<?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-34437211</id><updated>2012-01-21T14:21:19.094-08:00</updated><category term='2009 senior games'/><category term='Shot put'/><title type='text'>Karen's Devotions</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a selected collection of my devotions e-published on Daily Devotions, Journey Christian Church, Irvine, California; George Bragg, Editor.  To join the mailing list, email George, gbragg@cox.net.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5127234348540945924</id><published>2012-01-21T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T14:21:19.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings and Salutations!</title><content type='html'>First Published January 20, 2012                          &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;I Timothy 1:1-2&lt;br /&gt;Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus according to the commandment of God our Savior, and of Christ Jesus, who is our hope, to Timothy, my true child in the faith: Grace, mercy and peace from God the Father and Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;In the American culture alone there are dozens of ways to greet one another.  Gestures such as a handshake are general and accepted among strangers.  Other greetings such as a hug, a kiss, a salute, a bow, or a curtsey acknowledge a certain relationship and respect along with the greeting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In informal written correspondence, often Americans write “Dear _______” at the beginning and “Sincerely, _________” at the end.  More often in emails I write “Hi ____” and just sign my name at the end.  Though we tend to use very short written salutations, I think there is much to be learned from salutations in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In I Timothy 1:1-2 Paul gives a lengthy “To – From” greeting establishing himself and his purpose.  This is intended for Timothy, yet God and Jesus are noted five times total.  Of course both Paul and Timothy were Believers, and still Paul references the source of his faith and hope, Jesus Christ.  The letter is deeply enriched by the eloquent salutation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean for us?  I am not suggesting that we cover our written messages with a lengthy testimony.  Nor am I saying that we just ignore today’s verses, citing cultural differences. Let’s examine what we might do to sincerely and effectively communicate our faith and hope in Jesus Christ in our salutations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I intend to sign my email correspondences and letters with the reference to today’s verses. I pray you will also join in this exercise and include a Bible verse in your greetings.  Let us proclaim our faith just a little bit further and a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Karen Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;I Timothy 1:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2012 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5127234348540945924?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5127234348540945924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5127234348540945924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5127234348540945924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5127234348540945924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2012/01/greetings-and-salutations.html' title='Greetings and Salutations!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-8354539268550794595</id><published>2012-01-04T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:22:17.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Lights</title><content type='html'>First Published January 2, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 146:6&lt;br /&gt;He is the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them—&lt;br /&gt;He remains faithful forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever seen the aurora borealis, you know of the visual spectacular illuminating show of glowing dancing lights.  The lights of the aurora are the collisions between electrically charged particles from the sun entering the earth’s atmosphere.  Occurring near the magnetic poles, the aurora borealis (North Pole) and aurora Australis (South Pole) are cyclic, peaking about every 11 years with a three-year window.  With today’s technology you may view videos of past phenomena online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a teen when I had the opportunity to be in Norway about a year before the aurora peaked in 1975.  I got a glimpse of some greenish lights shimmering in the sky around midnight.  It was one of the most amazing things I’d ever seen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the rapids of waterfalls, to the miracle of birth, we have all seen evidence of the greatness of God.  But, do we take our omnipotent creator for granted?  Do we live in our own little boxed world?  No, we mustn’t!  We need to acknowledge his handiwork and proclaim His greatness with exuberance, with joy, and with purpose!  Great is the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today pick a favorite wonder in this world and tell someone about how great God is for creating it.  Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great are you, Lord!  Praise your wonderful creation and the hands that formed it.  The wonderment of your power may be seen each and every hour.  May people continue to open their eyes and see you through creation.  In Jesus’ name I pray, amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2012, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-8354539268550794595?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/8354539268550794595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=8354539268550794595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8354539268550794595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8354539268550794595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2012/01/northern-lights.html' title='Northern Lights'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-9057809546286405604</id><published>2012-01-04T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:20:24.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Come All Ye Faithful</title><content type='html'>First Published December 21, 2011&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,&lt;br /&gt;O come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;Come and behold Him, born the King of angels;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come, let us adore Him,&lt;br /&gt;O come, let us adore Him,&lt;br /&gt;O come, let us adore Him,&lt;br /&gt;Christ the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;One of the most beloved Christmas carols is “O Come All Ye Faithful.”  The Latin lyrics “Adeste Fideles,” are attributed to John F. Wade, and the English translation is by Frederick Oakeley.  I’ve sung those words many times, yet I still wonder what they may have really meant. How does this carol written almost 700 years ago continue to have an impact on us today?&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;God is faithful, who has called you into fellowship with his Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. &lt;br /&gt; I Corinthians 1:9&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the first phrase reflects a loud proclaimed invitation to focus your spiritual journey on the wondrous birth of Jesus Christ.  This is opened to “All Ye Faithful.”  Does this refer to all who are in Christ?  Or perhaps, is this arms-opened invite for everyone who seeks to trust God’s own faithfulness?  I think the latter gives mankind hope through God’s kept his promise of redemption through the birth of his Son.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the verse tells of our attitude.  We are “joyful and triumphant” [!!!]  We are then urged to remember that the earthly beginnings of Jesus were real. Bethlehem is a real place, but Jesus is of royal lineage.  He was “born the King of angels.”  Then a simple reiterated command shapes the rest of the verse. “O come, let us adore Him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are drawn to read more verses, consider the Center for Church Music, http://songsandhymns.org/hymns/detail/o-come-all-ye-faithful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas season; let’s remember God’s faithfulness to us and to respond to the celebration of his Son’s birth with our own faithfulness in Him.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;O come, let us adore Him,&lt;br /&gt;Christ the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-9057809546286405604?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/9057809546286405604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=9057809546286405604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/9057809546286405604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/9057809546286405604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-come-all-ye-faithful.html' title='O Come All Ye Faithful'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3835615652590549786</id><published>2011-12-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:30:19.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Wish Book</title><content type='html'>First Published December 7, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the giant Sears Wish Book Christmas Gift catalog?  The first issue of this retail holiday staple came out in 1933.  For 60 years customers eagerly awaited the annual tome full of color photos of items especially advertised for gift giving.  When I was young the catalog was delivered via post around the first week of November.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband says that in his youth the catalog got dog-eared fast and that his brother learned to read from it.  Twenty years later, we would look for the mailman to deliver a postcard, which we took to the nearest Sears store and redeemed it for the catalog. Today, another twenty years later, we simply browse the special e-catalog edition using the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting things is a real human characteristic. The issue is that bringing your wish list to a wish book containing more things than one could normally use in a lifetime appeals to our greed rather than our need.  Or at the very least, we can see what we don’t have compared to somebody else.  All of this can lead to jealousy, anger, and spite.  Instead, we have the ability and privilege of asking for anything of God through prayer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; &lt;br /&gt;knock and the door will be opened to you.  Matthew 7:7&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;With the realization that in Christ our sin debt has been paid in full, we may bring our wish list directly to God.  He will provide us with everything through his plan of salvation. Who needs a wish book, when we have access to the author of the Good Book!?&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;But seek ye first his kingdom and his righteousness, &lt;br /&gt;and all these things will be given to you as well.   Matthew 6:33&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;In this season of giving gifts, Lord, we are so tempted to fill up our wish list from a wish book.  Help me freely present all my desires to you.  I confess your Lordship through your Son, acknowledge His death and resurrection as the redemption for my sins, and ask for things based upon your will for my life.  Praise your name! Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3835615652590549786?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3835615652590549786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3835615652590549786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3835615652590549786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3835615652590549786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/12/real-wish-book.html' title='The Real Wish Book'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5992643673999786431</id><published>2011-11-14T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:32:57.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphosis</title><content type='html'>First Published October 17, 2011       &lt;br /&gt;John 3:3&lt;br /&gt;Jesus replied, “Very truly I tell you,&lt;br /&gt;no one can see the Kingdom of God unless they are born again.” &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I’m certain that this statement from Jesus has perplexed people from the time he uttered it and even today.  Many of his words remain a mystery, but today’s verse I believe may have a parallel example in our everyday world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently attended the California premiere of Illustra Media's production of Metamorphosis (http://illustramedia.com/), the intriguing documentary about the mystery of the transformation of caterpillars into butterflies.  I was thrilled to be in the auditorium for two reasons.  First, when I was very young, I wrote a report on the Monarch Butterfly and was proud of my third grade brilliance and artwork.  Also, I was curious to see how Illustra's Lad Allen and Jerry Harned would reveal God's handiwork in this amazing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not disappointed on either count.  Flashbacks of my neatly handwritten report confirmed the eloquent images and general information about the life of butterflies, particularly the Monarch.  And the arguments supporting a creative maker who designed such a wondrous event as metamorphosis were equally solid and beautifully presented.  I praised God for the ability for Man today to unlock many of these secrets that once remained silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: &lt;br /&gt;The old has gone, the new is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Paul mean when he said in Christ we are a new creation?  Think of the many contrasts between the old life of the caterpillar and the new life of the butterfly.  The caterpillar has limited mobility and constantly eats.  The new butterfly has the ability of flight, multi-sensory antennae, long legs, and compound eyes, not to mention the beautiful wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the butterfly emerges from its chrysalis, the old self is gone.  It is no longer a caterpillar.  It’s as if it was born anew.  I think Paul was saying that believing in Christ is as wonderful as the butterfly’s metamorphosis.  Our new life is so different from the old one, that it is as if we were born again as new creatures. Wow!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Romans 6:4&lt;br /&gt;We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, &lt;br /&gt;just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, &lt;br /&gt;we too may live a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5992643673999786431?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5992643673999786431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5992643673999786431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5992643673999786431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5992643673999786431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/11/metamorphosis.html' title='Metamorphosis'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5926727322457230708</id><published>2011-11-14T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T17:44:01.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Profit Margins</title><content type='html'>First Published October 31, 2011&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;My father was a businessman.  Over his lifetime he owned several businesses including the grocery store in which I grew up.  I learned a lot from working in the family store, observing how my parents ran the business, and how they interacted with people.  My father told me often that there are two ways people remain rich in the business world.  They spend less than they make, or they make more than they spend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very true that our life in Christ is not a business.  Grace and love from God the Father through the sacrifice of His Son Jesus are contrary to our Western business sense.  However, since we are familiar with the notion of making and spending money, we will see how business and finance terms relate to an enriched spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we must remember that our God is Lord over everything, and He is creator of both the spiritually rich and the spiritually poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:2&lt;br /&gt;Rich and poor have this in common: The Lord is the Maker of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Material things will not last, but your good character is a perpetual gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:1&lt;br /&gt;A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Put God first in your life and you will profit with valuable treasure: salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 33:6&lt;br /&gt;He will be the sure foundation for your times, a rich store of salvation and wisdom and knowledge; the fear of the Lord is the key to this treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:4&lt;br /&gt;Humility is the fear of the Lord; its wages are riches and honor and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s an enriched adage: People grow spiritually rich in life by giving of themselves that which God abundantly supplies: salvation, wisdom, knowledge, and good character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5926727322457230708?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5926727322457230708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5926727322457230708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5926727322457230708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5926727322457230708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/11/profit-margins.html' title='Profit Margins'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3510585351542282819</id><published>2011-10-06T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:53:21.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Did It!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wjFnyCE73A/To6SEysdRgI/AAAAAAAAADo/sxDFiDVuzpo/s1600/Jeff%2527sFirstSolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622392676664834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wjFnyCE73A/To6SEysdRgI/AAAAAAAAADo/sxDFiDVuzpo/s320/Jeff%2527sFirstSolo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff's First Solo&lt;br /&gt;October 4, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9HOO4Z0ZIk/To6Qt2GfLsI/AAAAAAAAADg/YJtpZWh6-ls/s1600/KarensFirstSolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 269px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660620898942529218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9HOO4Z0ZIk/To6Qt2GfLsI/AAAAAAAAADg/YJtpZWh6-ls/s320/KarensFirstSolo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First Solo&lt;br /&gt;September 23, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3510585351542282819?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3510585351542282819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3510585351542282819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3510585351542282819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3510585351542282819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-did-it.html' title='We Did It!!!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wjFnyCE73A/To6SEysdRgI/AAAAAAAAADo/sxDFiDVuzpo/s72-c/Jeff%2527sFirstSolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4245378075647046894</id><published>2011-09-11T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T17:35:44.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps to Serenity</title><content type='html'>First Published Friday, September 9, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:15a &lt;br /&gt;“Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts.” &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you been stung by cruel words by a brother or sister in Christ? Maybe someone has the gift of criticism.  It hurts. Bad. But our Heavenly Father God revealed in the Scriptures a way to heal your seared heart.  Consider the following steps to restoring peace in Jesus Christ. I am excerpting and paraphrasing from Dr. Ralph Wilson, www.joyfulheart.com/maturity/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.	Sanctified : Join the ranks of Moses, Job, Jeremiah, Paul, and Jesus &lt;br /&gt;“We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.  We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.” (2 Corinthians 4:8-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me.  Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.” (Matthew 5:11-12 NRSV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.	Squelch the Sting: Don’t fester bitterness&lt;br /&gt;“Love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back.  Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. (Luke 6:35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.	Serve Christ&lt;br /&gt;“Render service with enthusiasm as to the Lord and not to men and women, knowing that whatever good we do, we will receive the same again from the Lord, whether we are slaves or free.” (Ephesians 6:7-8 NRSV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.	Set a New Pattern: Encourage&lt;br /&gt;“For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in.” (Matthew 25:35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, This may not be the last time I am hurt by a fellow believer, but I have the assurance through the blood of Christ, that I can have serenity.  Help me to heal so that your mercy and love may be evident in my life.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4245378075647046894?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4245378075647046894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4245378075647046894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4245378075647046894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4245378075647046894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/09/steps-to-serenity.html' title='Steps to Serenity'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1184937873714498997</id><published>2011-08-22T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T17:54:22.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>First Published August 22, 2011                                            &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 4:14&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, &lt;br /&gt;Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, it was a “down” weekend.  On Friday due to my lack of planning and laziness, I messed up.  On Saturday I was uncomfortable in the hot weather and was a grouch.  On Sunday I got my feelings hurt and questioned my worth.  Monday was a holiday and again I spent a lot of time and money because I didn’t plan ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now notice the pronoun that described my weekend. “I” is a very selfish word sometimes. But, here “I” am the one that needs to turn my downs into ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I” went to the Lord in prayer and made a commitment to be a diligent manager of my time.  “I” prayed that I could be mindful of the weather and stay hydrated. “I” prayed for the person who hurt my pride and asked that I never question my worth, because God’s love makes me important.  Finally, I prayed that my faith does not waiver, but that during this down time, I grow stronger and closer to my God who made the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, squelch my feelings of insignificance. Give me wisdom to plan, and help me to pay attention to my health.  Most of all Lord, please nurture my faith in you through your son Jesus Christ.  Despite my down days, you are always there to comfort and to heal, just as he comforted and healed. In his name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:3&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1184937873714498997?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1184937873714498997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1184937873714498997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1184937873714498997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1184937873714498997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/08/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4242093473524893740</id><published>2011-08-03T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:14:14.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Function Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First Published August 3, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 11:27&lt;br /&gt;Whoever seeks good finds favor, but evil comes to one who searches for it.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Okay everyone, it’s that time again!  Let’s get ready for math lesson #772!  If you have already had algebra (whether you liked it or not), just sit on your hands for a spell so you don’t spend your time waving frantically that you know the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematical rules known as functions have a special property that when a value is inserted into the function, one and only one value results.  For instance let x be the input variable and y be the output variable.  Given function y = x times x , if x = 5 then y = 25.  Now, consider x = y times y and x = 25 is the input, then y could equal 5 or -5.  This is not a function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set of all legal input values of a function is called the domain.  And the set of output values from the domain is called the range.  Sometimes this concept is illustrated by the “Function Machine,” a fictitious contraption commonly drawn on the chalk-board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To change the range of a function, you must change the domain (make exceptions) or change the function.  In life, we all have to deal with bad things.  Whether we encounter sins inflicted upon us or produce our own sins, trials are out there.  The “domain” of life will not change. We get sick and we made wrong choices. What can change is how we handle bad things.  We may choose a “function” that reflects the influence of God’s grace, or we may choose a “function” that leads to more sin and prevents others from seeing God’s glory and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special “function” I’m talking about is Jesus Christ. Living life through him changes the range from misery to peace, hope, and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” Matthew 7:7&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I am here.  I am asking.  I am seeking.  I am knocking.  Please let Christ be the function in my life.  In his name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4242093473524893740?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4242093473524893740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4242093473524893740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4242093473524893740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4242093473524893740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/08/function-machine.html' title='The Function Machine'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6187798950991282315</id><published>2011-06-05T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T06:49:54.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspectives</title><content type='html'>First Published June 3, 2011&lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;br /&gt;Psalms 131:1-3&lt;br /&gt;You have searched me, Lord, and you know me.&lt;br /&gt;You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.  &lt;br /&gt;You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;While I was on my way to teach a class I approached two coeds, one talking to the other rather loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just don’t get it. People are just so into themselves, talking about themselves; on and on. They just talk on and…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped mid sentence, finally the speaker noticed me paying attention to his speech.  I passed by the two along the walkway and spun on my heel when the silence broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just don’t get it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the complexity of life involves our viewpoint or perspective.  Yet we understand the idea of perspective.  For example, one of the many first year assignments my friends in college majoring in architecture had involved drawing an object from different perspectives. It was interesting to see some of the vantage points drawn of plants, buildings, and people.  All drawings are of the same subject, yet all of the views are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example involves an article from a parenting magazine I read decades ago.  The author suggested that parents of babies and toddlers sit on the floor looking for things to get into.  Her point was for parents to get a different perspective of the surroundings in order to help baby-proof a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third example everyone can relate to.  All of us once were children.  I for one remember the many times I did not understand the actions of my parents.  Sometimes I didn’t like it, but from their perspective, they acted accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never completely understand God’s actions.  My own list of “why’s” seems endless.  However, we can take comfort that his perspective is all encompassing, and we can make an effort to take perspective into account with other people.  Prayer is the first and most effective way to gain the perspective of what someone else is experiencing.  Secondly, be a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today let’s pray that God will open our eyes to others’ perspective, giving us a deeper understanding of our fellow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6187798950991282315?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6187798950991282315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6187798950991282315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6187798950991282315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6187798950991282315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/06/perspectives.html' title='Perspectives'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3093765469483201108</id><published>2011-05-23T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:59:12.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Warrior</title><content type='html'>First Published May 20, 2011&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the Lord, who daily bears our burden, The God who is our salvation. Selah. (Psalms 68:19)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Friday morning.  Early.  Too early?  Exercise show is on.  Must move it or lose it.  Focus. Get shirt and shorts on.  Stretch.  Pick up the pace.  Aerobic time.  Sweat and  cleanse. Focus on the rewards.  What?  The video says to do exercise every day? I’ll just double up 4 days into the weekend.  Yes.  Got to stay healthy.  Got to focus.  Workout.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Give us each day our daily bread. (Matthew 6:11)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I chose sleeping in over jumping jacks and toe-touches.  I’ll catch up tomorrow.  Besides, I’m in good shape.  A day skipped won’t matter much.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;And He was saying to them all, “If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself,&lt;br /&gt; and take up his cross daily and follow Me. (Luke 9:23)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can’t get motivated again.  This exercise thing was good for a while.  It’s a lot of work. I’ve got other things to do. Excuses. Excuses. Excuses.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Therefore repent and return, so that your sins may be wiped away, in order that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord; (Acts 3:19)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wow, look at the scale. My clothes don’t fit.  I feel miserable.  But, I don’t want any help.  Let me be.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,&lt;br /&gt; let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles.  &lt;br /&gt;And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us…(Hebrew 12:1)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You mean I’m not alone in this?  I don’t have to be a weekend army of one?  Yes, I need to let God help me persevere. &lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;But, encourage one another daily, as long as it is called “Today,” … (Hebrew 3:13)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hear you Lord.  I pray that a brother or sister in the faith will help me to be diligent daily; to be consistent, and not be just a Weekend Warrior in any aspect of my life. Let their presence be a reminder that you will not leave me to handle challenges alone. And also help me to be there to encourage another in your name. Hallelujah! Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3093765469483201108?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3093765469483201108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3093765469483201108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3093765469483201108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3093765469483201108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/05/weekend-warrior.html' title='Weekend Warrior'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3552511324855476039</id><published>2011-05-04T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T06:50:31.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting the Bar</title><content type='html'>First Published May 4, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:2&lt;br /&gt;Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.  Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is - his good, pleasing and perfect will.                                                              &lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt; Recently I was watching a television show host interviewing a prominent actor.  His career spanned decades during which time he had the opportunity to play many roles on stage and on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host asked several questions about the actor’s goals when he was young.  The actor had many aspirations, some changing over time.  Yet, he took the time to hone his craft of acting, earning him academy awards.  The actor also spent time learning other skills for which he received praise among artists and musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the host asked about what advice the actor had for young people, the actor said that they should not have high expectations.  They should not have high standards in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the host probe this line of thinking? Nope.  I was stunned that this renowned actor would advocate mediocrity.  He was missing a crucial point about life.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable – if anything is excellent or praiseworthy – think about such things. (Philippians 4:8)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In Philippians 4:8 we see Paul summing up his proclamation about the secret of true joy in life (vs 4-7).  This exhortation includes prayer, thanksgiving, and gentleness, which then is capped with excellent thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our soul is constantly under attack by temptations and our first line of defense is our mind. Sing for Joy.  Shout for Joy. Praise the Almighty aloud. Set the bar high by filling our mind with excellent things, and joy will surely follow.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I pray for those who accept mediocrity, for their joy is not full.  Please help us all to set the bar toward excellence, that our joy and walk in you may be great.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3552511324855476039?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3552511324855476039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3552511324855476039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3552511324855476039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3552511324855476039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/05/setting-bar.html' title='Setting the Bar'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5198721000983002866</id><published>2011-04-15T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T08:45:06.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>First Published April 15, 2011      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 136:1.26 (NIV) &lt;br /&gt;“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good.  His love endures forever.  &lt;br /&gt;Give thanks to the God of heaven.  His love endures forever." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Some months ago the marquee for Ganahl Lumber in Anaheim, CA displayed this adage: “MATH IS LIKE LOVE.  A SIMPLE IDEA, BUT IT CAN GET COMPLICATED.”  Well, I’m sure we can all relate to this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.  It’s in our vocabulary.  We show it.  We need it.  We give it.  We grow in it.  Still, it seems like love is difficult to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be levels of love.  