<?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-6408770721825374953</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:20.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picket Fences Divorce Recovery Ministries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02604695476616391467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upUaNxudyRM/Ttei0QXx2pI/AAAAAAAAABI/TOpGyiXm7aY/s220/PFDRMLogo.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408770721825374953.post-3755918814380690112</id><published>2012-01-10T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:48:28.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All is well?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All is well?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is it really...?&amp;nbsp; For some of you, all may not be well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The first time in your life, you are alone...scared...your hopes for the future have been stripped...you have nothing.&amp;nbsp; That was me, eleven years ago this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;My X moved out of the home a few days before Christmas, 1999.&amp;nbsp; Although the stress of his abusive, bizarre behavior had subsided considerably, the new stressors were coming at me full force.&amp;nbsp; I had been a stay at home mom for 3 years and at the time of the separation had no income except for teaching piano lessons in my home.&amp;nbsp; By the time the X had moved out, most of my students knew they needed to find another teacher.&amp;nbsp; My kids were attending preschool and Kindergarten in a small Christian school nearby and, if it weren't for them needing to get to school in the morning, I would have stayed in bed for months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;I had married the X with the expectation that I would be a pastor's wife for the rest of our years...well, that didn't happen.&amp;nbsp; I was very much involved in the music ministry at our church....my neighbors and I were very close, as we were all stay at home moms with preschool children...I taught music one day/week at my kids' school.&amp;nbsp; We had a nice house, two cars in the garage and two dogs...everything about our life was nice, except the marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;January 1999 was an absolutely terrifying month for me because I was coming to terms with the reality that I would more than likely be unable to keep my house or my nice life.&amp;nbsp; My world collapsed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Was all well in January 1999?&amp;nbsp; Not with me....BUT....and praise God for the BUT...little did I know, all WAS well.&amp;nbsp; God was there with me.&amp;nbsp; I certainly didn't FEEL Him; in fact, I was so numb that I couldn't even THINK, much less talk to Him (pray).&amp;nbsp; God knew that, in spite of my world collapsing, that He had my future secured.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He knew that I would be OK.&amp;nbsp; He had a plan for me.&amp;nbsp; He had a way for me to bear my pain which was unbearable.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He sent clues along the way:&amp;nbsp; friends who said the right thing at the right time, the right praise song on the radio at the moment I needed to hear it, a kind deed from someone, some extra funds slipped my way from a stranger, a lawyer who processed my divorce pro bono, a friend's husband who came and fixed leaky pipes, parents who came and packed me up and drove me 1,100 miles back to my childhood home to start over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Do I have a clue what will happen tomorrow?&amp;nbsp; No way.&amp;nbsp; But, I know that no matter what, no matter how crummy things may become...no matter how low I am taken...no matter what is taken away from me...that I am just passing through this life.&amp;nbsp; My permanent home is not here.&amp;nbsp; I am His child.&amp;nbsp; I am signed, sealed and delivered....no matter what happens to me, I know where I am going when I die and NOTHING can ever take that away.&amp;nbsp; So, yes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all is well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, when we rest in Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Lisa D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;PFDRM Ministry Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...though He slay me, yet will I trust Him..."&amp;nbsp; Job 13:15&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;©2012 PFDRM Ministries All Rights Reserved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408770721825374953-3755918814380690112?l=pfdrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/feeds/3755918814380690112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-is-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/3755918814380690112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/3755918814380690112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-is-well.html' title='All is well?'/><author><name>Lisa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02604695476616391467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upUaNxudyRM/Ttei0QXx2pI/AAAAAAAAABI/TOpGyiXm7aY/s220/PFDRMLogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408770721825374953.post-7467440376250703755</id><published>2012-01-09T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:42:51.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He never fails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am so thankful that our God is faithful. &amp;nbsp;Even though our circumstances will always change and people will always fail us, He remains the same. &amp;nbsp;Praise God, even if we go to bed defeated, we can wake up in the morning KNOWING that His mercies and love never fail and are new every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;for his compassions never fail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;They are new every morning;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;great is your faithfulness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;therefore I will wait for him.”