tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86907129897716146852024-03-14T00:51:25.435-07:00Jenna Kate JamesJenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-4717938005618641792011-04-07T19:13:00.000-07:002011-04-07T20:03:46.186-07:00Over Half WayCrazy to me that it's already April. I can't believe I'm already over half way done with this pregnancy! Let me just say that April in Central California is totally different than April in Michigan. We've already hit 80 here, but my parents don't even have leaves on the trees yet. I can't complain about all the sunshine...but people tell me it will only get hotter. Like, over 100 degrees.....um, I'm going to be full term in July? This could get interesting.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Routine</span><br /> Jeb and I stay busy with our jobs mostly, working for a property management company. We have pretty different job descriptions though: he's on the painting crew, I'm in an apartment complex office working as a rental consultant. But God has really provided great hours and a steady routine, which allows us to keep saving money each month for both Baby James and Lord willing attending New Tribes Mission's "Missionary Training Center" in the near future.<br /> I love our apartment and I have to admit that I love having a routine. I work 9 to 6, and my days off are Thursday and Sunday, which I really like because right about mid-week I'm needing a day off. :P Besides that, Saturday is only a 6 hour shift, so I pretty much have from the afternoon Saturday until Sunday night to rest and spend time with Jeb.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Surge</span><br /> We've continued as leaders with our church's Junior High youth group (called "The Surge") on Tuesday nights, and both of us have grown through the experience. Small group time really allows us to hear about what our girls and guys are going through and learning, and I like the stage they're in because they're spontaneous and energetic and...they still think we're actually cool. :) Pray for Jeb if you think of it; he'll be teaching the lesson this Tuesday night, but he's been pretty sick the last couple days. He'll be challenging the kids about God's heart concerning over-seas missions, and it will probably be the first time most of them have heard much about it. Just ask God to give him diligence to study and clarity when he talks to the kids.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">A Visit</span><br /> Getting so excited for May!! Jeb being the ultimate bargain hunter, found me a round-trip ticket to visit Michigan for only $375 including taxes! Woo woo! That's my spouse. :D It's a bummer we can't afford for both of us to fly out East. Still, I can't wait to see my parents and hang out with friends and family. My Mom is planning a baby shower to celebrate our little boy, who is due on the scene July 25th. If you want to hang out while I'm back in the Mitten, let me know! My visit is May 8th-13th, and the baby shower on May 9th is open to guys and girls alike. I'd love to see you!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Thoughts on Prayer</span><br /> I've been challenged about prayer lately. All the missionary updates I get in my email inbox -- I read them, but, it's really not a part of my "routine" to spend time in prayer for people. I've always had a difficult time being disciplined in prayer, but I guess lately I just keep thinking about if/when Jeb and I end up living in Papua New Guinea or somewhere, scraping to learn some tribal language and sweating in the 100+ degree humidity, missing things like ice cream and watching American Idol...and I know I'm going to need people to pray for me. So I want to get better at doing what I hope others will do for my family: praying faithfully.<br /><br /> Alrighty, I have thank you cards to write. I think the grace period for wedding thank you's is like 3 to 6 months, right? I hope so. Jeb and I celebrate 6 months of being married this Sunday...and I definitely haven't sent out thank you's yet... *shamed expression* :/ Oh well. Hey, shoot an email or facebook message my way about what's up with you lately! And thanks for reading.Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-20928799204113067602011-01-23T17:42:00.000-08:002011-01-23T18:26:37.329-08:00Married, Moved, and...Pregnant!?!Big news! I changed my blog templet! :) Among other things like, my zip code, my last name, etc...<br /><br />As you probably know, last October Jeb and I got married. Right after the honeymoon we flew to Fresno, California, and moved into our cozy one bedroom apartment. It's taken a while, but we finally have both a small couch AND a dining room table that seats four! I'm quite the entertainer (ha).<br /><br />The thing about starting a family is, there's always the possibility it can grow beyond a duo. For us, this happened a little sooner then we "planned," but now 14 weeks along I'm amazed to think that next July baby James will be making his (or hopefully, her) grand entrance. It was definitely a shocker for us, but we're learning a lot about trusting God to provide, both financially and relationally as we prepare to be, *gulp* - parents.