I love God.  I love my husband.  I love my children.  I love my friends.  I love my job.  I love icecream! (See “We All Scream for Icecream!” July 14, 2010)  I uh, think I need to make a spreadsheet!  For me, breaking down and defining these levels would take gobs of time, so I won’t go into the various Greek words for love found in the Bible.  Instead I will focus on the basis of any love, God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verses say that God’s love is eternal.  It doesn’t waiver.  It endures.  So what is this enduring love from God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16 &lt;br /&gt;“For God so loved the World that he gave his one and only Son, &lt;br /&gt;That whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That familiar verse sums up the ultimate outpouring of love.  Giving up something precious and dear, is the essence of God’s love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our existence on earth is finite, temporary.  But we may pass along the love God has for us and make it a part of who we are.  Instead of “I love _____,” let us strive for “I love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;2 Thessalonians 2: 16-17&lt;br /&gt;May our Lord Jesus Christ Himself and God our Father, &lt;br /&gt;who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal encouragement and good hope, &lt;br /&gt;encourage your hearts and strengthen you in every good deed and word.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5198721000983002866?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5198721000983002866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5198721000983002866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5198721000983002866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5198721000983002866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/04/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-8071841810434490635</id><published>2011-03-28T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:07:54.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleidoscopes</title><content type='html'>First Published March 23, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 3:28 (NIV) &lt;br /&gt;There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, &lt;br /&gt;nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Recently I heard a message by a visiting preacher who spoke about the beauty of the church.  He said that God’s church was a kaleidoscope of ethnicities, economic levels and backgrounds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kaleidoscope is toy viewer consisting of mirrors and colored rocks or glass.  The chamber end is directed toward the sun, while the observer looks into the eyepiece end. These are very wonderful toys for two reasons, beauty and change.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is full of diverse peoples.  There are thousands of ethnic groups who call earth home.  So, you think everyone in Heaven looks like you?  Not!  Part of the beauty of Heaven is the reflection of the variety of people groups here on earth. Just think, you are part of this kaleidoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also one church (one kaleidoscope, if you will), under Christ.  We worship and pray in different languages, yet are unified under the saving grace of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as you look into your kaleidoscope, turn the chamber.  Through this time period the beautiful patterns change some, creating new arrangements of colors.  Ooo!  Ahhh!  Wow!  Yes, this is the Church here on earth! We have changing varieties of people groups.  There are more languages and more cultures, all within Christ’s global church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to home the church’s kaleidoscope may have two colors. If your local church does not reflect the kaleidoscope of your community, today is a good day to pray that will change.  Speak to your church leaders about the beauty of the peoples around you, and your desire to see the ooo’s, ah’s, and wow’s in God’s church locally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Wonderful God, thank you for the kaleidoscope of people in this world.  Thank you for the diversity of the church under your Son, and the beauty of that variety.  Help me to be part of reflecting this beauty in my local church.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-8071841810434490635?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/8071841810434490635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=8071841810434490635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8071841810434490635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8071841810434490635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/03/kaleidoscopes.html' title='Kaleidoscopes'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2637973269236270161</id><published>2011-02-18T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T08:43:44.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Study on Energy</title><content type='html'>First Published Friday, February 18, 2011&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31(NIV)&lt;br /&gt; “…But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.  &lt;br /&gt;They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, &lt;br /&gt;they will walk and not be faint." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In physics, potential energy is defined as stored energy or energy a body has while at rest.  PE = (mass) x (gravitational acceleration) x (height of body above the ground). A motionless spring and a can of gasoline are examples of bodies having potential energy.  It is available, but not used yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea known as kinetic energy is defined as the energy a body has due to its motion. KE = ½ (mass) x (velocity)2.  Large heavy objects moving very fast like a meteor or roller coaster possess lots of kinetic energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the short physics lesson?  I’ve been tired lately.  Okay I know what you’re thinking.  Am I getting plenty of rest?  Am I getting plenty of exercise?  Am I ill?  Am I under stress?  Probably not.  Probably not.  Probably not.  Hey living is stressful!  It’s my inner spirit whose flame seems to be fizzing to a flicker.  Hey, you too?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was writing a word problem for my math class when the physics connection hit me. The Bible does not talk about energy by means of equations, however, today’s verse refers to the proactive source that will provide us energy.  When we focus our hope in the Lord, our strength, spirit, and zeal will be renewed.  This is the stored up potential energy gained and increased by prayer and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second portion of our verse identifies the amazing kinetic energy, the physical endurance, that we can have to continue.  The metaphor “They will soar on wings like eagles” paints an ability above what we would be expected to do.  Not only can we do it, we can do it beyond great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, let’s meditate on this verse, building up our spiritual potential energy. Throughout the day praise the Lord as we experience kinetic strength from Him.  Okay energy, flame on!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;You, God, are awesome in your sanctuary; &lt;br /&gt;the God of Israel gives power and strength of his people.  &lt;br /&gt;Praise be to God! Psalms 68:35 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2637973269236270161?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2637973269236270161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2637973269236270161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2637973269236270161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2637973269236270161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2011/02/study-on-energy.html' title='A Study on Energy'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5380772016586782664</id><published>2011-01-12T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:48:07.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Love</title><content type='html'>First Published January 10, 2011&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As is the case with most clichés, “tolerating” or “being tolerant” has become well worn over the last 20 years.  People are urged to be tolerant to calm tension  politically and socially.  It is interesting, but I don’t recall ever hearing what social and political leaders meant by someone being tolerant. Linguistically, tolerating something or someone means that you don’t react negatively.  You just go with the wind.  Good or bad, you just let it be.  Hm. Jesus said plenty about the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand.  The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” Matthew 7:25-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the “tolerance” movement, people used the word respect.  Respecting someone is definitely different than tolerating someone. It is willful acknowledgement of their attributes.  Yet, there is something missing in tolerating or respecting.  It very often can  be a mechanical action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, we have all had human fathers who disciplined us and we respected them for it.  Hebrews 12:9a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what’s missing?  What is the ultimate interaction with people that goes beyond tolerating, beyond respecting. It’s love.  You can give love, but you can’t give tolerance.  You can be blessed when you give love, but you won’t be blessed giving respect.  Giving love begets giving love. Skip the tolerance and respect, and dish out the love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.&lt;br /&gt;I Peter 4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2011 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5380772016586782664?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5380772016586782664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5380772016586782664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5380772016586782664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5380772016586782664'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-653991927196438818?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/653991927196438818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=653991927196438818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/653991927196438818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/653991927196438818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/12/come-thou-long-expected-jesus.html' title='Come Thou Long Expected Jesus'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4464744257473125376</id><published>2010-12-10T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T10:11:00.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa-Caused</title><content type='html'>First Published December 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;(Matthew 2:11)&lt;br /&gt;And they came into the house and saw the Child with Mary His mother; and they fell down and worshipped Him; and opening their treasures they presented to Him gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I were recently shopping in a Wal-Mart® Store browsing when a young tyke and his mother walked (actually the boy was bouncing) down a main aisle. We were close enough to hear “Is this Target®?”  His nervous mother replied, “Sh! No, this is Wal-Mart!”  Our smiles turned into snickers when we next heard a resounding chant, “Tar-get! Wal-Mart! Tar-get! Wal-Mart!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was obvious that the little boy didn’t know the difference between the two stores, and he didn’t care about it either.  The same may be said about the American culture, Christmas, and Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the message when both a Nativity display and Santa with reindeer display appear on a church lawn?  Confusion. Yes, Saint Nicholas of Myna generously gave gifts to the poor in 4th century Greece. But today’s Kris Kringle with the flying reindeer, supernatural elves, and a toy factory at the North Pole is mythical.  To a non-believer or “baby” Christian, gift giving associated with the birth of Christ may not be different from Santa Claus.  Like the little boy and his Wal-mart versus Target dilemma, people might not see a difference between the symbolism of the tubby man at the mall and the plastic baby in a straw filled wooden box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must regain the meaning of Christmas.  Do all great gifts come from God or Santa? &lt;br /&gt;Saint Nicholas gave to many men.  God gave his Son to Mankind.  This is what Christians must reflect.  Let’s be sure that our decorations, our songs, and our gift giving reflect Christ’s birthday celebration and not a man in a red suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Father God, we earnestly seek to make Christmastime a definitive celebration of the birth of Jesus.  Help us to teach and live the meaning of Christ through words and actions that point to you as the Almighty.  We pray that the hearers of the message of salvation through Christ will make a decision to follow Him. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4464744257473125376?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4464744257473125376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4464744257473125376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4464744257473125376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4464744257473125376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-caused.html' title='Santa-Caused'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6505265833639828475</id><published>2010-10-18T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:47:22.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunk!</title><content type='html'>First Published October 15, 2010                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, &lt;br /&gt;because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feelin’ good!  I was on my seventh flying lesson and nearing the end of my preflight check.  My instructor, “Junior” had stepped back to let me do everything myself. Yes! I had everything under control! During the check I stepped backwards away from the cockpit door and thunk!  I nicely hit the back of my head on an extended flap. (This is a portion of the wing closest to the plane body, which is lowered for take offs and landings). “Are you alright?” Junior asked.  “Ah, yeah,” I replied.  I truly did not injure anything but my pride.  He and I both knew that I simply didn’t look up.  I turned back and sneered at the flap ready to vow vengeance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that this inanimate wing flap was not capable of actually committing evil, but my point is that I wanted to repay it back with something bad.  My little episode revealed that I easily harbored resentment and the desire to even up the score. (And I looked mighty silly sneering at the flap!) So, what did I need to do to avoid my hothead reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse comes from a whole bunch of issues Peter addresses aimed at giving Christians a practical manner of living in Christ.  From a logical (and experience) point of view, if you live by the “eye for an eye” rule, and repay action in kind, you open yourself up to be treated in the same manner.  And the verse teaches us that by repaying with blessing, you are inviting a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to change my attitude and put that change into action.  I needed the flap in good condition to safely take off and return back to earth in one piece. The plane would then serve me well if I took good care of it while it was in my charge. So, I made a point to do my preflight checks slowly, as to not miss details. I was no longer side tracked by the thought of my dented pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, dealing with my inanimate wing flap helped me see a bigger challenge.  Join me today as I continue to strive to break this cycle.  I pray that we will all try to turn hurts and evils done to us around by seeing how we can make the situation glorifying to God.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6505265833639828475?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6505265833639828475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6505265833639828475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6505265833639828475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6505265833639828475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/10/thunk.html' title='Thunk!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3672838264474193487</id><published>2010-10-04T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:53:55.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From the Barbecue Grill</title><content type='html'>First published September 29, 2010 (Happy Birthday Nina!)&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When I was recuperating from knee surgery years ago, I watched lots of cooking shows on the television.  One in particular was called Barbecue University with host Steven Raichlen (www.bbqu.net).  He showed amazing grilling techniques and tips, making your mouth water more minute by minute.  He frequently referred to his Three Essential Rules for Great Grilling. As we are in the thick of summer outdoor cooking, these rules interestingly parallel how we might view doing work for the Kingdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (Keep it hot) Do you have a burning desire to do what the Lord requires of you?  Pray that your fervor to tell others about Christ does not fizzle out. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Romans 12:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. (Keep it clean) Do you often re-examine your Christian walk?  Are there areas in your life that need attention?  Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves. Do you not realize that Christ Jesus is in you – unless, of course, you fail the test? 2 Corinthians 13:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (Keep it Oiled) Yes oiled!  Are you workable, pliable, teachable?  So, you aren’t into doing menial work?  Well, guess again.  Show me your way, O Lord, teach me your paths. Psalm 25:4  Ask the Holy Spirit to open your mind and heart to learn (or re-learn) what the Lord wants of you.  &lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for the simple things that remind me of your will in my life. Help me to be zealous to be under your guidance, in communion with You to know when I stray, and flexible to joyfully do what you want me to do.  I pray this in the name of your son, Jesus Christ, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3672838264474193487?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3672838264474193487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3672838264474193487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3672838264474193487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3672838264474193487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/10/lessons-from-barbecue-grill.html' title='Lessons From the Barbecue Grill'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5663729023427218386</id><published>2010-08-23T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T08:10:14.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Set</title><content type='html'>First Published August 23, 2010&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy,&lt;br /&gt;to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God-&lt;br /&gt;This is your spiritual act of worship.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jeff and I married, I had registered for a very nice Nortake © china set.  Since most of our friends were also poor “starving students,” we received two pieces of the pattern. This was a very incomplete set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later Jeff purchased me a Mikasa © set called Dresden Rose for 12 places.  We could use more serving pieces, so over the Internet, little by little, we created a fuller set.  Once in a while a piece would break, so we would look for a replacement.  Sometimes we would find something new such as dessert bowls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading today’s verse you may be asking, “How do I present myself to God?” From the time we are born into Christ we strive to enrich our spiritual life.  We accept Him as our Lord and Savior and receive the Holy Spirit, like a beginner’s set of fine china.  As we grow and mature through triumphs and trials, we add to our set. This now is a finer, richer set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different areas of our life may be out of balance (temptation, lying, slothfulness, etc.) and we may have more teacups than saucers!  But we have the assurance that we may lean on God through His Son to provide a way to Christ likeness, hence closer to Him.  We present ourselves to Him via attributes as listed in Galatians 5:22, the Fruit of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not accepted Jesus as your Lord and Savior, your “china” is incomplete, today confess your sins and receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.  If you are a child of the Lord, then meditate on broadening your beautiful china set.  Pray that He may lead you to a more fulfilled life pleasing to Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God, thank you for the gift of the Holy Spirit I received upon accepting Jesus as my Savior.  Through him, may my life be a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to you.  I praise your Name. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 by Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5663729023427218386?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5663729023427218386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5663729023427218386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5663729023427218386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5663729023427218386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/08/complete-set.html' title='Complete Set'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1759483801885946737</id><published>2010-08-06T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:47:48.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To's and For's</title><content type='html'>First Published August 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord. Psalm 102:17-19 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Jennifer is in the mist of writing her dissertation for a Ph.D. in History. Some of her research involves reading personal diaries and letters of people who lived during the early 1900’s. When she has had the privilege of transcribing famous large letter collections, she comments that she learns much more than the economic conditions of that time. She learns about life on a personal level. She gains wisdom and appreciation for people of the past. Yet, the letters were not written to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The richness of the Bible is part of its wonder. It is so full of life lesson, that some spend an entire lifetime in deep (and I mean really deep) study of the scriptures. But we, nor they, can fully understand the inspired words. This does not mean we give up on study. We do, however, need to have a proper initial orientation in interpreting the words of the Bible: The To’s and For’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to determine to and for whom Bible books and letters were written. First we start with the earthly author. In some cases, as in Hebrews, authorship may be up for debate. But for many books, the author is known. Now we need to look at the intended audience. Was the writing and account for future generations? Was the writing for a specific person? Once these are established we now read in the context of the author and the audience. What are the truths we gain from this reference? Now, what can be learned today from this verse or passage based on this “to and for” context? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we begin to study with a proper perspective, we will learn and grow in the glory of Jesus Christ. Today, let’s strive to studying our Bible first with this concept in mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I want to learn what the Bible truly says. Please help me to remember to and for whom the scriptures were originally written. Let me gain insight and understanding when I study from this prospective. In Jesus’ name I ask, amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1759483801885946737?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1759483801885946737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1759483801885946737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1759483801885946737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1759483801885946737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/08/tos-and-fors.html' title='To&apos;s and For&apos;s'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-7338711127525531047</id><published>2010-07-19T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T15:57:25.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We All Scream for Ice Cream!</title><content type='html'>First Published July 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:11 &lt;br /&gt;…For I have learned to be content in whatever circumstance I am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very recently, as in last night, I had a craving for ice cream.  It was a pleasant thought of desire and anticipation.  I could picture the color and creaminess, smell the sweet flavor, and imagine the taste.  I was gazing at my husband Jeff’s bowl of the frozen delight!  I stopped my crocheting and hopped up to partake of a few portions myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing off that last spoonful of vanilla ice cream, I realized that I have always enjoyed it.  When I was young ice cream was a special dessert in my family.  My mother rarely served desserts, but when we had them ice cream was the favorite pick.  At that time I was too young to pay for my own ice cream, but when my father opened his grocery store, I could look at the ice cream and dream of tasting all the favors and varieties.  Strawberry, Peach, Marble Fudge, Eskimo Pies ©, Big Stick ©, Drumstick ©, Ice Cream Sandwiches, pint size, quart size, half-gallon size, party sprinkles, chocolate syrup, caramel syrup.  Wow.  Yet, it is interesting that my mother continued to serve us only vanilla, chocolate, or Neapolitan flavors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as an adult, I am able to purchase any variety of ice cream I want.  I could even have about as much as I want, just shy of permanent “brain freeze”!  Even though ice cream in itself is not sinful, if you knew I was eating only that, you’d think something was very, very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many desires in this world that God places here for our enjoyment.  When we were young, hopefully there was someone like a parent who restricted us, not allowing more than we could handle.  But there is no one among us who has not been tempted to “eat ice cream all day,” over indulging because we want to or we can.  Instead, we need to be happy with just a couple of scoops of vanilla ice cream.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s meet this challenge boldly. Today pray that we are restrained from abusing privileges we have.  Eating? Spending? Time management?  The time to deal with it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I come humbly before you to ask for strength.  I have the means to enjoy many wonderful things, but often over-do.  Help me to be content in all times and circumstances. Let today’s verses be ingrained inwardly and outwardly.  I pray this in Jesus’ name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-7338711127525531047?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/7338711127525531047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=7338711127525531047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7338711127525531047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7338711127525531047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-all-scream-for-ice-cream.html' title='We All Scream for Ice Cream!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-78027391790636134</id><published>2010-07-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:45:05.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lessons and Sightseeing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC894HXv0wI/AAAAAAAAADE/nxRMlbnNYSw/s1600/332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC894HXv0wI/AAAAAAAAADE/nxRMlbnNYSw/s320/332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489674505048544002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the coastline in Kona, Big Island, HI &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC88etcYb_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rzEBjRF0HeA/s1600/DSCN1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC88etcYb_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rzEBjRF0HeA/s320/DSCN1681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489672969080303602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the controls of a Cessna 182S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC862SAi0QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/elU17TJVTZM/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC862SAi0QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/elU17TJVTZM/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489671175009390850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over our cruise ship Kahului, Maui, HI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC84-O6FaXI/AAAAAAAAACs/tOV3nXq-oRM/s1600/DSCN1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC84-O6FaXI/AAAAAAAAACs/tOV3nXq-oRM/s320/DSCN1619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489669112592689522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the controls in a Cessna 172SP over Kahului, Maui, Hi; Instructor Awesome Joe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-78027391790636134?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/78027391790636134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=78027391790636134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/78027391790636134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/78027391790636134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-lessons-and-sightseeing.html' title='More Lessons and Sightseeing'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TC894HXv0wI/AAAAAAAAADE/nxRMlbnNYSw/s72-c/332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6367807293877583256</id><published>2010-06-28T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:43:53.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninth Position</title><content type='html'>First Published June 28, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 19:30&lt;br /&gt;But many who are first will be last, and many who are last will be first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Junior High School I tried out for the softball team.  Mrs. Miller, our coach, had us go through a variety of skill drills involving throwing, catching, batting, and running, while her assistant, a college student, took notes of our abilities.  At the next practice we were assigned to our positions.  Pitcher, the most prestigious position went to ...not me.  The next popular position, first base went to... not me.  Second base was assigned to ... not me.  No infield positions had my name next to them.  The dreaded news awaited.  Right field. Center field. Left field. I wasn't going to even play any of those lowly positions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was a good athlete, but maybe softball wasn't my sport.  But wait, I heard my name called.  Oh no, I was going to be the catcher.  This was horrible. The chances of getting hit with the ball, bat, or both were huge (especially in junior high).  The pads were ugly and cumbersome. The fielders and basemen just stood there, while the catcher exerted effort standing and squatting for every pitch.  Figuratively, literally, and socially this position was the lowest of the low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you out there knowledgeable in baseball and softball are smiling!  You know something that I didn't learn until I was older.  The catcher is the most important position on the playing field.  From the home plate, the catcher sees the entire field and can analyze the fielders and base runners.  When the batter is up at the plate, the catcher signals to the pitcher and dictates what kind of pitch will likely lead to a strike out.  In the event of a short hit, pop fly foul, or bunt, the catcher must also be ready to field the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel that your work for the Kingdom of God is like the "ninth position" on a softball team?  Is your job looked upon as lowly, meaningless and unpopular?  Did you get passed by when others were chosen to be the song leader, Sunday school teacher, greeter, star of the musical,  or server?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hear this!  What you do for the Kingdom of God is blessing people.  You are needed to hold the hand of the sick, to say a kind word to a stranger, to take out the trash after a church event, or even unstop the restroom plumbing. You have something special to be in that position, and in many instances, things would be chaotic without you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All nine positions in softball are important, but you could never have the second pitch without the catcher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6367807293877583256?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6367807293877583256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6367807293877583256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6367807293877583256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6367807293877583256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/06/ninth-position.html' title='Ninth Position'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3114420247870834631</id><published>2010-06-14T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:04:35.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is...</title><content type='html'>First Published June 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 7:9  &lt;br /&gt;Know therefore that the LORD your God is God; he is the faithful God, keeping his covenant of love to a thousand generations of those who love him and keep his commands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I saw a health show on television.  The physician host was confident that if you followed his steps to circumvent stress, you would lead a happy and healthy life. He suggested that by taking several deep breaths throughout the day, you could be refreshed, calmed, more positive, and less stressed about the day.  This sounded fine, but something was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is the result of the affects of an over load of concerns and worries.   Now the Bible says a lot about worry.  Just do a quick online search and you will find loads of references.  However, it’s harder to “just don’t worry” than it seems.  How can we as Christians deal with stress, especially when it is heaped upon us at a moment's notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's combine the deep breathing exercise with phrases describing God's persona. (Please note that I am not a health care professional and my suggestions are taken with the user assuming responsibility). Inhale slowly through your nose while contemplating who God is.  Exhale through your mouth, uttering the very words you were thinking.  Inhale...exhale, "God is powerful!"  Inhale...exhale, "God is Love."  My favorite is "God is Good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This exercise is an all-weather way of combating stress as well as a reminder to ourselves of where the worry-buck stops.  Inhale...exhale, "God is!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Stress seems to be a mainstay in today's world.  Lord, I know that you want me to calm and level headed, not letting concerns overtake me physically and spiritually.  Help me to practice leaning on you verbally, by acknowledging who you are especially in times of stress.  In Jesus' name. Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3114420247870834631?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3114420247870834631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3114420247870834631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3114420247870834631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3114420247870834631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/06/god-is.html' title='God Is...'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-906691240468637864</id><published>2010-05-31T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:45:22.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Dream A Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TASbg8JnSaI/AAAAAAAAACc/_PZZzJdimFs/s1600/DSCN1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477674036993935778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TASbg8JnSaI/AAAAAAAAACc/_PZZzJdimFs/s320/DSCN1188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10 years old I wanted to be an astronaut. I was told by some kid that I had to be a pilot to be an astronaut. So I then wanted to be a pilot. 