS THAT SPECIALIZE IN OUR SPECIFIC MEDICAL NEEDS. WE WOULD ALL UNDERSTAND OUR MEDICAL NECESSITIES. I WOULD WANT TO GO HORSEBACK RIDING, FISHING, CANOEING, ZIP LINING FOR STRESS RELEASE. I WOULD GO A MILE JUST TO SEE MY FRIENDS SMILE. WE WOULD WALK &amp;amp; TALK AND TRASH LIKE THAT. I WANT TO LIVE BY A STREAM. I KNOW THIS IS ONLY A DREAM. WHO CARES AT THIS POINT? I DONÂ’T CARE! SO THIS ISNÂ’T REALITY, BUT IT WOULD BE NICE TO LIVE WITH MY FRIENDS AND GO THROUGH CONFLICT RESOLUTIONS SKILLS &amp;amp; LIVE WITH THEM. IT ALSO ISNÂ’T REALITY BECAUSE I WOULD BE LIVING WITH FIVE MEN, BUT I SEE THEM AS MY FRIENDS UNTIL THE END OF TIME. WE COULD EAT WHATEVER WE WANT. I WOULD LOVE THEM IN SPITE OF WHATEVER THEY DO BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT JESUS TOLD ME TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Want to be your own boss? Learn how on &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=41244/*http://smallbusiness.yahoo.com/r-index"&gt; Yahoo! Small Business.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248827669320977?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248827669320977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248827669320977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248827669320977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248827669320977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/buddy-boys.html' title='Buddy Boys'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248820314119009</id><published>2006-07-09T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:36:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Humor: Brushing Up Your Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=5&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Your walk with Christ is similar to brushing your teeth. Let's see what do you need for brushing your teeth: you need a toothbrush, tooth paste and last time I checked you needed Water!&lt;BR&gt;The facet is the way you get started because you can't get started without the Water! (The word of God) so you get started with the facet going and your brushing your teeth (staying in the word of God) really growing! Like it always does, the telephone rings while you are brushing your teeth (wrongdoings or sin as we affectionately call it!) You try to talk on the telephone with all that tooth paste in your mouth and all that junk (sin) you can't do it trust me I have tried! You have to rinse your mouth with Water (the word of God) then your teeth can be shiny for all to see! Your smile represents your witness for the Lord Jesus Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Talk is cheap. Use Yahoo! Messenger to make PC-to-Phone calls. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman7/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39666/*http://messenger.yahoo.com"&gt; Great rates starting at 1Â¢/min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248820314119009?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248820314119009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248820314119009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248820314119009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248820314119009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-humor-brushing-up-your-soul.html' title='Some Humor: Brushing Up Your Soul'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248813031546742</id><published>2006-07-09T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:35:30.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Attendants1</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;APRIL 18, 2003&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I WAS SUPRISED THIS MORNING WHEN I TOLD MY MOM THAT I MIGHT HAVE TO HAVE SURGERY ON MY FEET. SHE WAS VERY SUPPORTIVE AND I APPRECIATE HER CONCERN FOR ME. I HAVE TO LOVE HER THROUGH HER STRUGGLES AND TEMPTATIONS BECAUSE SHE FEELS AS THOUGH NO ONE IS THERE FOR HER. I RESPECT DR. BROZMANÂ’S OPINION AND I HOPE THAT THE THERAPIST WILL UNDERSTAND HIS PHILOSOPHY. IÂ’M HOPING TO HAVE SURGERY EITHER BEFORE CHASE LEAVES OR AFTER HE COMES BACK FROM FLORIDA. I HOPE THAT HE CAN SEE ME IN THE HOSPITAL. I CRIED THIS MORNING WHEN I THOUGHT THAT BRANDON WONÂ’T COME TO SEE ME IN THE HOSPITAL. I CRIEDÂ….I REALLY DID CRY. I KNOW ITÂ’S ALL SILLY AND STUPID AND SIMPLE BUT THOSE ARE MY FEELINGS AND I CANÂ’T DENY THEM. I AM VERY AWARE THAT GOD HEARD MY PRAYERS. I HAVENÂ’T READ MY BIBLE YET TODAY BECAUSE I FEEL VERY STRONGLY THAT I SHOULD SPEND SO MUCH TIME WITH ERICA BECAUSE SHEÂ’S ONLY HERE APPROXIMATELY 70  HOURS. I ENJOY HER COMPANY SO I WILL PROBABLY READ AT 3 P.M. ALTHOUGH I WOULD APPRECIATE HER HELP IN FINDING MY SCRIPTURES IN MY PURPOSE DRIVEN LIFE BOOK BECAUSE I DIDNÂ’T DO IT YESTERDAY. IT WOULD PROBABLY HELP HER SEEK GOD AND NOT CONCENTRATE ON HER LIFESTYLE SO MUCH. I BELIEVE THAT IS WHAT IÂ’M HERE FOR TO ENCOURAGE PEOPLE AND LOVE PEOPLE INSPITE OF THEMSELVES. AFTER ALL THIS IS WHAT JESUS WOULD DO. SO IÂ’M SORRY BUT I WILL CONTINUE TO LOVE ERICA INSPITE OF THE FACT THAT SHE IS MY ATTENDANT. I DONÂ’T FEEL THE SAME ABOUT RENEE. I KNOW THIS IS BEST. ERICA SAID SHE WAS