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;~ Lamentations 3:22-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408770721825374953-7467440376250703755?l=pfdrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/feeds/7467440376250703755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-thoughts-for-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/7467440376250703755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/7467440376250703755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-thoughts-for-monday.html' title='He never fails'/><author><name>Lisa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02604695476616391467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upUaNxudyRM/Ttei0QXx2pI/AAAAAAAAABI/TOpGyiXm7aY/s220/PFDRMLogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408770721825374953.post-2328466639025874279</id><published>2012-01-04T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:22:50.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will 2012 be a New Beginning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 4.8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Even though we are four days into the new year, it is not too late to reflect on the past year and determine what adjustments are necessary to continue forward. &amp;nbsp;I'm not necessarily talking about New Year's resolutions...but more of a mindset change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 4.8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;The past is past is past is past. &amp;nbsp;It's gone. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing in the world anyone can say or do to go back and change anything that has already occurred. &amp;nbsp;You can't take it back...you can't undo it. &amp;nbsp;BUT, you can determine to learn from the past, leave the past IN the past, and start over with a new beginning. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 4.8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;For discussion:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 4.8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Take a snapshot of your life in this exact moment. &amp;nbsp;Are there things you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;How do you propose to make these changes?&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Is there something that is keeping you mired in the past?&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;Are you willing to leave this in the past in order to start a New Beginning?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 4.8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do:&amp;nbsp;forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I press on toward the goal for&amp;nbsp;the prize of the upward&amp;nbsp;call of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:13 - 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 4.8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. &amp;nbsp;I Corinthians 5:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A New Beginning has been given to us through Christ. &amp;nbsp;It's not easy to leave our past in the past, but it is possible through Him. &amp;nbsp;And, if we fall, He is right there to pick us back up so we can start over again...and ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;ain...and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408770721825374953-2328466639025874279?l=pfdrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/feeds/2328466639025874279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-2012-be-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/2328466639025874279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/2328466639025874279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-2012-be-new-beginning.html' title='Will 2012 be a New Beginning?'/><author><name>Lisa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02604695476616391467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upUaNxudyRM/Ttei0QXx2pI/AAAAAAAAABI/TOpGyiXm7aY/s220/PFDRMLogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408770721825374953.post-1931680649651816858</id><published>2011-12-08T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:16:12.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is the beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Since all things in the Earthly realm must have a beginning and an end, today marks the beginning of what will hopefully become a regularly updated "&lt;b&gt;bloggifical"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;occurrence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even before my divorce was final in June 2000, I have found writing to be quite&amp;nbsp;therapeutic. &amp;nbsp;It is, however, quite ironic that today...the very day I decided to begin a blog...I cannot think of anything worthwhile to write about nor do I have much energy to write. &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful that God does not operate in this fashion. &amp;nbsp;He is always working...always here. &amp;nbsp;Psalm 121:4 tells us that &lt;i&gt;He doesn't allow our foot to slip; He doesn't sleep or slumber.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; He also never goes on vacation, never calls in sick, never takes a personal day, never forgets to show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;God is. &amp;nbsp;He is the I AM. &amp;nbsp;He is not the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I used to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am going to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should have been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I could have been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I might be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I might have been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No. &amp;nbsp;He IS. &amp;nbsp;He never leaves us...ever. &amp;nbsp;He is working around us constantly, even when we do not feel Him or see Him. &amp;nbsp;During my darkest hours of life, I certainly did not feel that He was present...but He was there with me the entire time. &amp;nbsp;He will never leave you...ever! &amp;nbsp;People may fail...no, people will ALWAYS fail you. &amp;nbsp;He will NEVER fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408770721825374953-1931680649651816858?l=pfdrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/feeds/1931680649651816858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-this-is-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/1931680649651816858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408770721825374953/posts/default/1931680649651816858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfdrm.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-this-is-beginning.html' title='And this is the beginning...'/><author><name>Lisa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02604695476616391467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upUaNxudyRM/Ttei0QXx2pI/AAAAAAAAABI/TOpGyiXm7aY/s220/PFDRMLogo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