42 years later I got to take my first flight. The experience was just wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TAScEFiWsZI/AAAAAAAAACk/epqJkSaallg/s1600/DSCN1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477674640809046418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TAScEFiWsZI/AAAAAAAAACk/epqJkSaallg/s320/DSCN1222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff enjoyed his turn flying the Cessna 172 as well as ride in the Wright Flyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-906691240468637864?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/906691240468637864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=906691240468637864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/906691240468637864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/906691240468637864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/05/childhood-dream-reality.html' title='Childhood Dream A Reality'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/TASbg8JnSaI/AAAAAAAAACc/_PZZzJdimFs/s72-c/DSCN1188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3567620409916065636</id><published>2010-05-27T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:48:33.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Identity Crisis</title><content type='html'>First Published May 24, 2010&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:7&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered.  &lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was pushing the shopping cart down a crowded aisle of the super market when a little girl, who was standing next to another cart, held up a bag of snacks to a woman and asked, "Mom?"  Well, without hesitation, the woman along with two of us ladies nearby replied, "Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pregnant pause and the shocked gaze by the little girl was a clear indication that she didn't expect a response in stereo.  The newly founded trio probably would have continued our synchronized dialogue with, "That will spoil your dinner," but instead, the little girl's mother had a solo.  "They are moms too." Gee, there are countless ladies in the world who answer to "Mom."  Where's my identity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the vastness of the world and the number of people in it, it's hard to fathom how God could possibly be able to have an individual name for little old me.  I'm just one out of over one hundred billion people who have walked on the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jews of Biblical times knew of the mighty power of Jehovah God.  He spoke directly to man by name, and in many occasions he bestowed miraculous abilities.  Moses, Abraham, David, Daniel, and others had a direct link to God verbally.   Then God was silent for 400 hundred years.  The Jews of Jesus' time probably believed the stories of the past, of God's intimate communications with man, but the Gentiles had no such history.  Hence, I believe that Luke's record of Jesus' words is very meaningful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are over 100,000 strands of hair on a human head and God has accounted for each one on each of us!  My identity is strengthened through the assurance that He knows me individually, and that His love for me has no bounds.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got to scoot.  I heard someone call, "Mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3567620409916065636?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3567620409916065636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3567620409916065636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3567620409916065636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3567620409916065636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/05/identity-crisis.html' title='Identity Crisis'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-8709570988638160038</id><published>2010-05-19T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:39:59.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Will Know That We Are Christians By Our Friends</title><content type='html'>First Published May 12, 2010  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have a great number of wonderful friends.  But recently a friend did something I would not do.  It made me wonder about how my friends define me.  I think that friends reflect who we are and who we admire.   And since I am a Christian, I need to ask myself, "How do my friends reflect me as a Christian and the Christ, whom is my Lord?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not as if we put coins into a machine and select our friends!  Friendship is tough.  We may be called upon to shoulder our friend's burdens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. Proverbs 17:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to keep our motives in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who loves a pure heart and whose speech is gracious will have the king for his friend. Proverbs 22:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should pray for our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Job had prayed for his friends, the Lord made him prosperous again &lt;br /&gt;and gave him twice as much as he had before.  Job 42:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends need us and we need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one falls down, his friend can help him up.  &lt;br /&gt;But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Ecclesiastes 4:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends know that Jesus is our best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends John 15:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today let us dwell upon what it really means to have friends and to be a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Father, thank you for giving me true friends.  Help me to be there for them, physically and spiritually.  Mostly, thank you for your son, whose perfect model of friendship is beyond compare.  It is in his holy name I pray. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-8709570988638160038?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/8709570988638160038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=8709570988638160038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8709570988638160038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8709570988638160038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-will-know-that-we-are-christians.html' title='They Will Know That We Are Christians By Our Friends'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1121974575273297991</id><published>2010-05-01T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:52:06.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb Meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/S90EJ3aVKmI/AAAAAAAAABw/ezUzljNsico/s1600/Jeff+at+SCA+Indoor+(Outdoor)+Meet+Feb+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/S90EJ3aVKmI/AAAAAAAAABw/ezUzljNsico/s320/Jeff+at+SCA+Indoor+(Outdoor)+Meet+Feb+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466530090237373026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff officiating at the SCA Indoor Meet Outdoors Feb 22, 2010.  I did okay for the first meet of the year. (Courtesy of Chris Stone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1121974575273297991?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1121974575273297991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1121974575273297991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1121974575273297991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1121974575273297991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/05/feb-meet.html' title='Feb Meet'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/S90EJ3aVKmI/AAAAAAAAABw/ezUzljNsico/s72-c/Jeff+at+SCA+Indoor+(Outdoor)+Meet+Feb+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-454842949467590516</id><published>2010-04-26T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:41:53.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible Challenge</title><content type='html'>First Published April 23, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you. Psalm 119:11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 30 years ago Pepsi ® waged an advertising campaign called the “Pepsi Challenge.” A table was set up in a grocery store or public event. The consumer was offered two samples of soda, one Pepsi ® and the other Coke ®. The consumer was then asked to choose which was Pepsi ®. Now if you really knew the taste of one, or the taste of the other, you could fairly easily choose which was which. If you weren’t familiar with either, then choosing was indeed a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making moral choices can be very similar: cheat on a test? Lie about my actions? Gossip? Steal? The real question we need to deal with is whether or not I’ve hidden God’s word in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of this process is obtaining the Word. The heart of the discerning acquires knowledge; the ears of the wise seek it out. Proverbs 18:15. Crack open your Bible and read the words of our great creator. Play the Bible CD in your car. Sign up to receive memory verses to your email address. Have a family reading time. Ask questions. Pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we need to engrave it in our hearts. "And those are the ones on whom seed was sown on the good ground; and they hear the word and accept it, and bear fruit, thirty, sixty, and a hundredfold." Mark 4:20. Believe that the Word of God is authentic. We may lock in that belief by practicing it. Do for others. Pray for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when faced with a moral challenge, we may more easily recall what God has said. If all of this seems like a monumental challenge in itself, try starting with today's verse. Be encouraged to commit it to memory. Set your watch alarm and recite the verse periodically throughout today. You will be amazed at the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Lord, every day we face moral challenges. Your word has the power to guide me into choosing rightly. Help me to thirst for reading the Scriptures and practicing making decisions as I seek to do your will. In Jesus' name I pray, amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-454842949467590516?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/454842949467590516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=454842949467590516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/454842949467590516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/454842949467590516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/04/bible-challenge.html' title='The Bible Challenge'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5209187856852879667</id><published>2010-04-02T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:53:00.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, The Good Shepherd; Jesus, The Passover Lamb</title><content type='html'>First Published April 2, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, the Good Shepherd&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:11 &lt;br /&gt;Like a shepherd He will tend His flock, In His arm He will gather the lambs,&lt;br /&gt; and carry them in His bosom; He will gently lead the nursing ewes.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;When I was a freshman at California State Polytechnic University, Pomona, my roommate Margaret, talked me into helping her and some other animal science friends keep watch over the ewes very close to giving birth.  She explained that the sheep need help during a lambing to keep the mortality rate low.  In their natural environment, sheep tended to just ignore their just-born lambs.  I was lucky to witness the arrival of a new lamb, and sure enough, the mommy started to move away.  Very quietly and gently Margaret picked up the lamb in a cloth and reunited it with the ewe to nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of today’s verse was very familiar to the people who heard the words of Isaiah.  They knew that a newborn lamb needed the guidance of the shepherd to ensure its safety and proper nurturing.  The prophetic words truly describe the Good Shepherd, Jesus.  He provides the way to reunite Man with the God, the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, the Passover Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 1:29&lt;br /&gt;The next day he (John the Baptist) saw Jesus coming to him, and said, &lt;br /&gt;“Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!&lt;br /&gt; **** ****&lt;br /&gt;Not only was Jesus referred to as that Good Shepherd, he was also described as the perfect sacrifice, the Lamb of God.  As John the Baptist saw his cousin approaching, he revealed Jesus’ true identity, and the perfect sacrifice.  A spotless lamb was significant for the Jews.  It was required to present for the Passover sacrifice (Exodus 12:21).  Jesus’ earthly life purpose was to be the ultimate Passover Lamb, preventing death to rule, as well as to deliver the world from sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we prepare to celebrate the resurrection of the Christ, let us consider his complete purpose as both the Good Shepherd and the Lamb of God.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;God, Father of the universe, I think back on my incredible experience of seeing the birth of a lamb, ingraining the imagery of your son coming into the world to reunite man with you and becoming the perfect sacrifice.  Thank you.  I pray that you will keep me aware of Jesus’ complete role, and that I will boldly celebrate Easter as the beginning of new life in Christ.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5209187856852879667?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5209187856852879667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5209187856852879667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5209187856852879667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5209187856852879667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/04/jesus-good-shepherd-jesus-passover-lamb.html' title='Jesus, The Good Shepherd; Jesus, The Passover Lamb'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1853186584650089787</id><published>2010-03-14T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:36:01.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're A Winner!</title><content type='html'>First Published February 26, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…But the gift of god is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.  Romans 6:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us who have accepted Christ into our hearts have experienced an exuberant joy of being given new life and new hope. For me it was like winning one of those sweepstakes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding-dong!  Congratulations!  I am the Promise of Salvation. (My friends call me P.O.S!) By accepting Christ as your Lord and Savior, you, yes You, have just been given the Gift of Eternal Life!  This is an all expense paid in full trip to be in God’s presence FOREVER!  Excited, huh?  I love this job!  Ahem, this also includes the exclusive No Pain, No Fear, No Sickness features.  And in addition…what?  Well, no I got it correct.  Nope.  It doesn’t say, “trip for two.”  Well, I have been doing this fulltime for centuries, you know! Ah, that’s in the manual under “spreading the good news!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all that joy, I also felt a twinge of sadness at the thought that someone I cared about was on a fast track path away from God.  They were missing the wonderful gift of salvation, and as my fictitious messenger said, the answer could be found in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has friends or relatives who know that we follow the Good News of the Bible and have committed our lives to Jesus Christ.  And some of these souls really don't know the true meaning of Christian.  Do many of them dwell upon the human side of Christianity?  "They are all hypocrites!"  "All they do is ask for money."  "How can there be a savior when there is sickness in the world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the truth is that each day is like getting word that you are an instant winner!  You have Acceptance (Romans 8:15), Comfort (Matthew 5:4), and Hope (1Peter 1:3) that YES, this is the first day of the rest of your life!  Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about those you care about who haven't realize this fantastic prize, on a note card write out the word "Winner" and include a couple of your favorite promise verses like I've referenced above.  Now send this to a special person "snail" mail.  Commit him or her to prayer and wait for the wonderful results.  It doesn't say "trip for two."  It does say "trip for all!" (Luke 2:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1853186584650089787?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1853186584650089787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1853186584650089787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1853186584650089787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1853186584650089787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-winner.html' title='You&apos;re A Winner!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4232255849986140285</id><published>2010-03-14T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:19:23.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stitch In Time</title><content type='html'>First Published February 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Acts 8:34-35  &lt;br /&gt;The eunuch asked Philip, “Tell me please, who is the prophet talking about, himself or someone else?”  Then Philip began with that very passage of Scripture and told him the good news about Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I started a crochet project.  I knew the chain, single and double crochet stitches, but I hadn’t touched a crochet needle in, oh decades.  The chain stitch came easily, but the other instructions just seemed unintelligible.  I decided to just make up something.  After a few failed experiments, I got a pattern that seemed to work. I took my project with me when we visited family in Florida.  Sue, my mom-in-law who is a crafter/seamstress par excellent, took a look at my work and remarked that she didn’t bother with complicated stitches.  Hm. I watched her connect double stitches correctly and then I understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the Court Treasurer of Ethiopia may be found in Acts 8:36-40.  The official was returning from his trip to Jerusalem.  God led Philip to intercept and “join this chariot.” I suspect that being an important official, the treasurer was not alone.  However, Philip was able to have a conversation with him.  The official was reading Isaiah, but did not fully understand it.  Philip revealed that the prophet in question was Jesus and led the official to be baptized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christian walk is never complete here on earth, so we should be seeking the truth daily. I was too lazy and stubborn to ask for and seek out instructions for crocheting correctly.  Likewise, I am too lazy to make deep spiritual inquiry, so I may better understand God’s word.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today’s account gives us a good start.  The treasurer was found reading Isaiah.  So I too need to read God’s word.   The treasurer and Philip discussed the text.  I need to be in a discussion of Biblical content.  And finally, the treasurer asked questions.  I need to be bold and seek answers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; &lt;br /&gt;knock and the door will be opened to you.  Matthew 7:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me to be strong and brave to ask questions.  I seek to know your word and your will.  I pray that as I seek, I will open my mind to learn and heed, in the way that pleases you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2010, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4232255849986140285?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4232255849986140285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4232255849986140285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4232255849986140285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4232255849986140285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/03/stitch-in-time.html' title='A Stitch In Time'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6024351705706396310</id><published>2010-01-06T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:50:07.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort Food</title><content type='html'>First Published January 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 8:3&lt;br /&gt;And He humbled you and let you be hungry, and fed you with manna which you did not know, nor did your fathers know, that He might make you understand that man does not live by bread alone, but man lives by everything that proceeds out of the mouth of the Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Recently my church held a craft faire and bake sale called Harvest of Talents (or H.O.T.) to raise funds to support needy families in the community.  I had not been to this type of event in over 15 years, so I was very excited with anticipation.  Wow! I was not disappointed.  There were all sorts of craft items, lovingly made by the church members.  Beautiful colorful displays of decorations, jewelry, toys and clothes filled the sale area of the auditorium.  And then there was the bake sale. The aromas were enchanting, but I kept my distance.  I purchased the yummy homemade breakfast cinnamon roll and thought that was enough.  Then my dear husband said that the bake sale included pies, cakes, and fudge.  Bingo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl, my mother used take us kids to a Sees’ Candies ® in Hillsdale Shopping Center in northern California.  Her favorite candy was peanut brittle, and my favorite candy was fudge.  I remember the store lady dressed in her nice crisp white and black uniform cutting the fudge into portions and neatly arranging them in the candy box.  It seemed like hours passed before I got my piece.  The look.  The smell.  The texture.  The taste.  Ah! The happiness.  The comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter 8 of Deuteronomy Moses recalls the 40 years of wandering in the desert, the Israelites learning to trust and rely on God, and the miraculous ways he provided for the people. Particularly in today’s verse we see that Moses stresses both the literal and metaphorical meaning of bread.  God’s comfort food is His word.  It 1) supplies nourishment (Isaiah 36:16), 2) is everlasting (Matthew26:26),  3) satisfies (Matthew 14), 4) instituted the promise of salvation (Luke 24:30), 5) is the Bread of Life (John 6:4), and 6) unites (Acts 2:46).  Ah!  Do you sense the comfort when you digest the Word of God?  Excuse me while I have another helping!&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 22:26&lt;br /&gt;The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied; &lt;br /&gt;Those who seek Him will praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Let your heart live forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyright 2010, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6024351705706396310?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6024351705706396310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6024351705706396310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6024351705706396310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6024351705706396310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2010/01/comfort-food.html' title='Comfort Food'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3460085522484469757</id><published>2009-12-16T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:22:02.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Jesus…</title><content type='html'>First published December 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose birthday celebration is the biggest single global event of the year? Yup! Every industrial nation is aware of, if not recognizes Jesus Christ’s birthday, Christmas.  The effort and dollars spent on decorating and present exchange for this day staggers the mind.  On top of that, it has been remembered for thousands of years.  But, it doesn’t compare to the real action surrounding Jesus’ birth day.  It was some party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the announcements: “And the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of a great joy which shall be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior; who is Christ, the Lord.’” (Luke 2 10-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were decorations: “And when they saw the star, they rejoiced exceedingly with great joy.” (Matthew 2:10) “And an angel of the Lord suddenly stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them…” (Luke 2:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were guests: “And they came in haste and found their way to Mary and Joseph, and the Baby as he lay in the manger.” (Luke 2:16)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was excitement: “And the shepherds went back, glorifying and praising God for all that they had heard and seen, just as had been told them.” (Luke 2:20) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were gifts: “And they came into the house and saw the Child with Mary His mother; and they fell down and worshiped Him; and opening their treasures they presented to Him gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh.” (Matthew 2:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was singing: “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased.” (Luke 2:13-14) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most special birthday celebration ever.  As we are putting up decorations, receiving guests, building with excitement, exchanging presents, and singing for joy, let’s get into the proper frame of mind.  This is Jesus’ birthday celebration, and let’s not forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, the scene you set for the arrival of your Son, Jesus, was truly wonderful.  His amazing birth is evidence of your power and majesty.  May this Christmas season be as special as the first celebration, bring honor and glory to you.  In your Son’s name these are asked. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3460085522484469757?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3460085522484469757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3460085522484469757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3460085522484469757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3460085522484469757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-dear-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Jesus…'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2830240882446784158</id><published>2009-12-16T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:20:46.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooo! Ahhh!</title><content type='html'>First published December 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God made the two great lights, the greater light to govern the day, and the lesser light to govern the night; He made the stars also. (Genesis 1:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the opportunity to see the stars on a clear night, you will be awestruck at the beauty and brilliance painting the sky.  Being very important, stars have significant purpose and meaning in the Bible.  The Great Creator placed stars in the heavens establishing time and seasons.  This literal meaning included all celestial bodies like planets.  Another important star was a world-wide light bulb announcing the birth of our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;…And lo, the star, which they had seen in the east, went on before them, until it came and stood over where the Child was. (Matthew 2:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The star of Bethlehem served as a guide pointing to where the Christ child was born.  There were no GPS’s (global positioning systems).  There were no billboards.  There were no Thomas Guide maps; not that men would actually ask for directions! The single star ushered the shepherds and wise-men to Jesus.  And, the necessity of stars didn’t stop here.  Jesus declared who he is in a powerful description.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt; “I, Jesus, have sent My angel to testify to you these things for the churches.  I am the root and the offspring of David, the bright morning star.” (Revelation 22:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is speaking to John “The Beloved Disciple,” in a vision while John was imprisoned on the island of Patmos.   The bright morning star refers to the planet Venus.  It precedes the sunrise.  This symbolic picture is easily understood.  The bright morning star, Jesus, comes before the new day.  The new day represents salvation from eternal condemnation.  These words are without controversy.  Jesus is the one way to new life. The apostle Peter tied together his gospel testimony of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;And we have the word of the prophets made more certain, and you will do well to pay attention to it, as to a light shining in a dark place, until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts.&lt;br /&gt; (2 Peter 1:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the most complete and beautiful verses Peter wrote.  His wise who-what-when-why words told of the fulfilled prophesy of the Old Testament and metaphorically, the glorious personal result of accepting Christ!&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;We have had a brief look at the significance of stars in the scriptures.  Today, while we await the celebration of Jesus’ birth, let us meditate on the role stars play in the total story of salvation.  Very soon, take another look at the night sky and give God the glory for the stars’ role in presenting the Good News!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2830240882446784158?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2830240882446784158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2830240882446784158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2830240882446784158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2830240882446784158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/12/ooo-ahhh.html' title='Ooo! Ahhh!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5732585240163403304</id><published>2009-11-25T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:14:17.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Blessings of Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>First Published November 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is one of the most recognized holidays in the United States.  People go for huge sales, bake, decorate, visit with friends and family, and …give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typically we recap all the wonderful blessings that have transpired over the year along with mentioning the people who have been God’s agents in delivering these blessings.  But sometimes it’s worth it to reiterate an ongoing blessing.  It’s the type of blessing that borders on a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant with cancer, many people prayed for me, the baby, Jeff and the girls.  Missionary friends Daniel and Beverley put us on their prayer chain, sending out the message to remote tribes in Thailand and Burma (Myanmar).  In one communiqué from them we learned that there was a particular lady who had committed my needs to prayer.  Daily.  For the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned.  A woman thousands of miles away, without a name, separated by countries, separated by language, separated by cultures, separated by generations was praying for me.  Somehow she was to be a special person, talking to the Lord, presenting my needs to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what I remember.  This woman’s consistent tiny prayers have grown to become big blessings.  Even now, 20 years later, I am deeply thankful for the comfort, strength, and encouragement God gave me through the faithfulness of this lady from the Karen tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today let us remember the tiny things that turned into big blessings.  Was it a smile that helped you gain strength?  Was it a phone call that helped you focus on what is good?  Was it a card that comforted you?  Let the Lord know in a big way that you’ve been blessed.  From within let our prayers pour out with huge gratefulness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 92:1-4&lt;br /&gt;It is good to give thanks to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;and to sing praises to Thy name, O most High;&lt;br /&gt;to declare Thy loving-kindness in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and Thy faithfulness by night,&lt;br /&gt;with the ten-stringed lute, and with the harp;&lt;br /&gt;with resounding music upon the lyre.&lt;br /&gt;Thy Thou, O lord, hast made me glad by what Thou hast done,&lt;br /&gt;I will sing for joy at the works of Thy hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5732585240163403304?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5732585240163403304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5732585240163403304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5732585240163403304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5732585240163403304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-blessings-of-thankfulness.html' title='Big Blessings of Thankfulness'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6427137588729319443</id><published>2009-11-24T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:12:45.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing the Buck</title><content type='html'>First Published November 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Acts 20:35&lt;br /&gt;In everything I showed you that by working hard in this manner you must help the weak and remember the words of the Lord Jesus, that he Himself said, “It is more blessed to give than to receive.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day I was in line to pay for items at the 99CentOnly Store ®. A little boy in front of me had a few items: a bag of apples, a container of juice, a bag of chips, and a package of cookies.  Not realizing he was charged with added tax and CRV (California Redemption Value), he looked genuinely shocked when the checker announced that his bill was well over $4.  The boy dug into his pockets with no success and uttered a nervous “uh.”  I took out a quarter, handed it to the boy and said, “Only if you help someone else, sometime.”  “Okay.  Thanks lady,” he replied.  Shyly he grabbed his bags and turned one more time my direction with a “Thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving thanks is not just bowing our heads and acknowledging God’s hand in our life. It also means giving as evidence of thankfulness.  This attitude allows for blessings to abound.  The key here is that giving isn’t necessarily “passing the buck.”  We might be called to pass the $10 bucks, pass the sweater, pass the hug, or pass the meal.  This Thanksgiving let us pray for a creative and unique way to give thanks. Watch and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I pray that I can find more ways to give thanks.  Help me to discern which direction I need to “pass the buck” that will glorify you.  I thank you God for your Son, Jesus who died on the cross.  Amen.  And, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6427137588729319443?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6427137588729319443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6427137588729319443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6427137588729319443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6427137588729319443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/11/passing-buck.html' title='Passing the Buck'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-9012603595033209430</id><published>2009-10-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:33:22.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godly Purpose, Part 2</title><content type='html'>First published October 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 2:46-47&lt;br /&gt;And day by day continuing with one mind in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house, they were taking their meals together with gladness and sincerity of heart, praising God, and having favor with all the people.  And the Lord was adding to their number day by day those who were being saved.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Very recently Jeff and I were watching Family Feud, the long running television game show featuring two families each vying to win by guessing the top responses to various polled questions.  Host John O’Hurley asked, “100 Americans were polled, top answers on the board, at what place would you expected to be treated nicely?” “Bling!”  The “feuding” began.  Well, this was a short round.  Only one answer got revealed, “at a restaurant.”  All the answers yielded a small percentage of the respondents, except for the top answer.  “At a church.” I was so stunned I almost fell off the couch.  How could I have not guessed this question right?  It’s so obvious.  And it’s so expected.  But, why didn’t I choose the top answer?  Now I was embarrassed and ashamed.  Why would I, a Christian doubt that people are nice at church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I committed this concern to prayer for several weeks, trying not to worry about it when it hit me.  It matters not what Man wants, it matters what God wants.  Did God want me to be nice?  I couldn’t find it in my Bible.  And that was because I was looking from the outside in.  What was the equivalent of nice from the inside out?  Now it was obvious.  Kindness was the answer.  Firstly, in your heart you are kind, and then outwardly you are kind.  And thus others see that you are genuinely nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is not an issue for you personally.  You are a kind, caring person.  But as a church body, collectively, believers need to be of one mind in this.  The “sincerity of heart” in a church is something that can easily be transparent. But, as individuals we can make a difference in the corporate body of Christ.  Lay this at the feet of Jesus in prayer.  Talk with your Sunday school teachers and church leaders about your concern.  And pray some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out believers can make the world realize they had a Godly Purpose in and through the Church.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, we cannot stop thanking you for the purpose you have for the Church.  Please help each of us to grow from within, together being of one mind, and culminating in lives being saved.  Jesus, I ask this through you. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-9012603595033209430?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/9012603595033209430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=9012603595033209430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/9012603595033209430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/9012603595033209430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/10/godly-purpose-part-2.html' title='Godly Purpose, Part 2'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5891073597391065889</id><published>2009-10-23T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:29:45.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godly Purpose, Part 1</title><content type='html'>First published October 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 2:46-47&lt;br /&gt;And day by day continuing with one mind in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house, they were taking their meals together with gladness and sincerity of heart, praising God, and having favor with all the people.  And the Lord was adding to their number day by day those who were being saved.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;I recently heard a friend say that he no longer attends church because he led the same life without going to church.  There was not purpose in it. Ouch!  It hurt even more when I asked myself, “Do I really know what the purpose of the Church is?”  I had to be reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the Church was established by Christ who said in Matthew 16:18, “And I also say that you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build My church; and the gates of Hades shall not overpower it.”  Knowing this makes Jesus Christ the center and focus of its purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It exists to bear witness through the ages of the compassion of God upon His created man through His Son.  Jesus told his disciples in Matthew 10:27, “What I tell you in the darkness, speak in the light; and what you hear whispered in your ear, proclaim upon the housetops.”  And before ascending into heaven he said to the eleven in Matthew 27:19, “Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book of Acts is so important in helping us understand the early church.  Notice that the zeal of the apostles seemed unending, as they spread the gospel throughout the known region.  As part of the model, we see that apart from his encounter with the appearance of the Lord, Paul’s conversion involved another person, Ananias in Act Chapter 9.  And although Paul was a zealous “brainiac”, he attended gatherings of the believers regularly.  He did this for the purpose of learning (1 Corinthians 14:26), teaching (Acts 17:19), preaching (Acts 20:20), worshiping (Acts 13:2), and fellowship (Acts 2:42).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This great Godly Purpose had tremendous results:  “So the church throughout all Judea and Galilee and Samaria enjoyed peace, being built up; and going on in the fear of the Lord and in the comfort of the Holy Spirit, it continued to increase.” (Acts 9:31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now woven all together, the Church created by Christ for Man, is spectacular evidence of our Creator’s love for us.  How more “Wow!” can this get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5891073597391065889?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5891073597391065889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5891073597391065889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5891073597391065889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5891073597391065889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/10/godly-purpose-part-1.html' title='Godly Purpose, Part 1'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2845713460886295010</id><published>2009-09-30T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:28:49.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Image of God, Part 3</title><content type='html'>First Published Sept. 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 6:39&lt;br /&gt;And he also spoke a parable to them: A blind man cannot guide a blind man, can he? &lt;br /&gt;Will they not both fall into a pit?&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;When I married Jeff, he had a degree in mathematics with nearly a major in physics and a heavy interest in optics.  When our first child was born he decided to take up photography.  He took classes and bought a very nice Canon A-1 camera.  Soon he purchased special lens and filters.  Some filters removed glare (polarizing filters), some removed haze (UV and skylight filters), and others correct color (blue filters), while some increased definition (contrast enhancement green or red filters).  When a different filter is used, the image is better in a certain way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest things to do in life is to discern right from wrong.  We make choices every day from the minor options of whether or not to have an extra slice of pie to major judgments like cheating on tax forms.  And of course, our wrong choices can reap short term and long term effects.  Granted, much of the yucky stuff that happens in life is beyond our control, but when given a choice, we then must choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In making choices or passing judgment, we may use several strategies, or filters.  These can allow us to rightly discern.  As camera filters change images, Biblical filters help us see the situation clearly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if you are impatient in making choices, you may need to don a filter of rest and calm.  If you tend to rattle off at the mouth while passing judgment, you may need to put on a filter of silence.  I hurry and rush to get things done and make a good choice look bad.  To squelch my carelessness, I need to rely on a filter of patience and quality.  After willful practice, these filters will become part of who you are.  What is the result?  Through you the world will see God more clearly.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord God, when I struggle with discerning I lose my sight. Like the blind man in your Word, I am headed for a long drop in a deep hole.  Help me please to put on the needed filters that are characteristic of you, so I may chose that which is right.  Thank you Lord God. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2845713460886295010?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2845713460886295010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2845713460886295010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2845713460886295010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2845713460886295010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/09/image-of-god-part-3.html' title='The Image of God, Part 3'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2415837178236140058</id><published>2009-09-21T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:07:31.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Image of God: Part 2</title><content type='html'>First published September 16, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:27&lt;br /&gt;And God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Recently I heard family friend Tim Martin speak at a conference.  He used an interesting analogy for us understanding a particular Bible concept.  He first showed us a color map of the United States.  We all recognized it and could identify where we were, Ohio.  The map was true and we could use it, but it was not complete.  The next map we saw was a topographical map.  In some ways it was a better map than the previous one, but it also was incomplete.  The next maps Tim showed were a population density map and a geological map.  Together the maps gave a good image of the United State, but still, there is more missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to use the same illustration, but for understanding God’s image.  Skeptics like to challenge Christians about the existence of God. We can’t see Him with our eyes.  We can’t touch him with our hands.  We can’t hear Him with our ears.  So we can’t form an image of Him.  How is it then true that Christians have confidence of His existence?  How can we say we know what and who God is?  Just as in Tim’s analogy, we do have different indicators of evidence of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the scriptures we are able to know God’s traits and how we may be like him as well as see what He has done in the past.  Through His creation we see the splendor of God’s craftsmanship, from the breathtaking sights like volcanoes and glaciers, to the wonderment of the birth of a baby.  Thirdly, we may know God through the communication, blessings, and trials in our own life.  Separately, the indicators are good, but together, they are much better. So, through prayer and active observation we may come to have a better image of our creator and understand Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, this understanding will not drop upon us in a flash.  We must study the Bible.  We must observe and acknowledge His creation.  We must pray and communicate with God.  We must do these consistently.  Then, as we experience our life, we may form an accurate image of God.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a clearer image of you, Lord.  I pray I will be diligent in studying your Word, in observing your creation, and in keeping lines of communication open.  Thank you. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 by Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2415837178236140058?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2415837178236140058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2415837178236140058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2415837178236140058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2415837178236140058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/09/image-of-god-part-2.html' title='The Image of God: Part 2'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3205588688107537505</id><published>2009-08-31T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:00:24.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Image of God, Part 1</title><content type='html'>First published August 31, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:27&lt;br /&gt;And God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him;&lt;br /&gt;male and female He created them.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid my school teacher had a class activity for the students to commemorate George Washington’s birthday.  Each child cut out a silhouette of George on black construction paper.  We pasted the silhouette onto white paper for higher contrast.  As an added bonus, each child was able to have a silhouette made of him.  We each sat in a chair with a bright light shining at us.  Our shadows shown on a light-weight sheet of paper.  The teacher traced out our silhouette, and then we cut out the image and pasted it onto another white background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silhouettes, mine and George’s, have commonalities.  They were images of the likeness of the subjects, and they would not give the full detail of what we looked like.  But anyone of us could tell that George’s silhouette belonged to him.  Even as young as we were, my classmates and I had seen his image on quarters and one dollar bills, but there were many things missing. Among others, the eye color, the bone structure, and age lines were not there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse is one of the great climaxes in Genesis 1.  Placed at the beginning of the compilation of 66 books of the Bible, we see that God wants us to know he made man in his image.   We should all feel very special by this fact.  It is important for our spiritual focus to realize daily that we are from God the Father.  Yes, we are tempted by sin, but one of our greatest spiritual energy boosters is to raise our head high as a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try standing at a mirror and say pointing to your image, “Smile, you are made in God’s image!”  Did you do it with conviction?  Say it again!  Now, say this to someone you meet today, and share the exhilaration of knowing just how special Man is!&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;O Wonderful Father Above, I am amazed at the marvelous creation around me.  I feel so special in knowing that of all you made, I was created in your image.  Thank you for this gift of life and help me to share your truth.  I praise you in Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 by Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3205588688107537505?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3205588688107537505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3205588688107537505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3205588688107537505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3205588688107537505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/08/image-of-god-part-1.html' title='The Image of God, Part 1'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2652643572446272095</id><published>2009-08-23T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:26:40.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Too Cinchy!</title><content type='html'>First published August 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 2:15&lt;br /&gt;Be diligent to present yourself approved to God as a workman who does not need to be ashamed, handling accurately the word of truth.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;My husband’s mother, Sue tells this story about when Jeff was a schoolboy.  Jeff was a very quick thinker and could comprehend concepts well.  And once he thought he had mastered something, he was done.  Here then, lies the clash with the teacher.  In second grade Jeff’s teacher gave the students a page of subtraction facts to complete.  After the prescribed amount of time was finished, the students turned in their papers.  Soon after, the teacher asked Jeff why he didn’t do any of the problems.  “It’s too cinchy!” replied Jeff.  Stunning the teacher with his insubordinate remark, Jeff got into further trouble, having to answer to his mother and the principal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian it is sometimes hard to study the “cinchy” stuff.  Yeah, yeah, we think.  We’ve seen this a zillion times.  We even know all the acronyms: ASAP, BIBLE, CIA, FROG, GUM, HOPE, JOY, JUICE, PUSH, PTL! SOAP, TGIF, TIGER, WWJD, borrowed from &lt;a href="http://www.heart4home.net/christian_acronyms.htm"&gt;http://www.heart4home.net/christian_acronyms.htm&lt;/a&gt;. And we know all the “important” Christian stuff:  John 3:16, “Jesus wept,” The Ten Commandments,  The Lord’s Prayer,  The Beatitudes,  Paul’s Conversion, Noah’s Ark, Samson and Delilah, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are firmly cemented in our comfort zone, answer this: was your latest sin or blunder due to over-looking or ignoring one of those “cinchy” basic Biblical truths?  Uh-huh.  Just today I stumbled and ignored a simple, practiced, and supposedly mastered Fruit of the Spirit: kindness.  Yes, I was down-right mean, not thinking about the words and the attitude I was portraying.  My justification was truthful, but I was not truthful in love.  We ought to not over look being re-taught those “cinchy” basic Biblical truths. Grasp them! Use them!  Our spiritual foundation rides on this.  Let’s eagerly seek to welcome the simple lessons and grow in righteousness and truth.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus, I petition to God the Father through you, please help me to not overlook the basic Biblical foundations.  They are many and I frequently stumble.  Give me wisdom to think twice and grasp the “cinchy” stuff as being important.  In your name I pray, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2652643572446272095?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2652643572446272095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2652643572446272095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2652643572446272095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2652643572446272095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/08/it.html' title='It’s Too Cinchy!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1607353440943081376</id><published>2009-08-15T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:49:16.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Games 8/9/09</title><content type='html'>On my second day, my cheering section included my brother and his friend, two of my sisters, and my brother-in-law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video clip by Jeff of my 2nd place jump.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time in the Bay Area and am looking forward to the 2010 USATF National Championships in Sacramento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5579206470506408367</id><published>2009-08-09T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:21:14.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 senior games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shot put'/><title type='text'>Senior Games 8/8/09</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't reach my 10 meter goal in the shot put, but 9.89m (32 feet, 5 inches) was good enough for 2nd place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video clip (courtesy of Jeff) of my last put and the official calling my best effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="477" height="400" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-10c323a9cbd18b4c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3784025965366394652</id><published>2009-07-29T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:41:16.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please and Thank You</title><content type='html'>First Published July 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Peter 5:6&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God,&lt;br /&gt;that He may exalt you in due time…"&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 1:3&lt;br /&gt;“I thank my God upon every remembrance of you…”&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;In the course of growing up my parents were instrumental in teaching me two phrases by which I could properly make requests.  They stand out as seemingly magical, and they are often able to soften hearts and hold a person’s attention.  You know them. They were “please” and “thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, some of us didn’t have parents who, after you asked for a treat like a cookie, stood there dumbfounded waiting with an inquiring gaze, until you came up with the magic words.  But by the time we became adults, we had learned that these two phrases were very powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that may have been completely missed, though, is the basis upon which these phrases exist.  “Please” is a plea or begging emphasis. Beseech. To truthfully plea verbally, you must plea in your heart.  This is called humbling yourself.  So I believe that “please” is a complex reflection of an earnest plea. “Thank you” is a directed acknowledgement of gratefulness, particularly after receiving something, deserved or otherwise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part though, is that even under the guise of politeness, these phrases are not uttered enough.  We won’t grind our time with stories of rudeness and selfishness.  My focus today is us making a difference in our life and in the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the change will begin with us.  Let’s included these two phrases in our requests and notice how they make a difference in how others respond.  You may also want to share with others how “please” and “thank you” put you in a proper frame of spirit when you present requests to the Lord in prayer.  Would you today put forth an extra effort in this? Please?  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, we know that words are powerful. Without them, Man could not know about you, your Son, and your plan of eternal salvation.  Please help us today to influence someone by using “please” and “thank you.”  We pray this in Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3784025965366394652?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3784025965366394652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3784025965366394652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3784025965366394652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3784025965366394652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/07/please-and-thank-you.html' title='Please and Thank You'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2846171552362251780</id><published>2009-07-07T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:29:02.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SlN2996QyYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KI-MnI-VGdA/s1600-h/Johnston_Tshirt_2009%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355755188836682114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SlN2996QyYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KI-MnI-VGdA/s320/Johnston_Tshirt_2009%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to the family reunion on July 4th. Hard since my mom passed away in December. The t-shirt design (by cousin Jeff Jackson) shows those of generations 1-3 who are no longer with us. Mom and Dad are pictured nearest "rd".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to cousin Turiya Roberts for hosting the event.  Next year's reunion will be in Rockford, Ill.  May the Lord bless this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2846171552362251780?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2846171552362251780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2846171552362251780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2846171552362251780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2846171552362251780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-usa.html' title='Happy Birthday USA'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SlN2996QyYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KI-MnI-VGdA/s72-c/Johnston_Tshirt_2009%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-954254294101139942</id><published>2009-06-29T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:25:44.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Handbag</title><content type='html'>First published June 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And the disciples came and said to him, “Why do You speak to them in parables?”  He answered and said to them, “Because it has been given to you to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not been given.” Matthew 13:10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** **** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever since I could remember, my Granny would say, “I mustn’t forget my handbag.”  When I visited and we would work outside at the clothesline or garden, a neighbor-lady would ask teasingly, “Katy-Bell, where’s your handbag?”  Granny would reply without looking up, “Oh nearby, Evelynn!”  When I was older, I asked why the handbag was so important.  “It was a dear present from your Grandpa.  But child, what’s in the handbag is more important.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I became a woman, a wife, and a mother, I began to pay attention to the contents of my own handbag and to appreciate the wise words of my Granny.  Upon hearing of Granny’s death, I rushed to pay my last respects.  When I asked other relations about Granny’s parting words, I was pleased to know that she was buried with her handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the parables that Jesus told, my story is metaphoric with a lesson.  On the surface, it seems a bit odd for a grandmother to be obsessed with her handbag.  But, then again, grandmothers were assumed to be odd by definition.  So, the literal meaning has some validity. Now, is this my real Granny, or a symbolic grandmother for everyone? Hm. Ask my kids! The story is also dated.  Today some people would relate better to words like purse, wallet, diaper bag, tote bag, or even “Franklin Planner®.”  But, Granny said that though the physical handbag was special, the focus was elsewhere.  The real point seems to be hidden in the handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literal. Figurative. Metaphoric. Historic. Timeframe. Culture. Author. Audience.   These are all words that need to be considered when studying the Bible.  Understanding is also difficult when interpretations collide.  You can image “The Church of the All Important Handbag” splitting from “The Fellowship of the All Important Contents”. On a personal level, though, we may be assured that there are basis truths iterated repeatedly in the scriptures.  Included is the charge that we continue to hear, learn, and do (James 1:22), and hold on to what is good and just.  And just like Granny, we won’t forget our handbag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for giving us parables so we may learn your truths.  Through your mercy, please reveal to us what your word means, and help us to rightly share them with others.  In your Son’s name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-954254294101139942?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/954254294101139942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=954254294101139942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/954254294101139942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/954254294101139942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/06/handbag.html' title='The Handbag'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5141037714818510786</id><published>2009-06-08T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:29:23.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Extra Super Duper Dollop</title><content type='html'>First published June 8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about five or six years old, I remember occasionally going out for ice cream after church.  It seems that when my father had to work and my mother took my siblings and I to church, we’d get to have a single scoop of ice cream. My favorite was strawberry with big chunks of bright red fruit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes as we sat eating our dessert I’d watch other customers order and receive their treats.  When someone ordered a sundae, the shop owner would flamboyantly put an extra super duper dollop of whipped cream on top.  His eyes would grow big as artfully swirled the snow-white topping and crowned the creation with a cherry.  The receiver’s eyes where just as big as he anticipated the extra special added sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a great wonderful thing to get an extra super duper dollop.  And as I grew older I realized not only would I get extra super duper dollops, but they could take on different forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant with my fifth child, I had cancer as well.  After two surgeries in the spring, I resumed homeschooling and teaching math at a local university in the fall.  When I went into early labor the course of events could have only been woven by God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Gail, who was a civil engineer fresh out of college and working at her first big job, took off of work and drove an hour to my house, snatched the final exams for my classes and drove up to Cal Poly to proctor them for me.  Jeff stayed home to monitor my contractions, orchestrated the details of my sister’s arrival with the department chairman, and corresponded with the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sitter/helper, Angie skipped her afternoon classes at PCC (Hope University) and watched the children.  Gail brought the completed final exams then headed for the airport to pick up my mother.  Jeff and I went to the hospital.  Gail arrived at my house with Mom, took Angie to her place, and bought dinner for the kids.  I gave birth to a healthy boy, and months later resumed radiation treatment. &lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you know of those super duper dollops of blessings in your life.  There are special events, special presents, special kind deeds, and special people who have added that extra sweetness on top of blessings.   Or maybe you can be the extra super duper dollop of blessings to someone?  Meditate on today’s verse.  By word and deed, pray that today, you can be an extra special dollop of added sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3:20-21&lt;br /&gt;“Now to Him who is able to do exceeding abundantly beyond all that we ask or think,&lt;br /&gt; according to the power that works within us,&lt;br /&gt;to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations forever and ever.  Amen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 Karen E. Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5141037714818510786?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5141037714818510786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5141037714818510786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5141037714818510786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5141037714818510786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/06/extra-super-duper-dollop.html' title='The Extra Super Duper Dollop'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-7191666536426335089</id><published>2009-06-08T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:53:47.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Strider's Meet of Champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/Si1BjnPHklI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GmIDUsp0PNg/s1600-h/kv3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345000412842267218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/Si1BjnPHklI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GmIDUsp0PNg/s320/kv3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 23rd, 2009 Orange Coast College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high jump 1.05m - 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javelin 21.87m - 2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot Put 9.67m - 2nd (Personal Best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Chris Stone for the photo of my first put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the javelin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davepeetersphoto.com/photos/MASTERS_Meet_Of_Champions_OCC_05_23_09/Big/MS_000211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 419px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.davepeetersphoto.com/photos/MASTERS_Meet_Of_Champions_OCC_05_23_09/Big/MS_000211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to Dave Peeters for use of the photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-7191666536426335089?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/7191666536426335089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=7191666536426335089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7191666536426335089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7191666536426335089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-striders-meet-of-champions.html' title='At the Strider&apos;s Meet of Champions'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/Si1BjnPHklI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GmIDUsp0PNg/s72-c/kv3%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6865772351095927415</id><published>2009-06-08T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:40:33.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the State Senior Games in Pasadena, CA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/Si0-gnLMXyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YtnfY4J_DfE/s1600-h/kv2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344997062751313698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/Si0-gnLMXyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YtnfY4J_DfE/s320/kv2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discus - 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shot Put - 2nd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Javelin - 3rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;High Jump - NH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Chris Stone for the pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6865772351095927415?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6865772351095927415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6865772351095927415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6865772351095927415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6865772351095927415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-state-senior-games-in-pasadena-ca.html' title='At the State Senior Games in Pasadena, CA'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/Si0-gnLMXyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YtnfY4J_DfE/s72-c/kv2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6092374155813492773</id><published>2009-06-05T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:00:35.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing a New Song</title><content type='html'>First pulished March 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sing to the Lord a new song; Sing to the Lord, all the earth; Sing to the Lord, bless His name; Proclaim good tidings of His salvation from day to day.’”&lt;br /&gt; Psalms 96:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a friend remarked that she read an article charging that singing at least once a day added years to your life.  Well, since I like to sing, I did a quick search on the computer and found several sites explaining that singing increases blood flow, provides an emotional release, and lowers blood pressure. Science has ascribed to something that the Bible has taught for a long time – singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is to have written 73 of the 150 psalms of the Book of Psalms.  There are also 50 anonymous ones, some of whom he probably wrote.  Singing was important in Biblical times.  Moses sang and taught the people to sing (Exodus 15).  The people of Israel sang as the traveled to the Promised Land (Numbers 21:17).  Deborah and Barak sang praises to God (Judges 5).  Hezekiah’s singers sang the words of David (II Chronicles 29:28-30). Nehemiah’s singers sang loud and strong (Nehemiah 12:42).  Jesus and his disciples sang at the last supper (Matthew 26:30).  Paul and Silas sang from behind prison bars (Acts 16:25). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 96 does not hide its directive.  Sing to the Lord. Sing to the Lord.  Sing to the Lord.  This is a wonderful way to praise the Lord.  Perhaps your church gives a call to worship through song. The songs and hymns your congregation sings may also use verses from the Psalms.  Haven’t you experienced the exuberance of being part of hundreds of voices singing “Our God Reigns”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if there are so many benefits to singing to the Lord, then why don’t we do more of it on a daily basis?  When we are joyous we need to sing praises.  When we struggle we need to sing praises.  When we are victorious we need to sing praises. When we assemble to worship we need to sing praises. Today take that song from your heart and let it out!  Sing!&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord God, thank you for giving me songs to sing; songs of your love; songs of your majesty, songs of your son Jesus. Singing praises onto you is good physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.  But I am apprehensive to sing out daily in my life.  