TIRED SINCE THIS MORNING. SO THAT SHOULD MEAN SHE GOT SCREWED THIS MORNING. WHICH MAKES ME MAD BECAUSE I DONÂ’T HAVE A HUSBAND. I ALSO DONÂ’T HAVE ANY SELF CONTROL TO SPEAK OF. SO I SHOULDNÂ’T TALK ABOUT ERICA BECAUSE IF I COULD WALK I WOULD PROBABLY GET MYSELF IN TROUBLE AND HAVE STDÂ’S. I WOULD HAVE MANY BABIES. MY MOM WOULD PROBABLY BE VERY FRUSTRATED WITH ME LIKE SHE IS WITH MY SISTER. I WOULDNÂ’T SMOKE OR DRINK  BUT I WOULD FEEL GUILTY FOR NOT FOLLOWING GODÂ’S WAY OR TRUTH. I WAS SOME WHAT EXCITED WHEN ERICA SAID SHE IS GOING TO TELL LA RUE BUT THAT ALSO MUST MEAN SHE WANTS TO CONTINUE TO SEE CLARENCE AND I DONÂ’T KNOW WHAT THAT WILL BRING. I LOVE HER AND HAVE MUCH RESPECT FOR HER. SO I WILL PRAY FOR HER. YOU LOVE PEOPLE BUT YOU DONÂ’T LOVE THE SIN THAT THEY DO. THIS IS WHY I PRAISE GOD THAT I CANÂ’T WALK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;  Get on board. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40791/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt;You're invited&lt;/a&gt; to try the new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248813031546742?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248813031546742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248813031546742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248813031546742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248813031546742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-attendants1.html' title='My Attendants1'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248806066863905</id><published>2006-07-09T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:34:20.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Attendants2</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;APRIL 18, 2003&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I WAS SUPRISED THIS MORNING WHEN I TOLD MY MOM THAT I MIGHT HAVE TO HAVE SURGERY ON MY FEET. SHE WAS VERY SUPPORTIVE AND I APPRECIATE HER CONCERN FOR ME. I HAVE TO LOVE HER THROUGH HER STRUGGLES.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I AM VERY AWARE THAT GOD HEARD MY PRAYERS. I HAVENÂ’T READ MY BIBLE YET TODAY BECAUSE I FEEL VERY STRONGLY THAT I SHOULD SPEND SO MUCH TIME WITH MY ATTENDANT. I ENJOY HER COMPANY SO I WILL PROBABLY READ AT 3 P.M. ALTHOUGH I WOULD APPRECIATE HER HELP IN FINDING MY SCRIPTURES IN MY PURPOSE DRIVEN LIFE BOOK BECAUSE I DIDNÂ’T DO IT YESTERDAY. IT WOULD PROBABLY HELP HER SEEK GOD AND NOT CONCENTRATE ON HER LIFESTYLE SO MUCH. I BELIEVE THAT IS WHAT IÂ’M HERE FOR TO ENCOURAGE PEOPLE AND LOVE PEOPLE INSPITE OF THEMSELVES. AFTER ALL THIS IS WHAT JESUS WOULD DO. SO IÂ’M SORRY BUT I WILL CONTINUE TO LOVE ERICA INSPITE OF THE FACT THAT SHE IS MY ATTENDANT. SHE DOESNÂ’T HAVE ANY  SELF CONTROL. I ALSO DONÂ’T HAVE ANY SELF CONTROL TO SPEAK OF. SO I SHOULDNÂ’T TALK ABOUT MY ATTENDANT BECAUSE IF I COULD WALK I WOULD PROBABLY GET MYSELF IN TROUBLE AND HAVE STDÂ’S. I WOULD HAVE MANY BABIES. MY MOM WOULD PROBABLY BE VERY FRUSTRATED WITH ME . I WOULDNÂ’T SMOKE OR DRINK BUT I WOULD FEEL GUILTY FOR NOT FOLLOWING GODÂ’S WAY OR TRUTH. YOU LOVE PEOPLE BUT YOU DONÂ’T LOVE THE SIN THAT THEY DO. THIS IS WHY I PRAISE GOD THAT I CANÂ’T WALK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 	 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sneak preview the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt; all-new Yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's not radically different. Just radically better.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248806066863905?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248806066863905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248806066863905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248806066863905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248806066863905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-attendants2.html' title='My Attendants2'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248798646970061</id><published>2006-07-09T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T14:06:32.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As You are Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are leaving;&lt;br /&gt;never stop believing,&lt;br /&gt;in the one who paid the ultimate price!&lt;br /&gt;As you are leaving;&lt;br /&gt;never stop "spreading the fragrance of christ";&lt;br /&gt;in order that you may win the prize;&lt;br /&gt;I'll step aside;&lt;br /&gt;since I can not be your bride;&lt;br /&gt;you would say, "kelli anne, don't look to your side,&lt;br /&gt;look up! God will show you the way in his time!"&lt;br /&gt;I'll never have the opportunity to share with you the deepest part of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;because you want to tell that story of old,&lt;br /&gt;the story of glory!&lt;br /&gt;To which I would say, "go on, my jodey, go on!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;just so you will know,&lt;br /&gt;from my heart you will never depart!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poem written for: jodey&lt;br /&gt;in memory of his departure!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr size="1"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248798646970061?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248798646970061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248798646970061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248798646970061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248798646970061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-you-are-leaving.html' title='As You are Leaving'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115248786694018524</id><published>2006-07-09T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:31:06.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marnie Paul Arts Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;ALL ABOUT ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/U&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align=center&gt;I GO TO ST. DAVIDÂ’S FOUR OR FIVE TIMES A WEEK NOW. I TAKE DANCE CLASSES AT MARNIE PAUL ARTS CENTER. I ASPIRE TO HELP MY FRIENDS KNOW MORE ABOUT GOD AND MORE ABOUT JESUS. I ASPIRE TO LEARN MORE ABOUT YOGA AND DANCING. I ASPIRE TO LEARN ABOUT SPINAL CORD INJURY AND HOW THEY COULD INTERACT WITH ME. I LOVE MY LIFE BUT THEREÂ’S SO MUCH MORE I WANT TO KNOW. TO BE REAL HONEST, I DONÂ’T EVEN KNOW IF MY FRIENDS WILL EVER LOVE ME AS MUCH AS I LOVE THEM, BUT I CAN ONLY HOPE. I HOPE THAT ALL THE PEOPLE AT MARNIE PAUL ARTS CENTER ARENÂ’T MAD AT ME BECAUSE I AM MORE ACTIVE AT ST. DAVIDÂ’S NOW, BECAUSE I STILL WANT TO DANCE WITH THOMAS SOMEDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! Messenger with Voice. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman1/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39663/*http://voice.yahoo.com"&gt;Make PC-to-Phone Calls&lt;/a&gt; to the US (and 30+ countries) for 2Â¢/min or less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115248786694018524?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115248786694018524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115248786694018524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248786694018524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115248786694018524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/07/marnie-paul-arts-center.html' title='Marnie Paul Arts Center'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115127847853667289</id><published>2006-06-25T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T16:34:38.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 25 Thoughts from Isaiah 32 and Matthew 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isaiah 32:2b states:"like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land." 32:3 states&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Then the eyes of those who see will no longer be closed...." The rock is Jesus.&amp;nbsp; God calls Himself the living water. Those who drink the water will never thirst again. Meaning salvation.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Matthew 15:31 states: The people were amazed when they saw the mute speaking, the crippled made well, the lame walking and the blind seeing.&amp;nbsp; And they praised the God of Israel."&amp;nbsp; Jesus healed and those around saw the miracles He could do.&amp;nbsp; Jesus still does miracles today!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;This clearly reminds me of Jesus in Isaiah 32---halleljah fit!&amp;nbsp; Praise the Lord, Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 	 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sneak preview the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt; all-new Yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's not radically different. Just radically better.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115127847853667289?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115127847853667289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115127847853667289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115127847853667289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115127847853667289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-25-thoughts-from-isaiah-32-and.html' title='June 25 Thoughts from Isaiah 32 and Matthew 15'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115101431664658804</id><published>2006-06-22T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:11:56.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 21, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isaiah 31: This chapter reminds me of magesty, strengh and power of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Isaiah 41: God has taken away my sin from life; the chaff.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Isaiah 40:28 I will put my hope in the Lord, for the Lord is the strength of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Yahoo! Messenger with Voice. &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman1/*http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=39663/*http://voice.yahoo.com"&gt;Make PC-to-Phone Calls&lt;/a&gt; to the US (and 30+ countries) for 2Â¢/min or less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115101431664658804?