Help me to be bold, to worship you through song as I grow in you.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6092374155813492773?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6092374155813492773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6092374155813492773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6092374155813492773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6092374155813492773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/06/singing-new-song.html' title='Singing a New Song'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-8706687528376334378</id><published>2009-06-05T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:58:51.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Servant-Hood: It’s Also About Me</title><content type='html'>First published April 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is explicit about the subject of selfishness [Phil 2:3].  And it’s a big enough concept that there are gobs of sermons, books, talks, exercises, and discussions about the problems of leading a selfish life.   One obsessed with “Me! Me! Me!” can even find him/herself down a road of destruction, perhaps dragging others along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, far too often faithful saints find themselves overworked, stressed, and ignoring primary responsibilities of self and family.  I know an adult Christian man who said to me that he had hated is father for never spending time with him as a boy.  His father was a well-loved church elder who spent the majority of evenings in church meetings, in sessions counseling parishioners, teaching a Bible study, and on the phone.  This may be an extreme situation, but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are three real life facts: 1) an unhealthy tree does not consistently bear good fruit. 2) There is wise instruction from airline attendants.  “In case of a loss in cabin pressure, oxygen masks will drop down.  Passengers with small children put on your masks first, and then attend to the children.”  3) Life guards at the beach have the confidence, training, and experience to swim at a level high enough to save others who struggle in the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, what does this mean?  Our own spiritual life needs to be mature enough to bear good fruit. “…Whoever serves, let him do so as by the strength which God supplies….” (I Peter 4:11a).  Our own spiritual life needs to reflect proper priorities. “‘And why do you look at the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye?’”(Luke 6:4`) And, our own spiritual life needs to be strong enough to help others. Basically, there needs to be enough attention to “Me” in order to effectively serve “Others.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, start with “Me,” by focusing on your spiritual nourishment. But don’t stop there.  Maturing does not come from remaining a seedling.  Through your prayer life, Bible study, and input from trusted mature believers, kingdom work can be revealed to you.  Next consider your closest sphere of family and friends. Serving begins in these relationships.  Then expand your servant-hood as you face challenges and blessings each day.  Your life will be overflowing with good fruit!&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh gracious Heavenly Father, I am your child who desires to serve.  Daily I face the challenge of prioritizing.  Please help take care of me first, then as I mature in you, let me serve others to your glory.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-8706687528376334378?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/8706687528376334378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=8706687528376334378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8706687528376334378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8706687528376334378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-servant-hood-its-also-about-me.html' title='In The Servant-Hood: It’s Also About Me'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6398658362660016763</id><published>2009-04-08T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:10:28.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey Home</title><content type='html'>First published April 8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 26:39 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;“Going a little father, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me.  Yet not as I will, but as you will.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 5 years old, I remember a very hard journey.  Our car broke down downtown near the library, and my mother, three-year old brother, one and a half year old sister, and I were stranded.  My mother put my sister and some packages in the stroller, and my brother and I walked on either side holding on the bar.  Our journey began.  The first, oh say, block or so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t seem hard.  It was like an adventure, seeing the storefronts, people and cars.  But I soon grew tired.  The sun was setting, and I was getting hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother also grew tired and graduated to riding in the basket in the stroller, behind my sister, while the packages were atop the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;canapé&lt;/span&gt;. I was sad.  My feet began to hurt.  It was now dark and we were away from the lit downtown area.  I shed a tear.  My mother held my hand and we walked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, I presume, was tired of pushing both my brother and my sister.  And by my calculations many years later, she was most likely pregnant with my next sister.  We stopped and made a switch.  My mother now carried my sister and the packages, and I pushed my brother in the stroller.  My burden was too much to bear, and I whimpered. My mother said that soon we would be home.  The packages went back to the basket, and she helped me push the stroller. One and two-tenths miles later, we arrived home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of year when Christians typically focus on the events and suffering of Jesus during the last days of his life on earth. The Passion of Jesus often begins with Jesus praying in the garden of Gethsemane.  Jesus’ journey home to heaven was long and hard.  The betrayal of Judas, the arrest, the trial, the scourging, and the crucifixion, were no more than horrifying. But Jesus handled His journey home with God the Father right there for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can follow Jesus’ example from Matthew’s account in today’s verse.  When faced with trials we need to 1) humble ourselves, 2) communicate with God, 3) ask honestly our desires, and 4) accept His will over ours.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh Father God, in our trials we have hope through the example of your Son, Jesus.  We lean on his words from the inspired scripture to guide us through the rough times.  Thank you for your Son, in whom our hope could not have been made possible.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6398658362660016763?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6398658362660016763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6398658362660016763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6398658362660016763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6398658362660016763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/04/journey-home.html' title='The Journey Home'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6092464341603565105</id><published>2009-03-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:12:33.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIS WAYS</title><content type='html'>First Published February 16, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 11:33&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! &lt;br /&gt;How unsearchable are His judgments and unfathomable His ways!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little, my brother J.E. got a toy sheriff’s set. It included a sheriff’s star, a cowboy hat, a holster with a cap shooter, and a set of handcuffs.  He liked to play the part of sheriff “arresting” my sisters and me, putting us in the cuffs and sending us to “jail.”  On one particular day, my sister L.E. was still in the handcuffs and the key was lost.  We yanked and pulled, but her wrists just got red and swollen.  We tried to free her by using water and lotion to lubricate her wrists, but we were unsuccessful.  Now her wrists were red swollen and slimy. Everyone was in a panic, but no one had the solution.  We finally had to go into the house to tell Mom what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t seem surprised by the predicament. (Maybe it was because she and her brothers and sister experienced similar adventures!) When asked what she was going to do, my mother replied, “Nothing, just wait.”  My sister was in tears and my brother was outraged.  Mom was going to do nothing and just allow L.E. to suffer in the handcuffs?  She helped L.E. with her bath and eating dinner, but did nothing about the handcuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us all a long time to fall asleep.  Strange scenarios kept floating in my young mind.  Would Dad have to use a saw to set L.E. free?  Would she have to go to the hospital? Would she have to live forever with handcuffs on her wrists?  There were so many questions with not enough answers.  Or at least there were none that satisfied my brother, sister, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all experienced moments when either by our own missteps or by chance we are in a tough predicament.  We try all the conventional ways of solving our problem, while God is patiently trying to tell us to wait for his timing and his plan.  In the mean time it’s really hard to understand God’s logic.  So we tend to dismiss him from our decision-making.  But as our verse says, we could be (and often are) clueless about God’s logic concerning solutions to our problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure didn’t understand my mother’s logic. When I awoke the next morning L.E. was also awake and the handcuffs were off, but she didn’t know how that came to be.  J.E. was the one to ask Mom.  “I waited until your sister was asleep and I guided her hand out.”  Wow.  That was simple, yet the three of us couldn’t have done it by ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what we need to learn from the Bible.  We will not understand God’s ways, but because his knowledge and wisdom is infinite, we can trust that he will guide us through our trials.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord God for your scriptures that assure me that your ways are unfathomable.  Your wisdom and knowledge surpasses my limited mind, thus I may put my trust in you to guide me through the tough times and predicaments in my life.  Calm me Lord, that I may welcome your guidance and solution.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Karen Vaughn, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6092464341603565105?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6092464341603565105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6092464341603565105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6092464341603565105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6092464341603565105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-ways.html' title='HIS WAYS'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-546584458623396489</id><published>2009-03-19T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:10:07.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Pursuit of Prosperity</title><content type='html'>First Published January 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly every fall for the past 29 years I have had first year college students who encounter the shock of being on their own.  They must make crucial decisions and reap the results.  Unfortunately many struggle to remain on a straight path of a prosperous future.  The following “P’s” of Proverbial Wisdom are from a list I put on my office door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;23:17b-18.  …But Always be zealous for the fear of the Lord. There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prioritize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;23:1-3.  When you sit to dine with a ruler, note well what is before you…Do not crave his delicacies, for that food is deceptive.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;23:4.   Do not wear yourself out to get rich;  have the wisdom to show restraint.&lt;br /&gt;21:5  The plans of the diligent lead surely to advantage, but everyone who is hasty comes surely to poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23:23 Buy the truth and do not sell it; get wisdom, discipline and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;23:12.  Apply your heart to instruction and your ears to words of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perseverance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;13:4  The soul of the sluggard craves and gets nothing, but the soul of the diligent is made fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;28:20  A faithful man will abound with blessings, but he who makes haste to be rich will not go unpunished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Karen Vaughn, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-546584458623396489?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/546584458623396489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=546584458623396489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/546584458623396489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/546584458623396489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-pursuit-of-prosperity.html' title='In Pursuit of Prosperity'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2889212721071443820</id><published>2008-12-22T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:49:32.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas: “Do You Get It?”</title><content type='html'>First published December 22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:30-34 &lt;br /&gt;“And the angel said to her, ‘Do not be afraid, Mary; for you have found favor with God.  And behold, you will conceive in your womb, and bear a son, and you shall name Him Jesus.  He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Most High; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David; and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever; and His kingdom will have no end.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;“You know,” our choir director, Becky said, “I’ve said it before, and will say it again.  There is more to this song than getting the notes right, than getting the words right, than even getting the dynamics right.  Christmas is different for Christians because we get it.  Do you get it?”  I was tired and zoned out.  Yup.  I get it…every year I get fatter.  I get presents.  I get into debt.  I get exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This song has to say, ‘We get it.’  It has to grip the listener.”  Becky continued, describing various artworks around the world and the reasons these pieces were remembered.  I, on the other hand, thought I got it.  Okay, okay. We celebrate Jesus’ birth. I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choir practiced more Christmas pieces.  I was struggling.  I just don’t get it.  This interval is hard to hear.  The vowel shapes run amok. And on top of it all, the song has to say, “We get it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I stopped and looked at the words. “How quietly, how quietly, the wondrous gift was given for me.”  That’s it! Becky’s wisdom was right on the mark.  Everything that had to do with Jesus’ life on earth was simple, yet complex.   He was plain and ordinary while special and extraordinary.  He was humble and quiet while changing lives and jolting the status quo.    Quiet, yet wondrous.  Now that is gripping.  I’ve known this nearly all of my life, but I had allowed the “We get it” outward focal point to fade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verses from Luke are just a sneak peek of a speck of the extraordinary end of Jesus’ life.  It is evidence that this is a perfect time of year to emphasize to the world that “We get it.”    If you are sidestepping and losing your focus, then this is a perfect time to reexamine the challenge. The bottom line for us all is, Christmas: Do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, as we approach the day of celebrating your son’s birth, may we be empowered to show the world that we get it! Help us show the lost that this is more than just a day off of work.  This is more than fancy decorations and cute songs.  Make our lives a reflection of the full meaning of Jesus in our lives.  In His Holy Name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2889212721071443820?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2889212721071443820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2889212721071443820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2889212721071443820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2889212721071443820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-do-you-get-it.html' title='Christmas: “Do You Get It?”'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-546082989871630964</id><published>2008-11-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:27:17.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the Missing Cushions</title><content type='html'>First published October 24, 2008               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise him up.  If he has sinned, he will be forgiven.  Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed.  The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective. James 5:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I were recently traveling south on Interstate Highway 5 through the Graphvine.  This stretch of highway about 50 miles long 25 miles north of Los Angeles reaches an altitude of over 4,000 feet (6.669 km).  Though the traffic flow was steady, it was a Sunday afternoon, and the four lane highway was crowded with motorists.  We were driving uphill when out of the blue, a sofa cushion came bounding at us.  “Whoa!” was all that I could utter as Jeff dodged the cushion.  The roadway quickly turned and we could see that the cushion came from a sofa on a truck towing a trailer several car lengths ahead.  “Can you catch them?”  “They just passed us a few minutes ago,” Jeff replied.  He tried to speed up a bit.  The truck just kept gaining distance, but now we could see that another cushion was about to become airborne.  It happened.  The second cushion flew high into the air and started bouncing downhill towards the cars…and us.  I joked “Oh, no! I feel like I’m in a video game!” Jeff, however, was serious faced trying to dodge the second cushion.  Unsuccessful in catching the truck, he soon resumed his original speed.  I started to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The influence of sin or even reckless acts can be like the missing cushions.   We go on in life unaware of how it can suddenly become dangerous or destructive to others around us.   From the other perspective, when we see the effects of sinfulness occurring, we as observers might be able to dodge the “bouncing cushions”, but not be able to reach the clueless “truck.”  So, what do we do?  To our ability, we continue to try to reach the person and make them aware of the situation.  If we can’t, then we pray.  Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we came upon the truck and trailer parked.  The driver and passenger were standing along the roadside looking back down the highway.  Two cushions were somewhere out there.  The damage, hopefully minimal, was done.  I again prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the primary means by which we begin conscience communication with God.  It is powerful.  And, though we may not ever see the results of our calloused knees, we have the assurance that prayer makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our passage today is a reminder of what we can do for those times when the “bouncing cushions” are flying in the wake of the clueless “truck.”  Today let’s be on the lookout for opportunities to pray fervently for those whose sin is dangerously affecting others in their life.  Be a person of dynamic prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-546082989871630964?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/546082989871630964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=546082989871630964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/546082989871630964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/546082989871630964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/11/case-of-missing-cushions.html' title='The Case of the Missing Cushions'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-421961673419319520</id><published>2008-10-03T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:28:08.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First Published October 3, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall be with him and he shall read it all the days of his life, that he may learn to fear the Lord his God, by carefully observing all the words of this law and these statutes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deuteronomy 17:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;The foolishness of my thoughts was obvious when I blurted out, “Really, I don’t want a new Bible!”  “You need a new one.  Look at this,” my husband retorted. Oh okay, let me press stop and rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seconds before, the worship service ended, and Jeff politely offered to carry my Bible.  Unfortunately I forgot to zip up the cover and pages flew every which way.  We’re not just talking about sermon notes and bulletins, but also pages from my Bible.  Hundreds of them decorated the pew and carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You need a new one.  Look at this,” my husband retorted.  “It’s just getting old.  It’s nearly…” “Thirty-two.” “Yeah, well I’ll get you a new one.” Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;I sat down with my new Bible.  I wanted to brood over what is different:  the size, the color of the cover, the print font size, a shorter concordance, and the version. Hmph! (I didn’t get it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;“May I look at your Bible a moment?” a lady next to me in Sunday school asked weeks later.  “Oh, this is a nice one with BIG letters!”  “Oh, my hubby bought me a new one,” I beamed.  “And it has a pretty blue cover!”  (I still didn’t get it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;More weeks later I opened various word document files containing devotion ideas.  One file read “The Word of God, value of the scriptures.”  Hm, I thought, I don’t think I can develop this idea anew.  I looked at my new Bible next to the computer keyboard. I opened it.  (I finally got it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall &lt;strong&gt;be&lt;/strong&gt; with him and he shall &lt;strong&gt;read&lt;/strong&gt; it all the days of his life, that he may &lt;strong&gt;learn&lt;/strong&gt; to fear the Lord his God, by carefully &lt;strong&gt;observing&lt;/strong&gt; all the words of this law and these statutes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deuteronomy 17:19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-421961673419319520?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/421961673419319520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=421961673419319520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/421961673419319520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/421961673419319520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-bible.html' title='The New Bible'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1227646460875260895</id><published>2008-09-18T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:29:15.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circuit Training</title><content type='html'>First Published September 17, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God,&lt;br /&gt; to those who are called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the college courses my son Reuben is taking this fall is circuit training.  This is an exercise science course designed to build and tone muscles, though other benefits may include weight loss, increased circulation, energy, and stamina.  Reuben told me that students were required to spend a minimum number of sessions in the circuit training room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this room are various stations at which the student works on a particular weight/exercise apparatus.  After spending a prescribed amount of time on the apparatus, the student moves to the next station, and so on, eventually forming a circuit of stations.  Some stations are more difficult; while others are so easy that it seems unlikely they do any good.  However, it’s the collective big picture, the work put in at all the stations, that will reap desired results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son’s class is an example of a phrase found in today’s text.  Circuit training likens to “work together.”  Couple this with the premise of “all things”, and we may look at two personal spiritual growth applications of Romans 8:28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, as we live our lives, we engage in periods learning, sharing, trials, joys, and interaction with others.  Some of these periods are difficult and some are so easy that we can’t believe someone else finds them hard.  Reuben finds the leg extension apparatus to be particularly difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, we must consider the time factor of our life.  Truly we only have a short time to “work together” the learning, sharing, dealing with trials, rejoicing, and interacting with others.  In Reuben’s circuit training class, the students have only 30 seconds to work on each apparatus.  Then, it’s on to the next station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time-sensitive aspect is very apparent in Proverbs 10:5, “He who gathers in summer is a son who acts wisely, but he who sleeps in harvest is a son who acts shamefully.”  A lost opportunity in our spiritual life may not repeat itself.  We must take advantage of opportunities to work on every spiritual “station”, creating a full and God pleasing “circuit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, thank you for life analogies that help us learn to grow in you.  Help us to work diligently on both difficult and easy “stations” of spiritual grow, so that collectively, the promise of Romans 8:28 will shine through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1227646460875260895?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1227646460875260895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1227646460875260895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1227646460875260895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1227646460875260895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/09/circuit-training.html' title='Circuit Training'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4900222164753457191</id><published>2008-08-28T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:46:28.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Orange Tree Lesson</title><content type='html'>First Published August 27, 2008&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;Mark 4:19&lt;br /&gt;“…And the worries of the world, and the deceitfulness of riches,&lt;br /&gt;and the desires for other things enter in and choke the word, and it becomes unfruitful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;During our recent room addition project the front and back yards were left neglected.  Among the fruit trees temporarily abandoned was a mandarin orange tree.  Last fall I didn’t notice anything wrong and gratefully picked the sweet abundant fruit.  During the spring I enjoyed the sight and delicate aroma of the orange blossoms that filled the yard.  Then yesterday I decided to spend the morning clearing away dead leaves, examine the tree for bugs or disease, and check on the tiny baby fruit that should be on their way to becoming plump juicy oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I approached the tree I thought it strange that the big white blossoms seemed to still be on the tree, not having advanced to a fruit stage.  Then it dawned on me that these blossoms did not belong to the orange tree.  They were the flowers of a beautiful vine that grew throughout the limbs of the tree.  Feeling somewhat deceived, I hacked, unwound, and pulled out yards and yards of the vine and its runners.  When I was finally done, I scarcely recognized the orange tree.  The “barnacle” vine had taken over the orange tree, making it appear to be lush and fine. Instead, it had choked and robbed it from being fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s passage is a small portion from Jesus’ explanation of a parable about the sower and his seeds.  Some seeds were thrown among the thorns, which represent worries and unfruitful desires of the world.  If left unattended, these seemingly wonderful things can crowd and choke out the fruitfulness of a God-centered life.  We must choose to consistently rely upon God’s Word, prayer, and the support of other believers to keep these worries and unfruitful desires from taking over and preventing us from producing real fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are letting a false lifestyle control your life, be encouraged that this can change immediately. Identify what is choking at your life.  Confess this to the Lord in his Son’s holy name.  Ask for the strength to bring about a change.  Accept the cutting and yanking away of this sinful life. Be aware that daily examination of choking vines trying to creep back is needed.  Apply proper attention to your spiritual health in studying the Word and praying, for instance.  Now, as God’s Holy Spirit works, watch the true fruit emerge in your life. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4900222164753457191?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4900222164753457191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4900222164753457191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4900222164753457191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4900222164753457191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/08/orange-tree-lesson.html' title='The Orange Tree Lesson'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6871414884052938928</id><published>2008-07-28T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:07:58.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Spritual Window Pocket</title><content type='html'>First published July 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Corinthians 3:12-14&lt;br /&gt;Now if any man builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw, each man’s work will become evident; for the day will show it because it is to be revealed with fire, and the fire itself will test the quality of each man’s work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite television commercials is for the Cracker Jack snack food (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwq_x9QsLzg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwq_x9QsLzg&lt;/a&gt;) . This 1960’s dialog-less black and white advertisement involved a little boy with his younger companion at a beach boardwalk wanting to purchase a box of Cracker Jack. Barely able to see over the counter, the little boy empties his pockets to scrounge up enough coins to pay for his treat. The proprietor picks through the various items to collect the money. When he indicates to the boy that he is short a few cents, the boy puts a marble on the counter. Once the man is satisfied of its value, he sets a box of the anticipated snack on the counter. The little boy and girl then run off to enjoy their “candy coated popcorn, peanuts and a prize.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been fascinated by the items that came from the boy’s pockets including a yo-yo with unraveled string, a hanky, and a frog. Those items told a lot about the boy. He used these things often; well, maybe not the hanky! His pockets were really a window into his life. My small pocket book (purse) is a window also. I have the usual I.D., keys, various cards and photos, (very little) money, a calendar, and grooming items. More uniquely I have a collection of “Be Prepared” items such as needles and thread, Band-aids, topical antibiotic, dental floss, a pocket knife, antiseptic wipes, tissues, LED flashlight, antacid, cough drops, and ibuprofen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I have in my spiritual window pocket? I surely have prayer access to God. I have his scripture, the Bible. I also have friends and spiritual leaders I can consult, along with innate abilities to help me learn and make decisions. But the big question is do I use what’s in my spiritual window pocket? Do people just see me pull them out once in a while? Do I have flashy verbal prayers? Do I volunteer at church just to be seen? Does my Bible still have that new book smell? What does my spiritual window pocket reveal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today let’s assess our spiritual window pocket and choose one area to actively improve for God’s glory. Get on your knees and really talk to God. Write a card to someone who needs encouragement. Crack open the word of God to read, study, and mediate. Rely on the true spiritual building materials and let our spiritual window pocket reveal the God of our salvation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6871414884052938928?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6871414884052938928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6871414884052938928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6871414884052938928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6871414884052938928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-spritual-window-pocket.html' title='Our Spritual Window Pocket'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3952899114852300936</id><published>2008-07-28T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:04:00.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alley Oop!</title><content type='html'>First Published July 9, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter Heather helps teach basic horsemanship she assists the beginning riders onto the saddle using a mounting block or giving the boost herself.  Her intertwined fingers provide strength to help “alley oop” the student to the much higher seat.  As lessons progress some riders are able to mount the saddle unaided.  Others can safely use the mounting block, and the rest rely on another to “alley oop” them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us Christians came to their faith as spiritual babies, beginners if you will.  And, in the course of our life we have had a combinations of helps, or “alley oops” to boost our spiritual growth.  We have needed the help of Biblically appointed teachers and leaders with their intertwined fingers of wisdom and experience boosting us up. “And He gave some as apostles, and some as prophets, and some as evangelists, and some as pastors and teachers, for the equipping of the saints for the work of service, to the building up of the body of Christ.” (Eph 4:11-12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have needed and relied upon each other for help via prayer, or sometimes of a practical nature. “I commend to you our sister Phoebe, who is a servant of the church which is at Cenchrea; that you receive her in the Lord in a manner worthy of the saints, and that you help her in whatever matter she may have need of you; for she herself has also been a helper of many, and of myself as well.” (Romans 16:2) “Therefore, confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another so that you may be healed.  The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.” (James 5:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all have needed and will continue to need God’s help through his word and his spirit, as we seek to be in his will. “So, having obtained help from God, I stand to this day testifying both to small and great, stating nothing but what the prophets and Moses said was going to take place.” (Acts 26:22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That covers everyone.  Giving.  Receiving.  Both.  Okay, ready?  One, two, three, alley oop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I read in your word that I can receive help from your holy spirit, leaders and teachers, and other believers.  I acknowledge and thank you for the hundreds of believers that have boosted me spiritually.  Please strengthen and equip me to also be an “ally oop” to others so that all of us can grow and mature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3952899114852300936?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3952899114852300936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3952899114852300936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3952899114852300936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3952899114852300936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/07/alley-oop.html' title='Alley Oop!