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115101431664658804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115101431664658804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115101431664658804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115101431664658804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-21-2006.html' title='June 21, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115101382246980100</id><published>2006-06-22T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:03:42.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 19, 2006</title><content type='html'>God is God.&amp;nbsp; He is the only God and He will give to whoever He pleases. That is all for today.&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 	 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Sneak preview the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40762/*http://www.yahoo.com/preview"&gt; all-new Yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's not radically different. Just radically better.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115101382246980100?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115101382246980100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115101382246980100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115101382246980100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115101382246980100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-19-2006.html' title='June 19, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115073507361515244</id><published>2006-06-19T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T09:37:54.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 18, 2006</title><content type='html'>In one way I am glad I moved back to my Mom and Dad's house after I found out about my health&amp;nbsp; condition, but&amp;nbsp; I'd rather be on my own in my own apartment. Last night after my brother left,&amp;nbsp; I had Mom write something for me.&amp;nbsp; I said "God, please help me trust you when I think about my wheelchair, my apartment and&amp;nbsp;the condition I am now in.&amp;nbsp; Whose ever faught&amp;nbsp; it is, help me to trust in you.&amp;nbsp; I just thought of something-- you make beauty out of ashes.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Lord.&amp;nbsp; Just now Lord, I heard Mom and Dad fighting over a simple thing of saying thank you.&amp;nbsp; Who ever says thank you, it doesn't matter, just as long as we say "thank you" to YOU."  &lt;div&gt;I miss my friend Misty.&amp;nbsp; Not only who she is but because she reminds me of my apartment life.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could go as much as she does and go work out again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;Do you Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt; Next-gen email? Have it all with the &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/evt=40791/*http://advision.webevents.yahoo.com/handraisers"&gt; all-new Yahoo! Mail Beta.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115073507361515244?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115073507361515244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115073507361515244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115073507361515244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115073507361515244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-18-2006.html' title='June 18, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115048040283778469</id><published>2006-06-16T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:53:22.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE THINGS I MISS ABOUT BEING PHYSICALLY CHALLENGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt; &lt;P&gt;09/07/01 6:16:43 PM&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;THE THINGS I MISS ABOUT BEING PHYSICALLY  CHALLENGED:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;DRIVING: I COULD DRIVE TO SOMEONE'S HOUSE IMMEDIATELY IF THEY  WERE IN CRITICAL CRISIS AND PRAY FOR THEM. HOLD THEM WHILE THEY CRY!&lt;BR&gt;HOLD  CHILDREN WHEN THEY CRY WITHOUT OTHERS FEARING THAT I WOULD DROP THEIR  CHILD!&lt;BR&gt;DRIVING:&lt;BR&gt;ALSO BECAUSE I COULD GET A PROFESSIONAL POSITION WITH TODD  PHILLIPS AND MY PARENTS WORKING WOULD NOT WORRY ABOUT MY ARRANGEMENTS!&lt;BR&gt;DURING  MY MINISTRY BREAKS, (AS IF THERE ARE ANY) I COULD GO HAVE A "SPIRITUAL BREAK"  WITH MY FRIEND JODEY AND PAY ATTENTION TO HIS SPIRITUAL NEEDS (WHETHER IT EE  THAT HE NEEDS TO CRY, LAUGH OR BE SILENCE. ONLY AFTER THAT, WOULD WE TALK ABOUT  PRESIDENT BUSH!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;IF I COULD WALK, I WOULD NOT HAVE A PROBLEM GETTING ON MY  KNEES WITHOUT PAIN!&lt;BR&gt;IF I COULD WALK, I WOULDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM SITTING ON A  STOOL!&lt;BR&gt;IF I COULD WALK, I COULD WALK ACROSS THE STAGE WITH MY BIBLE, AND SAY,  "WELL, AMEN! BLESS God! Hallelujah fit!... would you stand with me all over this  place...!"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115048040283778469?