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4917733568764154087</id><published>2008-07-10T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:01:41.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Prayer</title><content type='html'>June Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 23:18-19&lt;br /&gt;There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off.  Listen, my son, and be wise and keep your heart on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of year in which people in America think of as graduation time. School terms are ending and millions of young people are contemplating and implementing a next big step in their life.  Some are making educational choices.  Others are planning to enter the job force.  And still others are considering both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, scores of parents are seeing many years of cultivating a life come to fruition at this time.    They know from their own life experiences that hard work and great rewards lay in the future.  And they also know of the temptations and challenges the world can throw at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As three of my daughters graduate from college, another continues advanced studies while pursuing a new job, and my son plans for his future, I offer this prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father in Heaven, I come before you to offer prayers for my children.  I pray for their future; the decisions that they make today and the consequences they face tomorrow.  I pray for abundant strength for them to weather challenges.  I pray for their hearts to continue to grow in love and kindness.  I pray for the people they influence, may they know my children as beacons of Christ-likeness.  I pray for the people overseeing my children.  I ask that they be true instruments of your precepts.  I pray for my children’s zeal to never be extinguished and their courage to stand strong for your standards.  Thank you deeply Lord for all of them.  Be with them always.  I humbly ask these things in the name of your son, Jesus, the Christ.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4917733568764154087?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4917733568764154087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4917733568764154087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4917733568764154087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4917733568764154087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-prayer.html' title='June Prayer'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3259725891363089561</id><published>2008-05-28T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T06:29:36.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Versus Doubting</title><content type='html'>First Published May 26, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 11:22-24 (NASB)&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus answered saying to them, “Have faith in God.  Truly I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be taken up and cast into the sea, and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that what he says is going to happen, it shall be granted him.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;I heard a radio commercial the other day that made fun of the quote, “… people have the power to move mountains.”  The announcer mocked that it was a bad thing to actually move a mountain, and that the listener should find it logically better to move a mountain of litter from a beach.  The fact that the commercial misquoted the Bible made me painfully aware of two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil is always at work to slowly and cleverly fill people with doubt.  Planted doubt can chip away at our faith.  Shaky faith in turn allows doubt to grow and become stronger.  This again affects our faith.  The root of this downward spiral of emptiness can be attributed in part by a lack of knowing scripture, my second observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commercial’s impact feeds upon the fact that the populous is ignorant of famous Bible quotes. Thus when taken out of context or misquoted, the word of God can seem like bad advice.  All who call themselves a child of God through the sacrifice of Jesus Christ should commit to scripture memorization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamefully, I’m the best example of someone lacking in this area.  So, I’ve come up with a rubric for myself for memorizing scripture.  First I will choose 12 scripture passages from various parts of my Bible.  I will hand write the verse(s) on day one.  Then for the next 6 days I will say the verse(s) and reference aloud.  By the seventh day, if the passage is not firmly planted in my heart, I will spend another 7 days on it.    After I memorize 12 passages I will choose 12 more for my next goal and see how many I memorize before the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord God, although I see your handiwork everyday, I sometimes doubt.  Through memorizing your word, help me to have steadfast faith that will not waiver, even under outside attacks of doubt. In Jesus’ name I pray, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 by Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3259725891363089561?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3259725891363089561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3259725891363089561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3259725891363089561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3259725891363089561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/05/faith-versus-doubting.html' title='Faith Versus Doubting'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-8002599520746234254</id><published>2008-05-09T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:56:11.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Advice</title><content type='html'>First Published May 9, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 4:8b (NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;…And day and night they do not cease to say, “Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God, the Almighty, who was and who is and who is to come.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;As the basis for a future article for Mother’s Day, my local newspaper issued a request for readers to send in the best advice they received from their mother. My mother’s advice, I thought, could easily fill a page. However, the best advice she has given me was the above verse for today in the form of the popular hymn, “Holy, Holy, Holy” written by Reginald Heber (1783-1826).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, our song shall rise to thee;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty!&lt;br /&gt;God in three persons, blessed trinity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother would sing this hymn countless times during my childhood, and I always knew who and what God was: holy, almighty, merciful, strong, infinite, and omniscient. So strong was its influence that this is my favorite hymn and Revelation 4:8b is one of my favorite passages of scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this Mother’s Day consider remembering or even thanking your mother for the Biblical advice she taught. In giving birth and nurturing children, a mother’s Biblical wisdom is a special blessing from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord God Almighty, thank you for my mother’s advice. Her Biblical wisdom is a strong foundation in my life. In thought, words, and deed, help me to be that kind of mother to my children. This I earnestly pray in Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-8002599520746234254?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/8002599520746234254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=8002599520746234254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8002599520746234254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8002599520746234254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-advice.html' title='Mother&apos;s Advice'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1407044265518851350</id><published>2008-04-07T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:09:30.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strength of Humor</title><content type='html'>First published April 4, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah 8:10 (NASB)&lt;br /&gt;Then he said to them, "Go, eat of the fat, drink of the sweet, and send portions to him who has nothing prepared; for this day is holy to our Lord. Do not be grieved, for the joy of the LORD is your strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Very recently my husband and I saw the Christian comedian, Nazareth (&lt;a href="mailto:info@nazarethusa.com"&gt;info@nazarethusa.com&lt;/a&gt;) perform. He made the audience hysterical with laughter as he poked fun at various everyday occurrences like getting stuck in southern California traffic and the junk foods we eat.  When he happened upon the subject of fatherhood, he asked the audience if any father had sat through caesarean section births.  My husband proudly raised his hand high and when called upon admitted that he had been present during my three C-sections.  Nazareth was delighted to have a fellow 3-C dad in the camp.  He was more delighted when Jeff provided great fodder for more jokes!  After some fun grilling, he concluded that Jeff was a mathematician that removed the twinkle from stars by adjusting the atmosphere!  (Jeff invents equations to remove the distortion from atmospheric images in telescopes).  I was laughing so hard, I couldn’t see.  By the time Nazareth finished his bit about fatherhood, my stomach hurt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home after the show, I relayed to Jeff how I hadn’t ever laughed about my C-sections, especially the last in which I had cancer while being pregnant.  That time in our lives was very tough.  But the laughter seemed to release the sorrow and hurt that I still felt because the cancer surgeon wanted me to abort.  Wow.  There was strength in humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse comes after a public reading of the Law.  The people were very sad and repentant about having acted against the Lord through their sin.  But Nehemiah and the Levites calmed the people by urging them to celebrate and have a party because doing right in God’s sight will strengthen them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all face trials that prevent us from laughing, much less smiling.  We can trust that through His precepts, the Lord can give us strengthening joy through celebrating and laughing! Let’s make it a point today to receive God’s strength through laughter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for the ability to laugh and for those who help us laugh in your name.    Give us strength through laughter to tackle the hardships of today and to let others see you through humor.  In Jesus’ name I pray, amen.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 by Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1407044265518851350?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1407044265518851350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1407044265518851350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1407044265518851350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1407044265518851350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/04/strength-of-humor.html' title='The Strength of Humor'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-151654727943159355</id><published>2008-03-26T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:02:44.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt II</title><content type='html'>First Published March 19, 2008                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 19:25-26&lt;br /&gt;Thus he overthrew those cities and the entire plain, including all those living in the cities—&lt;br /&gt;and also the vegetation in the land.&lt;br /&gt; But Lot's wife looked back, and she became a pillar of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was in Mrs. Hewitt’s 7th grade home economics class, the girls’ assignment was to make traditional Snickerdoodle cookies.  We were put two girls to a cooking station, and my partner for this project was Denise.  The tasks were divided, and I measured the dry ingredients, including flour, baking soda, cream of tartar, and … salt.  All along Denise objected to me measuring over the bowl.  I scoffed at her remarks until oops, too much salt went into the mixture.  We continued the assignment to ensure a good grade, but it was no surprise, the cookies were ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings of consumption of too much salt flood our lives and rightfully so.  Excessive amounts of salt contribute to the development of diabetes, high blood pressure, cataracts, kidney stones, osteoporosis, and stomach cancer (&lt;a href="http://www.femhealth.com/DangersofSalt.html"&gt;http://www.femhealth.com/DangersofSalt.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, vast amounts of salt mentioned were associated with desolation. “The whole land will be a burning waste of salt and sulfur—nothing planted, nothing sprouting, no vegetation growing on it. It will be like the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, Admah and Zeboiim …” (Deuteronomy 29:23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we as “salt of the earth” overdo our spiritual saltiness?  Within, we become proud Super Christians!  “But he gives us more grace. That is why Scripture says: "God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble"” (James 4:6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outwardly we “Bible thump,” stunting or ruining opportunities for the Holy Spirit to work.  “My brothers, can a fig tree bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Neither can a salt spring produce fresh water.” (James 3:12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this work out?  Fresh water has the right amount of salt, less than 1000 parts per million (ppm).  So, with the right amount of salt we can as the “salt of the earth” be spiritually healthy ambassadors for Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 by Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-151654727943159355?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/151654727943159355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=151654727943159355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/151654727943159355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/151654727943159355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/03/salt-ii.html' title='Salt II'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3934614292418807566</id><published>2008-03-17T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:28:18.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>First published March 17, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:13a (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;You are the salt of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Salt is an interesting compound.  NaCl (sodium chloride) is a crystalline mineral readily found in the ocean (aqueous) and sediment rock.  Today we don’t appreciate salt as much as people did in bible times.  Historically, salt had been used as a preservative for as far back as 8000 years ago.  Its value was global.  Battles were fought over salt mining sites in places such as Saltzburg (Salt Town), Austria.  Salt was used as a trading commodity, even as money.  The English word “salary” comes from the Roman word “salt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when Matthew records Jesus’ words, the people of the day were seriously impacted by verse 13.   This passage appears after the Beatitudes portion of the Sermon on the Mount.  It continues Jesus’ encouragement to the disciples and multitudes of people.  Through him they are the “salt of the earth,” preservers of the message of salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we today relate to this verse when our society relies upon refrigeration and salt is so readily available?  Let’s go ahead and use our present-day knowledge.  First salt is essential for normal health by maintaining the electrolyte balance of human body cells.  Without this balance, cells would either explode, or dehydrate.  I’m glad salt is readily available.  Next, salt creates a toxic environment for microorganisms so bad bacteria is killed and foods last longer.  Synthetic uses of salt include PVC and pesticides.  Both of these have been instrumental in improving our quality of life.  (&lt;a href="http://www.enviroliteracy.org/article.php/1184.html"&gt;http://www.enviroliteracy.org/article.php/1184.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, salt is still and will always be valuable.  Next time you season with salt, consider how Christ wants us to be preservers of his word.  What a great motive for glorifying Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord God, thank you for the words of you son, Jesus.  Help me to be the effective, preserving salt of the earth, spreading the good new to all who might hear.  In Christ’s name I pray, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008, Karen Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3934614292418807566?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3934614292418807566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3934614292418807566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3934614292418807566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3934614292418807566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/03/salt-part-1.html' title='Salt (Part 1)'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-898420845975110036</id><published>2008-02-28T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:58:04.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Treasure</title><content type='html'>First Published February 29, 2008&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:34 (NASB)&lt;br /&gt;For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse is a tiny portion of Jesus’ lessons to his disciples in Galilee.  He knew they were anxious to establish a mighty physical kingdom with which to overthrow their enemies.  But he also knew they needed micro-attention. Luke 12:30 begins, “For all these things the nations of the world eagerly seek; but your Father knows that you need these things.”  He is referring to the physical, material needs of man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 31 continues, “But seek for His kingdom, and these things shall be added to you.”  He wanted them to focus on that which was of lasting value.  Verse 33b adds,  “…make yourselves purses which do not wear out, an unfailing treasure in heaven, where no thief comes near, nor moth destroys.”  And, verse 34 summarizes, “For where you treasure is, there will your heart be also.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poignant message for us Material Girls and Guys of today was recently looked at from a deeper viewpoint.  In my husband’s new book, we see that for God to do all he did, we had to be valuable to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so planet Earth, and the whole majestic universe that God made, pales in comparison to the incomprehensible fact that God dwells with man through Jesus Christ. God’s faithful people are his treasured possession (Ex. 19:5; Deut. 7:6; 14:2; 26:18; Psalm 135:4), and where his treasure is his heart will be also (Luke 12:34). What in this physical universe can compete with the reality that God loves and cares for his people? God raises them up to accomplish his will, reflect his glory, and live in his eternal kingdom. (&lt;a href="http://beyondcreationscience.com/"&gt;Beyond Creation Science&lt;/a&gt;, p.359)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:34 is not only a good set of words to live by, but our mighty creator himself holds to this promise.  His son sacrificed himself that we might have eternal communion in heaven.  This makes us valuable treasure to God.  We are where HIS heart is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord God, Thank you for the love you’ve shown us through your son Jesus Christ.  Be with us as we share and live that love came first from you, and we are the treasure of your heart.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-898420845975110036?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/898420845975110036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=898420845975110036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/898420845975110036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/898420845975110036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-treasure.html' title='Great Treasure'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-490866460912309865</id><published>2008-02-13T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T05:20:18.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Away</title><content type='html'>First Published February 13, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 145:17-20a (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is righteous in all His ways and loving toward all he has made.  The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.  He fulfills the desires of those who fear him; he hears their cry and saves them.  The Lord watches over all who love him…&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Recently my family and I visited the Fresno (California) Chaffee Zoo. While admiring the kookaburra display, 3 boys aged about 8-12, stopped near by and asked a zoo employee where the restrooms were.  The trio thanked the employee and began to walk past me.  The oldest suddenly stopped and exclaimed an alert, “Oh, no, Parent Warning!”  As the three turned and scurried back the direction they came, I turned to see a lady with a frantic look on her face.  She peered around corners, searched among the people in line at the concession stand, moving and looking.  Then she noticed the trio running away.  She stopped and waited by the Macaw Cage.  Upon seeing the boys, her worried look turned into frustration.  My eyes caught hers and I offered an understanding smile.  Unchanged, her focus returned to the three boys.  She began to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many misconceptions about the God of the Universe is that He is uncaring and has left us to fend for ourselves.  Some of us think that when we sin and move away from his grace, He doesn’t want us.  He turns his back on us.  Well, now hear this!  God loves you and me!  He hates sin, but will be right there when you call upon Him “in truth.” No matter how far you have run away from God, when you turn around, He is right there to save you.  How? Submit to His Son’s Lordship and redemptive power.  Stop running away.  Turn around and accept His love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later during our zoo visit I was in the Reptile Exhibit building and saw the trio of once-lost boys being led by the woman.  Isn’t being led by love better than running away from it?&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord God, you are so loving.  Our sin distances us from you, but if we stop and call upon you in truth; the truth of Jesus, you are right there to save us.  Thank you.  Thank you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 by Karen E. Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-490866460912309865?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/490866460912309865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=490866460912309865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/490866460912309865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/490866460912309865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/02/running-away.html' title='Running Away'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2567270063265965268</id><published>2008-02-06T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:58:46.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Sniff, Sniff) Ah!</title><content type='html'>First Published January 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 2:14&lt;br /&gt;But thanks be to God, who always leads us in His triumph in Christ, and manifests through us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place.  For we are the fragrance of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;As the weather turns cold and the holidays draw closer I look forward to doing more baking.  In particular, my family enjoys banana bread.  I use my mother-in-law, Sue’s recipe that includes flour, sugar, bananas, eggs, oil, walnuts, baking soda, and salt.  The assembled ingredients bake 1½ hours, so the aroma ends up making its way throughout the entire house.  (Sniff, sniff) Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord God enjoyed the aroma of the burnt offerings given up by Noah, (Gen. 8: 21). He commanded Moses to write the book of laws, Leviticus that the Israelites had to obey.  Many of these laws included sacrifices in the form of burnt offerings, part of the covenant God had with his people. Obviously this was an important part of having a relationship with God.  But, burnt offerings apply to us today in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fulfilled covenant of the New Testament by Jesus through his death and resurrection allows us to bypass the burnt offering sacrifice as described in the Old Testament. I John 2:2 says, “He Himself is the propitiation for our sins; and not for ours only, but also for those of the whole world.”  We can accept Christ’s selfless act done on our behalf; the purification of sin.  This is an aroma pleasing to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this holiday time of wonderful aromas, do you need to think about accepting what Christ has already done for you? If you are a Christian, consider sharing the good news of Christ to a friend using today’s verses along with some fragrant baked goods.  Our decision for Him is a sweet aroma “…for we are the fragrance of Christ to God…”  (Sniff, sniff) Ah!&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord God for sending your Son that my sins might be redeemed.  May my life reflect the aroma of righteousness through Christ.  Help me to not stray away from your promises.  I want to be a sweet aroma.  In Christ’s name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Copyright Karen E. Vaughn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2567270063265965268?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2567270063265965268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2567270063265965268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2567270063265965268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2567270063265965268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/02/sniff-sniff-ah.html' title='(Sniff, Sniff) Ah!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6119347926266286501</id><published>2008-01-14T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T08:27:35.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Wishes Into Hope</title><content type='html'>Romans 5:4-6&lt;br /&gt;…Knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has  been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;When my daughters were little they enjoyed watching the Disney animated classic Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.  In this production Snow White sings a song called “I’m Wishing,” which relates her desire to find “Mr. Right.”  She seems to be singing this lament to anyone, including the woodland creatures, who will listen.  Though this is a make-believe story, it illustrates the difference between wishing and hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing throws our desires in any direction without the confidence that they will be granted, let alone be heard.    The nice part about wishing, though, is that there is little risk involved.  So, as little children, wishing didn’t seem all that harmful.  Adults, even Christians, may through maturity of years know that wishing is futile.  But, doesn’t wishing our trials, cares, and sins away sound great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, our Creator knows that we need a wishing factor with trust.  Trust that our physical and material needs will be met.  Trust that our burdens will be eased.  Trust that our sins will be no more.  Trust that for each “Mr. Right” there is a “Miss Right!” This is hope.  It is firmly rooted in the love that God has for us, through the sacrifice of his own son, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we may hope because of an assurance that God is in control.  This is faith.  Romans 5:1-3 ties faith with hope.  Hebrews 10:1 does the same, “Now faith is the assurance of things hope for, the conviction of things not seen.”  So our faith in God through Christ gives us hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear God in Heaven, my childish wishing puts you out of the picture.  There is no foundation in wishing, so it is the easy route.  But you have a better plan. Faith through your Son gives me the hope I need to conquer my fears, trials, and sins.  I pray that my faith remains strong so I may have the confidence that you are in control, ready to meet my needs according to your will.  Thank you Lord.  Thank you. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6119347926266286501?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6119347926266286501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6119347926266286501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6119347926266286501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6119347926266286501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/01/turning-wishes-into-hope.html' title='Turning Wishes Into Hope'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-9205051807495430190</id><published>2008-01-02T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:00:42.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Resolution Gone?</title><content type='html'>Proverbs 25:14 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;Like clouds and wind without rain is a man who boasts of gifts he does not give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;When I submitted my first devotional for 2007 to George Bragg I mentioned in my email message that I had purposed to present two devotionals per month.  I was tired of my flakiness and inconsistency in working on them.  So I resolved to be more disciplined and focused about my time and submit two per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were going well until September rolled around.  Suddenly there were other issues that seemed more pressing than to keep my promise.  The further I fell behind, the worse I felt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Book of Proverbs primarily written by King Solomon tells of Do’s and Don’ts of God centered living.  “The wise man” and “the foolish man” are the main subjects.  It’s obvious that our verse may be categorized under the acts of “the foolish man.”  An unfulfilled promise is like signs of anticipation without the product.  Empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is at stake when we don’t keep promises?  Among men they are honor (Proverbs 3:35), good favor and good name or reputation (Proverbs 3:4), respect   (Proverbs 3:21-22), promotion (Proverbs 22:29), influence (Proverbs 13:20), and dignity (Proverbs 31:25) to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds rather bad particularly if we have made it a habit of not keeping promises.  But there is good news in all of this.  “Through love and faithfulness, sin is atoned for,” (Proverbs 16:6).  The love and faithfulness is from God through his Son’s death and resurrection.  We need to be assured that God is with us, confess our sin, ask for forgiveness, and ask for the strength to accept any punishment and to get back on the right track. &lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord for allowing me these past 7 ½ years to share lessons that I have learned in my life.  Help me to keep my promises and to continue to contribute to this&lt;br /&gt;devotional series. In Jesus’ saving name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-9205051807495430190?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/9205051807495430190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=9205051807495430190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/9205051807495430190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/9205051807495430190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-where-oh-where-has-my-resolution.html' title='Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Resolution Gone?'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3164453895343628295</id><published>2007-12-26T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T11:58:38.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Published December 22, 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proverbs 150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Praise God in His sanctuary;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him in His mighty expanse.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him for His mighty deeds;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him according to His excellent greatness.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him with trumpet sound;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him with harp and lyre.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him with timbrel and dancing;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him with stringed instruments and pipe.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him with loud cymbals; Praise Him with resounding cymbals.&lt;br /&gt;Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of a trip east with my husband was visiting the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C.  Along with a wonderful tour, Jeff arranged for us to have high tea in one of the towers.  While we were enjoying scones, crumpets, and tea the church bells rang.  Their sound was strong, pure, and resonating; signaling the o’clock.  It was beautiful and exhilarating.  I was reminded of what it must have been like hundreds of years ago, when church bells were common.  Not only did they signal parishioners that services would begin soon, but they also announced special celebrations, like Christ’s birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article by Rev. Lewis H. How says that large bells appeared in church towers in around A.D. 400.  He further describes church bells as being an instrument of praise, dedicated to serving God and cites today’s text.  While many bells now-a-days are rung electronically, most in England are rung by hand.  The practice and art of hand bell-ringing is called campanology.  “Change ringing” is a particular branch of campanology where the bells are rung in a mathematical sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Carol of the Bells” (Ukrainian Carol) captures the essence of church bells on Christmas morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hark, how the bells, sweet silver bells, all seem to say, throw cares away&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is here, bringing good cheer, to young and old, meek and the bold,&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong ding dong that is their song with joyful ring all caroling&lt;br /&gt;One seems to hear words of good cheer from everywhere filling the air&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how they pound, raising the sound, o'er hill and dale, telling their tale,&lt;br /&gt;Gaily they ring while people sing songs of good cheer, Christmas is here,&lt;br /&gt;Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;On, on they send, on without end, their joyful tone to every home&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong ding... dong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3164453895343628295?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3164453895343628295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3164453895343628295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3164453895343628295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3164453895343628295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-bells.html' title='Christmas Bells'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-2208047806466188451</id><published>2007-12-10T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:28:28.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Map and GPS For Life</title><content type='html'>First published December 10, 2007                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 119: 105-107&lt;br /&gt;Thy word is a lamp to my feet, and a light to my path.  I have sworn, and I will confirm it, that I will keep Thy righteous ordinances.  I am exceedingly afflicted; Revive me, O Lord, according to They word.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago my husband and I traveled throughout the east, including our nation’s capitol, Washington, D.C.  To help find our way around we brought our laptop computer with a map program and a Global Positioning System (GPS) receiver installed.  The GPS receiver is a cool piece of technology that uses four satellites, multi-spatial geometry, and a navigation technique called triangulation to tell the receiver where it is on the globe. Jeff had set up our itinerary ahead of time, so all we had to do was follow the instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often, we came across a problem.  