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115048040283778469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115048040283778469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115048040283778469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115048040283778469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-i-miss-about-being-physically.html' title='THE THINGS I MISS ABOUT BEING PHYSICALLY CHALLENGED'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115047998903887377</id><published>2006-06-16T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:46:29.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage 9/24/01</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I AM READY FOR OPEN COMMUNICATION!&lt;BR&gt;I AM READY FOR CONFLICT  RESOLVE!&lt;BR&gt;I AM READY TO SEE HOW GOD WILL HELP US PREVAIL!&lt;BR&gt;I WANT TO KNOW  OUR DIFFERENCES!&lt;BR&gt;I WANT TO KNOW OUR SIMILARITIES!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I SAY, "LIVE YOUR  LIFE OUT OF LOVING JESUS AND/OR GOD AND EVERYTHING ELSE WILL FOLLOW."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"I  LOVE GOD AND SERVE HIM AND KNOW HIM, SO WHERE IS THE EVERYTHING ELSE?"&lt;BR&gt;SO IF  I KNOW HIM AND SERVE HIM, WHY AM I EVEN ASKING THE QUESTION?"THE BIBLE SAYS SEEK  FIRST THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN AND ALL THESE THINGS WILL BE ADDED UNTO YOU.&lt;BR&gt;IF I  HAVE TO ASK THE QUESTION, AM I REALLY SEEKING HIM&lt;BR&gt;THIS WHOLE THING IS SO  COMPLICATED, I SHOULD GO BACK TO WHAT I KNOW! &lt;BR&gt;THROUGH MY PAIN, I PUT ONE  FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER, BREAK THE SERPENT'S NECK AND THROW HIS BONES INTO  THE "TRASH CAN OF LIFE!" AND TELL PEOPLE ABOUT JESUS!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115047998903887377?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115047998903887377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115047998903887377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115047998903887377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115047998903887377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/marriage-92401.html' title='Marriage 9/24/01'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-115007054956288155</id><published>2006-06-11T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:02:29.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 11, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Additions to Hosea 10&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Look forward not back because if you look back it may cause sin in your  life.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Hosea 11&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;The Lord took my computer away because the Simsgame was my sin of  choice.&amp;nbsp; Now He gave my computer back to be because He knows I will use it  to glorify Him.&amp;nbsp; "My heart has changed within me says the Lord.&amp;nbsp; I  will not have wrath on them.&amp;nbsp; All my compassion is aroused.&amp;nbsp; I will  not carry out my fierce anger."&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-115007054956288155?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/115007054956288155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=115007054956288155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115007054956288155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/115007054956288155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-11-2006.html' title='June 11, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-114986913443415542</id><published>2006-06-09T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:05:34.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 9, 2006</title><content type='html'>I want to be connected to the true vine which is Jesus.&amp;nbsp; The true fruits of the Spirit will have joy, peace, patience, faithfulness and self control.&amp;nbsp; That is the only way to have peace in life. Hosea 10&amp;nbsp; John 15:1-8 Vine reference&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Do You Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;Tired of spam?  Yahoo! 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Mail has the best spam protection around &lt;br&gt;http://mail.yahoo.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-114986900761504441?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/114986900761504441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=114986900761504441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/114986900761504441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/114986900761504441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-8-2006.html' title='June 8, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-114986894835295643</id><published>2006-06-09T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:02:28.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 6, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;Hosea 8&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;For me the computer symbolizes the wicked Israel and until I stopped playing on the&amp;nbsp; computer and&amp;nbsp; consecrating myself to the Lord, I never got so much from Him. The Bible is true. If we keep on minds on the things above and not on the things of this earth, God will sincerely bless us.