Perhaps street and highway names were not clear or non-existent as was the case 50 miles outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  In D.C. we encountered construction and heavy traffic which forced us to take a detour. When we found ourselves off the planned route we relied on the GPS receiver to tell us where we were and the map program to tell us how to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an interesting observation.  Evidence of God and his handiwork is seen everywhere. From DNA to the stars and planets, from close relationships to whole civilizations, the amazing proof of God cannot be missed.  However, the only way to learn of his plan of eternal salvation is through his inspired, written word, the Holy Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verses teach us a lot about what to do and what to rely on in life.  Familiar to many, verse 105 says that the word is our modern day map and GPS program.  It tells us where we are and how to get to our destination.  Verse 106 is evidence that the writer of Psalms is confident in God’s word.  And finally, in verse 107 we learn that when we are lost or off the path through our afflictions and trials, the word of God will restore us and set us straight.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for providing your written word.  It tells me where I am with respect to your plan.  It tells me that I can trust in you through it.  And it tells me that when I stray, it help guide me back to you.  Help me to focus on this lesson and to always rely on your “map and GPS” for life! Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-2208047806466188451?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/2208047806466188451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=2208047806466188451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2208047806466188451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/2208047806466188451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/12/map-and-gps-for-life.html' title='The Map and GPS For Life'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-7988088477788215473</id><published>2007-12-04T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:43:56.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift From The Heart</title><content type='html'>Originally Published December 21, 2005&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;Every good thing bestowed and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights… James 1:17  (NAS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Like many of us in this modern day generation, I grew up bombarded with commercialized “Xmas.”  Sure I was taught that Christmas was a time to celebrate the birth of Christ, but I truly thought the main purpose of the holiday was to present a list of demands to a fat man in a red suit at the department store.  I would stand in line wondering how a guy who had a job two weeks out of the year could pay for gobs of toys my hard-working parents could not pay for.  And of course all that wondering didn’t stop me from asking for lots of toys.  Fortunately, there were others besides my parents who taught me about real gift giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Christmas time when I was about seven years old.  Things were tight at that time.  My father was very ill with pneumonia and bed ridden.   My mother worked full time as a registered nurse, plus took care of my father and a household of five children.  (And, boy, was she strict!)  I saw that our tree that year was a smaller silver artificial variety instead of the giant hand chosen flocked tree as in years past.  I didn’t get to go to Macy’s and sit on Santa’s lap and ask for what I wanted that year.   We didn’t bake any goodies, listen to Christmas carols on the record player, or buy any new decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I was blind to the full emotional and financial impact of the situation.  I was focused on getting the ultimate big girl gift, a Barbie Doll!  She was glitz, glamour, and beeeeeoootifullll!  No more toys for babies.  After all, I was seven!  Then my excited anticipation crumbled before my eyes a few days before Christmas.  A stranger came to the door in the evening claiming to be a neighbor who heard that our family was experiencing rough times.  He had some gifts for us kids.  O boy, I thought!  Maybe I would get a Barbie doll early!  But when the old man handed me a wooden bed with a homemade rag doll in it, my heart sank.  This was no gift at all.  It was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ came to this earth in of one of the most humbling ways.   No one could guess that the Prince of Peace would be born amongst the herded animals.  Even the wise men of the East went to King Herod’s palace searching for the “King of the Jews.”  Though God’s gift to Man seemed very lowly and insignificant, it was the perfect gift, the ultimate sacrifice of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man and his wife gave my siblings and me precious gifts from the heart.  They cared about us and acted upon their concern by making a sacrifice.   My true gratitude of receiving the rag doll and bed was belated several years, but it helped me to realize just how wonderful the birth of Christ truly was.  Let’s not forget that his seemingly “nothing” gift was really the most perfect gift of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, this is the time of year that we acknowledge the birth of your Son, Jesus.  Most of us have been programmed to look for the spectacular gifts, thinking that they will truly satisfy us.  Your gift of your son and his giving of his life on the cross was straight from your heart.  Help me to remember and know this, not just today, but every day.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-7988088477788215473?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/7988088477788215473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=7988088477788215473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7988088477788215473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7988088477788215473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/12/gift-from-heart.html' title='A Gift From The Heart'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-4419693341238665484</id><published>2007-11-21T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:12:35.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>Published November 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 1:2-3, 8a&lt;br /&gt;We give thanks to God always for all of you, making mention of you in our prayers; constantly bearing in mind your work of faith and labor of love and steadfastness of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ in the presence of our God and Father…For the word of the Lord has sounded forth from you, not only in Macedonia and Achaia, but also in every place your faith toward God has gone forth…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;In the days that I taught Kindergarten Sunday school, I recall how difficult it was to guide the children in prayers of thanksgiving.  Don’t misunderstand me. It was easy to teach them to use the prayer model “Jesus, THANKS for GIVING me _________.”  The hard part was to help them understand that thankfulness is not just saying so.  It is also an action of showing so.  We are thankful by what we do.   But, this is not just difficult for children to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Law of Moses, giving thanks meant offering up sacrifices, the fruits of your labor.  Giving thanks was more than lip service.  The action of giving thanks came with a cost.  And the ultimate sacrifice, Jesus Christ, was made on the cross at a high cost, his life.  Now under a completed law of grace, how do we give thanks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to prayers of thanks (making mention of you in our prayers), we give of our treasures such as time and money (constantly bearing in mind your work of faith and labor of love), and we share the good news (the word of the Lord has sounded forth from you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our national day of giving thanks is an excellent time for Christians to unite under this model, believers are called to make it a way of life.  So, let’s be imitators of Paul’s inspired wisdom and make thankfulness synonymous with Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are truly thankful for the blessings you have given us.  More so Father, we thank you for your servant Paul’s letter that teaches us how to really be thankful.  Please empower us to be thankful through our prayers, labors, and evangelism, that all may glorify you.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-4419693341238665484?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/4419693341238665484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=4419693341238665484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4419693341238665484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/4419693341238665484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/11/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-7382870298912297289</id><published>2007-10-30T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T09:47:03.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>Please pray for those who have lost loved ones and property in the fires of Southern California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-7382870298912297289?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/7382870298912297289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=7382870298912297289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7382870298912297289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/7382870298912297289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/10/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3213736415293071338</id><published>2007-10-30T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T09:45:32.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Published October 29, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;John16:22&lt;br /&gt; "Therefore you too have grief now; but I will see you again, and your heart will rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;and no one will take your joy away from you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;First I was a little shocked.  I hadn’t seen the email like the other friends in this particular circle.  I was also a little embarrassed that I didn’t get the message.  There seemed to be a sense of urgency for us all to get together for dinner.  Then, I was saddened at the meaning of the email message.  You see, Marianne, my professor friend of several years, was moving far away to Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse is found in a chapter where Jesus sums up what the disciples were going to experience.  They were going to go through some tough times (verses 1-3), but they needed to remember the things Jesus had taught them (verse 4). To help them the Holy Spirit, their comforter, would arrive to ease their sorrow and guide them (verses 7 and 13).  But, the disciples would see Jesus again, resurrected (verses 16 and 22).  In addition, their sadness would turn to joy; the type that no one could take away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we as individuals, families, and nations go through very hard times, it’s tough sometimes to see ahead to an outcome of good.  We get used to (or in my case complain) about our pain and suffering without looking ahead to the joy of our labors.  I have been describing the room extension of my house as being pregnant 13 months!  Instead I should be excited at the prospect of a beautiful new living room that will grace my pianos and the voices of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I should learn from this chapter of John and realize that the absence of Marianne close by will be hard.   I should lean on her sage advice (“laugh first, cry second or just laugh ‘til you cry!”, “prayer works”), Humorous memories of shared classroom adventures will ease my sadness (Student: “Why is this answer wrong? I got it straight from the solutions manual!”).  Most importantly, I may see her again when she returns to California for family visits, at conventions, or even if I travel all the way to Pennsylvania.  That’s a great promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, thank you for the lessons of John 16 and the way they apply to my life.  While I may not avoid many trials and circumstances that make me sad, I have the assurance that the outcome will be joyous.  Help me to look ahead with anticipation to this joy and to emulate it with zeal.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3213736415293071338?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3213736415293071338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3213736415293071338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3213736415293071338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3213736415293071338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-8982835429894596151</id><published>2007-10-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T08:40:28.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pruning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Published October 17, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;John 15:2&lt;br /&gt;Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit,  He prunes it, That it many bear more fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;This year’s crop of blackberries was spectacular!  In January and February huge white blossoms began to appear; foretelling the fruit that was to come.  For minutes at a time I would watch the contributing work of the bees, pollinating and buzzing among the flowers.  I took note when fallen petals revealed young berries; the hope of better things to come.  The weather warmed more and the sunshine brought forth plump, dark berries. For several months, beginning in April, my family enjoyed fresh blackberries. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intense heat of the summer months was harsh on the bushes.  A few blossoms turned into berries, but the main crop was now over.  I had to begin planning for the fall and pruning.  I talked to my friend Diane Riessmueller who has the ultimate functioning garden.  She told me that I needed to look closely at the branches and prune those that bore fruit, all the way back to its off shoot.  The branches that didn’t bear fruit need to be cut off back to the cane at the soil line. Those very young branches that didn’t bear fruit can get plenty of nutrients to mature and eventually blossom.  The pruned branches will grow new shoots which also will eventually bear more fruit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse is from a beautiful passage in the Book of John (13:1-11).  Jesus is speaking to his disciples about his relationship to them and to God, the Father. The metaphor of the Vine, branches, fruit, and vinedresser was (and still is) very understandable.  Verse 1 establishes Christ’s divine authority.  “I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser.” Verse 2  speaks directly about productive and unproductive followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our focus today is on pruning.  This can come in all sorts of forms.  Hardships, trials, sudden challenges, and health issues are examples that we can relate to.  Yes, pruning is painful.  Sometimes it seems as if we can’t recover from severe and harsh things in our life.  But, if you are abiding in Christ (verse 4), then you will bear more fruit after being pruned.  These verses offer hope and promises, through the love that the Father has for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s read John 13:1-11 and meditate on the wonderful plan God has for each of us through our relationship with Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;How magnificent you are oh Heavenly Father!  Your word reveals how you help us grow and mature and bear more fruit.  Though this involves painful pruning, we have the assurance that we will bear more fruit to your glory.  Give us strength to endure the pruning process and to let others see that as I abide in you, you are glorified.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-8982835429894596151?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/8982835429894596151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=8982835429894596151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8982835429894596151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/8982835429894596151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/10/pruning.html' title='Pruning'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-362179563887235636</id><published>2007-09-03T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T05:44:25.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoom!</title><content type='html'>Philippians 1:9&lt;br /&gt;And this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more in real knowledge and all discernment.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about my RX-2.  I’ve had this sleek little Japanese model for over ten years now and it still handles great!  My technician says it’s doing fine,  only needing to be fined tuned twice a year.  My kids think I’m a little loopy about keeping up its glossy black sheen, but I’ve only had two dings and a small scratch.  Actually they each want me to give the RX-2 to them!  My black leather seat is worn only slightly, but the pedals are well worn, telling of the actual use I’ve gotten.  The RX-2 has been in storage for several months, though.  With the top up or the top down, hopefully very soon it will be out and I can once again enjoy its sweet sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American humorist Evan Esar (1899-1995) said, “Statistics: The only science that enables different experts using the same figures to draw different conclusions.” You’ve read my little description about my RX-2.  Any questions about what you think I’m talking about?  Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s very interesting that two people can read the same verse in the Bible and each come to two completely different conclusions.  I sometimes wonder how the Good News gets spread with so many different conclusions and interpretations out there. Well, actually, that is how things get accomplished.  We pray, listen, learn, test, and conclude.  When our understanding is challenged or unsure, then as before, we pray, listen, learn, test, and conclude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul tells the Philippians the result, “…that your love may abound still more and more…” This love, which actually originates from God, is what will sustain us and bind us.  It’s worth the effort.  First, take the task to the Lord in prayer, then listen, learn, test, and conclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, Discerning your Word rightly is so very hard for me.  You give me wisdom as I am capable of handling, but I desire to continue to grow. Brothers and Sisters read and study the same words, but come to opposing interpretations.  Please Lord, through your grace, help me pray earnestly, listen intently, learn abundantly, test fairly, and conclude rightly. To your glory I want to grow closer to you and remain an ambassador of your Word.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may find a likeness of my RX-2 at &lt;a href="http://www.kawai.de/rx2_en.htm"&gt;http://www.kawai.de/rx2_en.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-362179563887235636?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/362179563887235636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=362179563887235636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/362179563887235636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/362179563887235636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/09/zoom.html' title='Zoom!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5158045640004034018</id><published>2007-08-08T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:37:49.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying Outside the Hatbox</title><content type='html'>Published August 8, 2007                          &lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;James 5:16&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another, so that you may be healed.  The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;My “Hatbox” is stuffed full.  It’s crammed with “hats” that tell about my life and who I am.  One looks like an army combat helmet.  I wear it when faced with challenges and hardships.  My hat and veil I wore on my wedding day shows my love and commitment to my husband.  A well worn bandana lies in my Hatbox.  It represents the sweat of motherhood and homemaking.  Then there’s a fun safari style hat in my Hatbox to indicate vacation and recreation in my life.  The largest hat in my Hatbox is a hardhat that says “Child of God: Under Construction.”  These are among many other hats, real and metaphorical, in my Hatbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pray, I often focus inside my own Hatbox.  I bring my petitions and cares to the Lord with my Hatbox in mind.  Oh yes, I’m justified and Biblically encouraged to approach the throne of God.  Lately, however, I’ve limited my praying for others in time and quality.  In fact, I’ve resorted to rattling off a list of one-word prayer subjects to speed things up.  Fast? Yes.  Effective? No.  My spiritual growth and physical healing may be stunted when I ignore James’ teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Chapter 5 of James’ epistle as being the climax.  All of his teachings, exhortations, blessings, and warnings about the brethren’s relationship with each other and with God point to prayer.  Verse 16 begins with “Therefore, confess your sins to one another…” This may be done without unnecessary details.  For instance, if you are struggling with lying, share with a trusted Christian that your tongue needs bridling.  It may be better to “dump” a full confession at the feet of Jesus in private prayer. “…Pray for one another...” doesn’t mean tossing up the condensed Cliff Notes version of a petition.  Earnest prayer will with have an effect.  God’s ways are infinite.  Ours are finite.  Use your prayer time wisely.  So, heartfelt, thoughtful prayer is best.  Thus your efforts yield results, “The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** &lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I am humbly confessing how selfish my prayers have been.  Through your servant James, you’ve instructed me and I’ve ignored it.  Help me to abandon shallow petitions and pray outside my Hatbox.  Give me and my sisters and brothers in Christ strength and assurance that we will gain spiritual growth and closer fellowship in praying for each other.  In your Son’s name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5158045640004034018?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5158045640004034018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5158045640004034018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5158045640004034018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5158045640004034018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/08/praying-outside-hatbox.html' title='Praying Outside the Hatbox'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-558634344418772350</id><published>2007-07-29T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:46:00.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine</title><content type='html'>Published July 30, 2007&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;But Simon Peter answered Him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.  Also we have come to believe and know that You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.” John 6:68&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** &lt;br /&gt;For over 22 years my father owned a small grocery store.  Nearly every weekend and holiday of my childhood was spent at the store.  In fact all 8 of us kids worked there during our formative years. My father taught us many aspects of the business. The store first opened when I was 7 and my father taught me how to add fast, count back change, stock shelves, and do light accounting tasks.    I was also highly exposed to money.  I touched it.  I counted it.  I looked at it.  I rolled it.  I was very familiar with the genuine bill.  So about ten years later, when a customer presented a fake ten-dollar bill to pay for his items, I knew right away that something was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verse appears in John’s account of the Gospels.  Jesus and the twelve were in Caesarea Philippi.  This was a city about twenty-five miles from the Sea of Galilee, and the spiritual environment included worship of the Greek god Pan and the Roman Emperor Augustus.  It is here that Jesus tested the disciples with “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?” and “But who do you say that I am?”  Peter had spent the past two and a half years as Jesus’ disciple, listening and learning. He witnessed miracle upon miracle.  He knew the Teacher as genuine.  And while they were surrounded by pagan influences, he answered correctly, “…You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians, young, old, new, or mature, we should continue to seek revelation of God in our life.  We must read, meditate upon, and study the scriptures so that we will know, really know our God.  Then when false teachers and ideas surface, we have the assurance of discernment.  We’ll be able to spot the counterfeit without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Still and Know that I Am God.&lt;br /&gt;Be Still and Know that I Am God.&lt;br /&gt;Be Still and Know that I Am God.&lt;br /&gt;                                     Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, though it is sometimes hard to know whether or not something is from you, I have your inspired word as a guide to help me know you.  Calm my busy day and lead me to meditate and understand the scriptures.  Reveal yourself, please Lord, so that I can discern rightly and have the wisdom to see the genuine You.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-558634344418772350?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/558634344418772350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=558634344418772350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/558634344418772350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/558634344418772350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/07/genuine.html' title='Genuine'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-239655944029926847</id><published>2007-07-24T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:43:55.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings Come in His Time</title><content type='html'>It took ten years to reach All American in javelin. God’s plan was infinitely better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord for this encouragement after my knee injury and surgery last year. I pray that I seek you first in succeeding in all areas of my life. I lean on your word in Colossians 4:13, “I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.” Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usatf.org/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/FAQ.HTM"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(As of July 27, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;RANKINGS, RESULTS AND PERFORMANCE LISTS FOR USA MASTERS TRACK &amp; FIELD&lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/submitresult.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007"&gt;SUBMIT RESULTS&lt;/a&gt; • &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meets.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;cyear=2007&amp;amp;sort=Name&amp;region=All"&gt;MEETS&lt;/a&gt; • &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/athletelists.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007"&gt;ATHLETE LISTS&lt;/a&gt; • &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/agelists.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;cyear=2007"&gt;AGE GROUPS&lt;/a&gt; • &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/login.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007"&gt;EDIT RESULTS&lt;/a&gt; • &lt;a href="mailto:john.seto@mastersrankings.com"&gt;CONTACT&lt;/a&gt; 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05/19/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=AH287"&gt;LONG BEACH,CA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 24.23 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/indresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;idno=01000102196129075824ALLISON"&gt;ALLISON MCCORMICK&lt;/a&gt; 07/20/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=AHA693"&gt;SEATTLE,WA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 22.61 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/indresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;idno=05231502196100071323LEIGH"&gt;LEIGH YOUNG&lt;/a&gt; 06/30/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=560"&gt;MESA,AZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 21.64 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/indresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;idno=05230802196241071223KIRSTEN"&gt;KIRSTEN DIERKING&lt;/a&gt; 06/10/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=409"&gt;ST.PAUL,MN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 16.60 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/indresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;idno=0221642340195884322683"&gt;LISA HAMPTON&lt;/a&gt; 07/06/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=606"&gt;ALBUQUERQUE,NM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 13.57 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/indresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;idno=1021642537195984322880"&gt;DEBORAH ECKLUND&lt;/a&gt; 07/07/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=598"&gt;WEST LONG BRANCH, ,NJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 12.85 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/indresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;idno=07102107196234073823DEBORAH"&gt;DEBORAH ECKLAND&lt;/a&gt; 07/21/2007 &lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/meetresults.php?pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&amp;meetno=A690"&gt;EAST STROUDSBURG ,PA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mastersrankings.com/rankings.php?dispcategory=Field&amp;amp;sex=WOMEN&amp;pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007"&gt;http://www.mastersrankings.com/rankings.php?dispcategory=Field&amp;sex=WOMEN&amp;amp;pseason=Outdoor&amp;amp;cyear=2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-239655944029926847?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/239655944029926847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=239655944029926847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/239655944029926847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/239655944029926847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/07/blessing-come-in-his-time.html' title='Blessings Come in His Time'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6548980223360612907</id><published>2007-06-20T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T06:40:53.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following the Leader</title><content type='html'>Published June 4, 2007&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;John 10: 3-4&lt;br /&gt;“To him the doorkeeper opens, and the sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name, and leads them out.  When he puts forth all his own, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him because they know his voice.”&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Recently my husband and I went to Ohio to attend a Bible conference.  The weather in April was unseasonably cold in the Columbus area then, and when we rented a car to get to the hotel, we had to be very careful of the rain, sleet, and snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, early arrivers met for dinner at a local restaurant.  Jeff and I, with our passengers Tim and Amy, and printed directions, caravanned behind other cars to our destination.   It was a nice time of food, “getting to know you”, and re-acquaintance.  By the time we left, most others had already returned to the hotel.  It was dark, cold, and rainy, but we had the printed directions.  The only catch was that we needed to stop by a drugstore to pick up some cough medicine, and with confidence, I announced that I saw a RiteAid ® on our way to the restaurant. Well, that was when the problems began.  There was an empty dirt lot where I said the store should have been, none of the cross streets were listed our directions, and …my bladder was full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the rain was light, being lost in an unfamiliar place at night was scary.  As we wandered through old sections of town, I noticed that there was a car that was following us.   Jeff turned left, and sure enough, the car behind us turned left.  Jeff pulled over and the car pulled along side.  The windows came down and there smiling brightly was another couple we had met, Ed and Dana.  With kind humor about California drivers, they led us back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some interesting elements in my adventure which point to what we should do if lost based upon today’s verses.  In this story of the good shepherd, Jesus teaches that God’s children must listen for direction (…the sheep hear his voice…), know that it is God’s will (…he calls his own sheep by name…), and follow Jesus (…leads them out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typically, we think our way is best, get lost and confused, and then have to allow Jesus to be the leader.  My adventure turned out fine (and the butt joviality during the conference), but some of us have wandered far away from Jesus.  We need to stop and reconnect to the Father with prayer.  Be patient and listen for his directions.  Then let Him lead you through the dark and rainy times, back to safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you are the Good Shepherd.  I am your sheep.  When I am wandering and lost, help me to know your voice, heed your direction, and follow you.  I pray this of your Father, the Great I AM. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6548980223360612907?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6548980223360612907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6548980223360612907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6548980223360612907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6548980223360612907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/06/following-leader.html' title='Following the Leader'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6399839596222737142</id><published>2007-05-25T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T06:15:55.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Fire</title><content type='html'>Published May 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4: 8-9&lt;br /&gt;Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things.  The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, practice these things; and the God of peace shall be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;I once had an engineering student who also wanted to enter the Fire Academy in Tustin, California.  He said that there are three basic ways to fight fire. You can fight fire with fire,  or “back fire” as it is called.  You can also extinguish fire with a retardant such as water.  Thirdly, using trenches, you can reroute or encase flames to cause minimal damage and to eventually run out of fuel.  Depending upon the cause, conditions, and fuel, one or several of these basic methods are used to fight fires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s interesting how solutions to relational “fires” parallel fighting real fires.  In fact, the Bible mentions all three of these approaches.  David slew Goliath in face-to-face combat chronicled in I Samuel 17.  I Peter 4:8 says, “And above all things have fervent love for one another, for ‘love covers a multitude of sins.’”  Jesus rerouted the men ready to stone the woman for committing adultery in John 8:1-12.  The hard part is determining when any one approach is the best approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our verses address this.  In verse 8 we see that a correct motive is the first priority.  Your mind and heart will dictate your actions.  Verse 9 focuses on actions based on pure motives.  The result is given at the end, “… and the God of peace shall be with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These verses are very powerful, so let’s read them several times today.  Pray that God’s word with help you deal with a current “fire” in your life.  Do you have a pure heart in the matter? Are your motives true?  Consider a solution based on the three approaches discussed that will best reflect your motives.  Now pray that when the fire is squelched, the promise of God’s peace will be with you.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear God in Heaven, there are many personal “fires” in my life.  I want the calming peace that you promise in your word.  Help me to have pure motives in my actions to resolve the conflicts.  Give me wisdom to know what type of actions I should take.  And thank you Lord, for this day as an opportunity that others see you through my actions.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6399839596222737142?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6399839596222737142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6399839596222737142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6399839596222737142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6399839596222737142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/05/fighting-fire.html' title='Fighting Fire'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-5021408275850404407</id><published>2007-04-25T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T09:15:08.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Spiritual Food</title><content type='html'>Published April 23, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Mt. 5:6 Part A: Playing With Food&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness for they shall be satisfied.  Matthew 5:6&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 3 years old, I remembered a common occurrence.  My baby brother, J.E. would entertain me during dinner by strewing his food around.  He seemed to put his meal everywhere but in his mouth.  No amount of preparation seemed to help.  My mother put layers of newspaper under J.E.’s highchair.  She put a large bib with a wide pocket to protect his clothes.  Yet he prevailed.  Food went on the floor, on the walls, on his face, in his hair, and on me!  Interesting that with this expected event each meal, my mother didn’t get angry or upset.  Maybe it was because my brother was young, and playing with food was not considered serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later my sister L.E. displayed interesting eating habits.  We were not permitted to leave the table until all our food was eaten from our plate.  My sister didn’t like peas, but she made her plate look like she ate them.  They were also hidden in her napkin, thrown under baby Syl’s highchair, mixed into her mashed potatoes, or stored in her cheeks.  She knew her food was good for her, yet she played with it.  Do we do the same with our spiritual food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When we are “baby” Christians we make a mess of God’s Word.  Our spiritual food goes all over the place.  We don’t seem to comprehend much at all.  But we persevere, pray, and mature a bit, grasping a deeper meaning of forgiveness, grace, faith, wisdom, and love.  Still, sometimes we look at a Biblical teaching and instead of studying and applying it, we “play” with it.  We tuck it away out of sight.  We don’t take God’s word seriously.  We redefine scripture, so that it doesn’t look like food at all.  It looks like a mess.  Sadly, like me with my baby brother, the world is entertained by the foolishness.  And we know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fortunately, God gave us hunger pangs by way of prayer.  Perhaps you’ve heard these phrases: “Let’s open with a word of prayer,” “Let’s prepare our hearts and minds for a lesson from the Word of God,” and “Let us ask the Lord to bless this assembly.”  These prayers are not for show.  They ready us to receive spiritual food.   By praying, the aroma of God’s Word draws us to it.  We pine and hunger for a better understanding.  We thirst for the wisdom in living God’s will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today let’s begin with a prayer to help focus our minds and hearts to receive God’s Word.  We know it is good for our spiritual growth, so let’s not play with our food.&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Oh Heavenly Father, you are so wonderful. You have provided spiritual food for our souls through your divine scriptures.  But Lord, I do not take this nourishment seriously.  Please open my eyes Lord that I may desire your Word.  Help me to thirst after the righteousness so I may do your will.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;**** ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published April 25, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Mt. 5:6 Part B: Spiritual Junk Food&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness for they shall be satisfied.  Matthew 5:6&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah,” I heard a daughter say recently, “My parents are addicted to sudoku.”  What?  I was shocked that “parents,” “addicted,” and “sudoku,” were used in the same sentence.  “It’s everywhere.”  (Sudoku is a Japanese originated numbers placement puzzle, typically on a 9 X 9 grid of squares.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph! I’m not addicted to that silly puzzle.  I just have two electronic versions, four books in two rooms, the daily puzzle in the newspaper, a puzzle-a-day calendar, and two website links saved under “Favorites.”  Gee, “addicted” is so, so... uh, so…correct.  When I saw how much of my time was used for this recreation, I began to make mental excuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mentally challenged and stimulated by these games.  I like solitaire-type games. If I couldn’t get the puzzle solve, no one would judge me.  And when I finished a puzzle the joy was so satisfying!  Wait.  I realized that I had been feasting on spiritual junk food.  Puzzling wasn’t just a hobby.  It consumed time that used to be devoted to reading and studying the scriptures. I forgot that the Bible was challenging, stimulating, and satisfying.  I traded quiet time with the Lord for a solitaire game.  I didn’t wait for the abundant blessings from on High.  I wanted to solve the puzzle, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so easy to put other seemly harmless activities in front of spending time in the Word. We soon believe that these activities can satisfy spiritual needs.  Today’s simple short verse says otherwise.  But where is the link between righteousness mentioned in the verse and spiritual food as I have been writing about?  Think about the entire eating experience. It begins with hunger pangs.  Next we actually partake of the nourishing food.  Then it is digested and utilized throughout the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we must “hunger” for God’s spiritual food (written about in Part A).  We must “eat” the right spiritual food (The Bible).  Then we can be satisfied of attaining the end result (righteousness).  That’s a lot of God’s wisdom in that little verse, but isn’t it great that He made it so palatable?!&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;O Dear Father On High, I have set aside your Word and replaced it with junk food. I rest upon your promise of forgiveness, Lord.  Give me strength to avoid spiritual junk food. And help me to spend my time wisely in your Word, that I may be spiritually satisfied. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-5021408275850404407?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/5021408275850404407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=5021408275850404407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5021408275850404407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/5021408275850404407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-spiritual-food.html' title='On Spiritual Food'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-3697440177180730358</id><published>2007-04-08T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:19:53.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Has Risen!</title><content type='html'>March 29, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;br /&gt;Therefore if any man is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;One twist-tie: free if you save them.  One 6 by 6 inch square of colored tissue paper: 5 cents.  One scripture verse pencil: 25 cents.  The lesson of Christ’s redemption: priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my daughter Victoria told me about an assignment in her economics class that involved each calculating their net worth.  Our conversation reminded me of a craft project that I used years ago with a boy’s Kindergarten Sunday School class.  The accompanying lesson talked about the value of what Christ did on the cross and how following Him changes your life.  The project, whose materials are listed above, is a great illustration for all ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The students were given a sheet of colored tissue paper.  This signifies how clean and new we were.&lt;br /&gt;2.  They were told to crumple the paper into a wad, showing that sin destroys what we were and made us ugly in the sight of God. &lt;br /&gt;3. Given the twist-tie and pencil, the students were shown how to fashion the paper to look like petals and attach it to the pencil creating something new and much improved, a very beautiful flower. This represents what Christ can do in our life if we follow his example of obedience to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do all this Christ died on the cross for our sins.  The sacrifice of his life redeemed the trespasses of all mankind.  This act was too much to place a monetary value on; it was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, consider using the craft project to tell someone about Christ’s priceless sacrifice.  The drama of crumpling the paper should be a striking representation of our sin.  And the new beautifully fashioned flower is likely to really impact the recipient’s conscience. &lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, Your word says that when we walk in Christ, we “lay aside the old self” and “put on the new self.”  Please give me guidance today to share the message of what this new self, this new life in Christ means.  Help me to think of ways to convey this creatively and truthfully.  And please Lord, bless those that hear your message, that they will be prompted to accept your Son.  In His name, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-3697440177180730358?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/3697440177180730358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=3697440177180730358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3697440177180730358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/3697440177180730358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-has-risen.html' title='He Has Risen!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-6395511599466348628</id><published>2007-04-08T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:17:08.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Loaf</title><content type='html'>April 4, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Miracle Loaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He took the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up toward heaven, He blessed the food and broke the loaves and He kept giving them to the disciples to set before them; and He divided up the two fish among them all.  And they all ate and were satisfied. And they picked up twelve full baskets of the broken pieces, and also of the fish.  And there were five thousand men who ate the loaves. (Mark 6:41-44)&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Have you made bread lately?  I mean, have you really made bread lately?  In Jesus’ time it was a complicated process.  First the wheat had to be grown.  A plot 10 feet by 10 feet would yield 10 -25 loaves of bread.  Seeds were thrown out in a fanning motion and left to spout, but the plot had to be watched since birds and disease could easily destroy of a crop. (&lt;a href="http://waltonfeed.com/old/wheat.html"&gt;http://waltonfeed.com/old/wheat.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mature, the stalks were threshed or hit on stone to remove the grain.  Then the grain was winnowed, a process of removing the chaff and small bits of straw by pouring the grain from one container into another while standing down wind.  (&lt;a href="http://www.breadinfo.com/flour.shtml"&gt;http://www.breadinfo.com/flour.shtml&lt;/a&gt;)  The milling was usually done by hand with a rolling stone, or in large affluent households, using an animal driven grinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, one had to capture the leavening agent, wild yeast, by setting out a water and flour slurry.  In a few days you have a “starter” colony with which you could add more flour, sugar, and water, form into loaves and bake. (&lt;a href="http://www.cox-internet.com/jpwright/sourdo.htm"&gt;http://www.cox-internet.com/jpwright/sourdo.htm&lt;/a&gt;) So when everything was said and done, it took months of growing and labor to produce a loaf of bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, just on the basis of making one loaf of bread, the miracle told in our passages was a very big deal.  We tend to look at this story on the grand scale.  We can hardly fathom looking at 5000 one-dollar bills, let alone enough bread to feed 5000 men with their families.  Yet, by focusing in on the miracle of one loaf to one person among the 5000, we may acknowledge God’s presence in our own life.  Did one man out there in the multitude listening to Jesus’ words experience a personal miracle by receiving the bread and fish for he and his family?  Let’s hear a resounding “yes!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal miracles are big deals.  They strengthen our faith and provide strong testimony of God’s working in us personally.  18 years ago this month I was diagnosed with cancer, and though now my immune system is delicate, I consider my presence today to be a great miracle.  Once my husband got a surprise bonus check right when our finances were strained.  That was a big personal miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, take time to remember a personal miracle “loaf” that occurred in your life and thank our father in heaven for it.  You’ll not look at bread the same way again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-6395511599466348628?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/6395511599466348628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=6395511599466348628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6395511599466348628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/6395511599466348628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/04/miracle-loaf.html' title='Miracle Loaf'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-1387813980919038855</id><published>2007-03-21T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T11:58:42.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Management</title><content type='html'>March 16, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Stress Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 6:49-51                                         &lt;br /&gt;But when they saw Him walking on the sea, they supposed that it was a ghost, and cried out; for they all saw Him and were frightened.  But immediately He spoke with them and said to them, “Take courage; it is I, do not be afraid.  And He got into the boat with them, and the wind stopped; and they were greatly astonished…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see a show of hands.  How many of you have heard of curbing stress and anger by counting aloud either from 1 to 10 or in reverse?  Ah-huh, I see 5 gazillion731, 5 gazillion 732, 5 gazillion 733… Okay, I’d say a lot of us have heard this.  Now, how many of us have tried this technique successfully?  Wave real high!  Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very recently I was trying to deal with lots of stress.  Two extended family members had just died. And a co-worker of Jeff’s had died.  And an old professor of ours had just died.  And the copier at school was broken and I got to class late.  And my kids were bickering when I got home.  And I ran out of checks but not bills.  And. And! AND! ARG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plopped on the bed.  In my rapid breathing I said aloud, “God (inhale), what’s happening (exhale)? I know (inhale), there’s good from this (exhale).  I am (inhale) blessed by you (exhale).  I am (inhale) protected by you (exhale). God is (inhale) good (exhale).”  Very soon I was calm and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our verses particularly address the fear Jesus’ disciples had when they saw him walking on water from in a boat in windy conditions of the Sea of Galilee.  Jesus’ not only commands the wind the cease, but first comforts the men with “Take courage; it is I, do not be afraid.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should we take courage in stressful circumstances? I think counting to ten may not work because of the meaninglessness of the words.  God’s words are powerful.  The name of God himself is powerful.  “The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous runs into it and is safe.” (Proverbs 18:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today let us use God’s words to ease our stress, to calm our nerves, to temperance our anger.  Call upon his name for comfort and he command the winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;O help me, Lord.  I am stressed and frazzled.  I call upon your word to calm the troubled waters of my life.  Help me to trust that you are in control. Thank you, Lord. Thank you. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-1387813980919038855?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/1387813980919038855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=1387813980919038855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1387813980919038855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/1387813980919038855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/03/stress-management.html' title='Stress Management'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-158414315255773024</id><published>2007-03-21T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:48:30.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trashbags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May 29, 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trashbags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The heavens will reveal his iniquity, and the earth will rise up against him.” Job 20:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I got a different brand of trash container liners for the kitchen. The marked difference between the old and new types was that the former was opaque. The new kind was clear, and when I removed the full new bag from the container for the first time I was a little stunned. I was looking at trash for the way it really was, yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 20 of the book of Job, Zophar, one of Job’s friends speaks to him in a second attempt to get Job to confess the sins that have brought on God’s wrath. Though Job was fully innocent of wrongdoing, today’s verse rings very true of the earthly consequence of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The heavens” refers to all that encompasses and that is characteristic of God. “Will reveal” provides certainty without doubt or exception. “His iniquity” personalizes the sin as that of one individual. “And” sometimes translated “then” points to the result or conclusion. “The earth” is the very world we live in. Again “will” refers to certainty. “Rise up” means to take over, and “against him” puts the iniquity right back at the individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my new type of trash bag this verse tells us that the trashy sin that we cause will be exposed for what it is. But perhaps we “dispose” of our sin so that no one will see it. We are fooling only ourselves into thinking that the sin is gone. Romans 1:28 says it best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God any longer, God gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things which are not proper, being filled with all unrighteousness, wickedness, greed, malice; full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, malice; they are gossips, slanderer, haters of God, insolent, arrogant, boastful, inventors of evil, disobedient to parents, without understanding, untrustworthy, unloving, unmerciful; and, although they know the ordinance of God, that those who practice such things are worthy of death, they not only do the same, but also give hearty approval to those who practice them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must recognize our sins and repent. I John 1:9 says, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” This is something we must do daily, for daily our iniquities exist. Only then can we accept Christ’s propitiation for our sin so we can appear sinless before God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O merciful Lord, my trash bag of sin is huge. Open my eyes to see the reality of my thoughts and deeds as Roman 1:28 tells. I confess these iniquities Lord, and pray your loving kindness and guidance on me as I repent. I petition this in your son’s name, amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-158414315255773024?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/158414315255773024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=158414315255773024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/158414315255773024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/158414315255773024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/03/trashbage.html' title='Trashbags'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-117267412252816572</id><published>2007-02-28T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T06:48:42.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apple Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 19:14&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus said, “Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to Me;&lt;br /&gt;for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was shopping at the grocery store and saw a display.  Apple sauce was on sale.  “Wow,” I thought, “this would be a great deal if my children were very little.  They even have Low Sugar, Chucky, and Cherry Flavor varieties.  I’ll pass since the kids are big.  Hm, or maybe I’ll get some anyway since I haven’t apple sauce in years.  Nah, it’s just baby food.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual “apple sauce” is needed when we are new Christians.  The simpler teachings and verses of scripture are all that some of us can handle at this time.  As we mature, we need and should crave spiritual “meat.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Corinthians chapter 13 Paul talks about how to mature in Christ through love.  We may be familiar with the “Love is Patient…” passages beginning in verse 4.  In verse 11 he writes, “When I was a child, I used to speak as a child, think as a child, reason as a child…”  And I might add, “eat apple sauce like a child.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How then, might we reconcile this message with Matthew 19:14?  Well, one refers to knowledge, understanding, and actions.  Whereas Matthew 19:14 describes of humbleness of the heart (See Matthew 3-4).  So, as we grow and mature in the Word, we should keep a pure child-like heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued shopping I recalled the joy of having baked apples as a child.  My mother would fill the cores with cinnamon and sugar, bake, and when they cooled, my brother, sisters, and I would anxiously dig in with our graham cracker “spoons.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and went back to the display.  I put a jar of apple sauce in my cart and thought, “I’ll serve warm apple sauce with ham tonight!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty Father, your word tells me that I am to grow and mature and at the same time keep a child-like heart.  Humble me Lord.  Let my thoughts and actions begin with a humble spirit that I might receive the promise of Matthew 19:14.  In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-117267412252816572?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/117267412252816572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=117267412252816572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/117267412252816572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/117267412252816572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/02/apple-sauce.html' title='Apple Sauce'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-117267393460365591</id><published>2007-02-28T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T06:45:34.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;February 12, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;Beloved, Let us love on another, for love is from God; and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God.  1 John 4:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One of the over used and misused words in our language is the word “love”.  We use “love” instead of “desire” or “greatly enjoy,” as in “I love Chocolate ice cream.”  We also say “I love it!” as a statement of agreement.  Then there are several meanings of the word used to describe relationships.  None of these meanings is the love which God bestowed upon us through the sacrifice of His Son, Jesus.  But, in our finite existence here on earth, there are some examples that may stand near the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close high school friend, Margaret has a dear grandmother, Nana.  The first time I met Nana, she greeted me with extended arms, gave me a big hug, and exclaimed how wonderful it was to finally meet me.  I was surprised, since I had never been treated like that by a stranger before, so I was tongue tied.  But, she had a genuine warm smile and twinkling eyes that put me at ease.  She patiently engaged in a simple get-to-know-you conversation, and accepted me freely, without judgment.  And this was just a one-time-only event.  Nana participated in many ministries in her church.  I have no doubt that wherever the Lord used her, his love abounded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, over 30 years later, Nana and her husband Ed, are 92 and 91 years strong.  Margaret says though health issues restrict Nana to a wheelchair, that they are still an example of love to everyone they meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we meditate on I John 4:7, let us consider God’s love for us as THE example of the love we should have for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, you are the very definition of love.  But I have often trivialized it, lessening its value.  Please show me ways to love without judging, and bless those who see you through my words and actions. I pray this in your loving Son’s name, amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-117267393460365591?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/117267393460365591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=117267393460365591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/117267393460365591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/117267393460365591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-117105731017542517</id><published>2007-02-09T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:41:50.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;January 31, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Biggest Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this we know that we are in Him: the one who says he abides in Him ought himself to walk in the same manner as He walked. 1John 2:5b-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl, I would have fun going to the closet and donning some of my parents’ coats, galoshes, and hats.  I liked wearing my father’s shoes because they were so large (size 13 ½) and made a loud authoritative “clop, clop” when I tried to walk in them.  To me, they signified my father’s strength, protection, and justice.  And, though I’d never grow to physically fill his shoes, creating the same footprint as he, I’ve tried to follow his examples of kindness, good humor, and even temperance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle John writes this letter we call “The First Epistle of John” to Christians believed by early church writers and historians to be in Asia around Galatia around A.D. 85-95.  Our text is early in the body of the letter and is meant to urge believers to focus on Christ’s example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ himself spoke of what we should emulate.  “You call Me Teacher and Lord; and you are right; for so I am.  If I then, the Lord and the Teacher, washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet.  For I gave you an example that you also should do as I did to you,” John 13:12-15.  This means that we need to be humble and have a servant’s attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being humble as Christ was humble seems as difficult as me trying to clop around in my father’s shoes.  It demands that we put others first.  Yet, Christ continues, “If you know these things, you are blessed if you do them,” John 13:17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our desire to walk as Christ walked should prompt us to act with humility.  Let’s begin today by asking God for a humble heart from which we may act with humility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God of the Universe, I fail trying to walk in your shoes.  I force myself to DO what is right just because it is right.  But you tell us through the words of your Son, that to walk as He did, I must take on a humble spirit.  Help me to have humility that I may truly abide in you.  Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-117105731017542517?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/117105731017542517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=117105731017542517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/117105731017542517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/117105731017542517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/02/biggest-shoes.html' title='The Biggest Shoes'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-116913987907026949</id><published>2007-01-18T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:04:39.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Building Up Of The Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;July 13, 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Building Up Of The Body&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ephesians 4:11-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He gave some as apostles, and some as prophets, and some as evangelists, and some as pastors and teachers, for the equipping of the saints for the work of service, to the building up of the body of Christ; until we all attain to the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, to a mature man, to the measure to the stature which belongs to the fullness of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday many years ago one of my daughters appeared in the kitchen with a question.  “Where’s Daddy?”  By her appearance I could see that something was amiss since her dress bow wasn’t tied and she was missing a shoe.  Thinking that I was needed to remedy both problems I asked, “What for?”  “I need him to tie my dress.”  Though a little hurt, I directed my daughter to my husband at the computer in the family room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she left the kitchen she added, “Mommy, can you find my shoe?”  Well, at least I’m good for something I thought.  I assumed that I would be asked to tie the dress bow and my husband would be needed to find the shoe.  But, my daughter knew our strengths.  I was very good at finding lost things in the house and my Eagle Boy Scout husband could tie wonderful looking bows.  So together, each doing his appropriate task, the job got done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident illustrates verses 11 and 12 of our text.  Though we are to be ready at all times to the will of the Father, he has equipped each of us for special work.  As a matter of fact, most of us are aware of this.  The problem lies in realizing, uplifting, and praying for someone else’s work.  Think about it.  How often do you consider those in ministries that aren’t familiar or pleasant to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, let us focus some time in prayer for the work of saints in areas that we are not connected with.  Pray for strength for the saints that faithfully clean the church building week after week.  Pray for wisdom for the scientists that witnesses to their colleagues.    Send an uplifting email to the church secretary who must usually be the hearer and bearer of sad news.   Sunday, hug that person you don’t know, but sense they are carrying a heavy burden.  “As a result … we are to grow up in all aspect into Him, …held together by that which every joint supplies, according to the proper working of each individual part, cause the growth of the body for the building up of itself in love.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-116913987907026949?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/116913987907026949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=116913987907026949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/116913987907026949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/116913987907026949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/01/building-up-of-body.html' title='The Building Up Of The Body'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34437211.post-116913940148700859</id><published>2007-01-18T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T08:56:41.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift Each Other Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;January 15, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Lift Each Other Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bear one another’s burdens, and thus fulfill the law of Christ. Galatians 6:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, confess your sins to one another, and Pray for one another, so that you may be healed.  The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much. James 5:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.  Matthew 5:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  ****&lt;br /&gt;You know it’s coming.  You’ve seen it before.  You have prepared for it in the past, but that doesn’t seem to work.  “IT” is the unavoidable “Post Holiday Blues” or PHB for short.  For some of us PHB strikes on Christmas Day right after the presents are opened.  For others like me, PHB sets in after the last red storage tub marked “Christmas Decos” is hoisted into the attic.   The realization that the holidays have ended is emotionally overwhelming.  In the past I looked upon the dreaded PHB like Custer’s Last Stand, knowing that I would be defeated.  But this year I stumbled upon the cure.  And the cure had been there all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting in a humongous post-holiday line at a major store, I happened to hear a conversation between two men also waiting to make a purchase.  The subject of their conversation, though, wasn’t about sales, electronics, the hustle and bustle, or even the weather.  One man was exclaiming to the other how a mutual acquaintance had tried to get the attention of a young lady at work, and how she was ignoring the man’s advances.  The two in line agreed it was terrible that the young lady shunned the man, but that it would probably not work out since she was a “church” girl and each was married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  I was angry that people would think this way and was ready to pray that a couple of lightning bolts headed toward these two guys!  But what I did was lift up this young lady in support in prayer.  Right there in line I silently asked the Lord to bless this person for her steadfastness and to give her strength to resist what is sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s verses address “what”, “how”, and “the result of.”  Combined we see a flowing plan of “sadness to gladness.”    Out of Post Holiday Blues we may have all heaven has to offer through lifting another sister or brother in Christ up in prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my silent prayer I noticed how energized I felt.  I was glad to have been in that line so I could pray for that young lady.  Plus, I hoped to get another opportunity to lift another’s trials to the Lord.  Perhaps that will happen when I stand in line to return yet ANOTHER Christmas gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord for making your Word meaningful to my life.  I was “poor in spirit” concerning the end of the holidays, yet you showed me how to spread blessings.  Today, please show me other opportunities to lift up my brothers and sisters, and in that, accomplish much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34437211-116913940148700859?l=karenvaughn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/feeds/116913940148700859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34437211&amp;postID=116913940148700859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/116913940148700859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34437211/posts/default/116913940148700859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenvaughn.blogspot.com/2007/01/lift-each-other-up.html' title='Lift Each Other Up!'/><author><name>Karen Vaughn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020042716775853508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JkP8JGPCVLI/SmeZC0dKJuI/AAAAAAAAABI/mPKI1acj1GI/S220/me+July+21+09.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