&amp;nbsp; (&amp;nbsp;3 Col 2)&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;I listen to music and read books, but since the onset of this condition, I remember where I am, but I also remember where I am going.&amp;nbsp; (Phil 1:21-24)&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;When I woke up this morning I was in severe pain.&amp;nbsp; I just continued thinking about Heaven and how glorious it is going to be.&amp;nbsp; I won't be tired anymore.&amp;nbsp; I won't be stressful to anyone anymore.&amp;nbsp; The only thing I can think about is how much my family will miss me, but on days like today, I think about Heaven a lot .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;I want to have my Mom massage my feet now. I will write again  soon.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Do You Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;Tired of spam?  Yahoo! 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(2 Thes. 5)&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Do You Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;Tired of spam?  Yahoo! 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Mail has the best spam protection around &lt;br&gt;http://mail.yahoo.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-114986878450452842?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/114986878450452842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=114986878450452842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/114986878450452842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/114986878450452842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-2-2006.html' title='June 2, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-114986864030957896</id><published>2006-06-09T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T08:57:20.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 28, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;What I have learned through Bible so far today from Isaiah 28:6 &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;1) Don't play games with my life.&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;2) God has programmed my heart to love the Lord.&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;3) God the rock is strong; stand on the rock&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV&gt;4) Stay with me through your sickness.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#32;__________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;Do You Yahoo!?&lt;br&gt;Tired of spam?  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Mail has the best spam protection around &lt;br&gt;http://mail.yahoo.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29309080-114986857639825416?l=kelli-larson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/feeds/114986857639825416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29309080&amp;postID=114986857639825416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/114986857639825416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29309080/posts/default/114986857639825416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelli-larson.blogspot.com/2006/06/may-27-2006.html' title='May 27, 2006'/><author><name>Kelli Larson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08273949079905255233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29309080.post-114954403395896509</id><published>2006-06-05T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:47:13.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of Kelli Anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got an operation that went bad in November 2005.&amp;nbsp; I got an infection in my spine, which turned into spinal meningitis.&amp;nbsp; The doctor said that from my spinal meningitis, I received my condition that I have now.&amp;nbsp; It is some sort of nerve condition.&amp;nbsp; I'm not as active now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have accepted my condition. I read in the Bible where Paul said he was torn between two worlds. He knew he had work to do here on Earth but he knew Heaven would be glorious.&amp;nbsp; This is how I look at life now.&amp;nbsp; Some days are harder than other days.&amp;nbsp; If God has something for me to do here, then fine.&amp;nbsp; If I am chosen to go up to Heaven, that's okay too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I have written stories earlier in my life before I had the onset of this condition.&amp;nbsp; I lived independently and had a voice activated computer system.&amp;nbsp; Now that I don't have a voice activation system,&amp;nbsp; my Mom is writing this particular part of my  story.&amp;nbsp; The rest I wrote on my own with my own thoughts and inspirations.&amp;nbsp; Most of my writing contain stories about my friend Jody A. and my other adventures with friends in wheel chairs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; 		&lt;hr size=1&gt;How low will we go? Check out Yahoo! 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