<br /><br />On the subject of God's provision, He was so good to provide me with a job working for the same property management company as Jeb. I was hired as a rental office assistant manager about five weeks ago, and it has really challenged me to learn and be flexible. I've met some really nice women though, and those relationships are such an encouragement.<br /><br />Before we got married, Jeb was helping the junior high youth group at church. Since October I've been going with him on Tuesday nights and have really enjoyed getting to know the girls in my small group. Around seventy kids come, too many for connecting one on one unless we break them up into smaller discussion groups. So there are guy groups and girl groups, either seventh or eighth grade. This time with the kids has been really encouraging to Jeb and to me. They makes us think! And we've had opportunities to really challenge their thinking as well.<br /><br />But over all, I don't feel very pregnant these days, except maybe a bit tired when I over do it. Morning (aka all-day-long) sickness lasted about eight weeks for me, and then faded out. I'm not showing yet either, which adds to the surreal feeling of becoming a mother in less than six months. My seventh grade girls ask me every week at youth group, "Do you know what it is yet?!?" And I just smile and say nope not yet. It's funny observing the differences between girls and boys... For example, Jeb's seventh grade boys haven't mentioned a thing about us having a baby, but I hear about it every single week! Girls are just little nurturers at heart I suppose. :) Have to admit, I've been sappy as all get out since that little one started growing inside of me!Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-47637070471758179852009-10-06T00:00:00.000-07:002009-10-05T18:08:35.065-07:00All the Way from CaliforniaWant to see the gift Jebediah made me for our four month marker? <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VOZpzMJg08I">Click here.</a> I love it. :)Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-9893204753308843852009-10-03T19:31:00.000-07:002009-10-03T20:04:36.306-07:00Four Months InCan't believe I've been with Jebediah four months on the 6th. I know to all you married folks that sounds like a very short time, and in the grand scheme of things it is small...but I thank God for every minute so far. I have learned so much, and I'm certain the lessons will continue. God has given me the opportunity to learn alongside an incredible man.<br /><br />I'm already half way through my EMT program this semester, and time is flying. Youth Group is encouraging...and humbling. Praise God for the 6-7 kids that have come so far. Please keep praying that Rhett and I will have wisdom as we teach God's Word and build relationships with these kids.<br /><br />Here are a few pictures of me and Jeb, some of us when I first found out he even liked me...up to his most recent visit about a month ago.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGAs0meaJMTEck4kBm-L2SI-sj9_TTQEM5LYxSkkFBBfGobXTu4jsAmQcMMK3sNTk-i_E_IDBZ4u30UHYDhtDH486-q4IffQHD11uZkOzlVzk6wE0SwU27FymKJ4hr10nZEppVO8NGS4/s1600-h/1+meat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGAs0meaJMTEck4kBm-L2SI-sj9_TTQEM5LYxSkkFBBfGobXTu4jsAmQcMMK3sNTk-i_E_IDBZ4u30UHYDhtDH486-q4IffQHD11uZkOzlVzk6wE0SwU27FymKJ4hr10nZEppVO8NGS4/s400/1+meat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388572706469389634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2kVClIJaPzkv0vtP7mcN7KAV6TOiGJeenEDXTBD-6XyWHxm4oSO2wxynxjT1YhF19LKsZRGbd0Mh7RSCoX2AF2YauRT5YXRQN8jWO3wOfu8G2JHlkbLPH_bvLq3hDJ0PL4WG4qkvi8M/s1600-h/2+boardwalk.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_UGGK15SXNd9pryb9wmTdEwtKsPj8LNtk3NCbDdLN3xbLkUAI83SYK1CBRIO0vOe2UzjkqUO_bnprzwNfBx3oks3VIrDddEcIs-FlDsOZzWmqrQqPxJL2QlIx6Y0Fme58kGfX5QajvOY/s400/12+airport.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388571853252759202" /></a>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-57403228272428924912009-09-21T16:04:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:10:25.072-07:00On the 12th Week Til Christmas...I can't wait to fly out to California on December 17th -- Christmas officially begins when I step off that plane. But for now, enjoy this new picture of us together at my sister's wedding!! :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBiIzCyb6f1ea2KhD8xLG06yCI-TWXlnvudadnIVuGLbgMchHIqRsO_4pZSqf9aMcyJnIRqSMvSIi7QkNjF5BkqWEs01w8GqP-AoBy_M-gDwb8M3Q6C3G8cB5qEftKDWENzoSyij_0nA/s1600-h/New!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBiIzCyb6f1ea2KhD8xLG06yCI-TWXlnvudadnIVuGLbgMchHIqRsO_4pZSqf9aMcyJnIRqSMvSIi7QkNjF5BkqWEs01w8GqP-AoBy_M-gDwb8M3Q6C3G8cB5qEftKDWENzoSyij_0nA/s400/New!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384060745822599714" /></a>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-34071038540919483442009-09-19T10:43:00.000-07:002009-09-19T11:18:34.197-07:00High Apple Pie in the SkyEvery year my church puts on a special kind of dinner. The "Swiss Steak Supper" is a pretty big deal around the community, and people really look forward to it -- we have served up to 400 people in one night! All that to say, that the women of the church supply the pies for dessert. So this morning my Mom walked me through the process of baking a traditional Betty Crocker apple pie. It was a lot of fun, and I took some pictures to prove my hard work. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDcOvDseq_8P2eIYRtro3BiORsb4qt2tUjk4vF9-wvM3XLcPLI_pGV85HpcrV1QY-3Jn7sXmxpuYtq44_ZdMyOQXeaW8xJKSVD02gsUQozGamqlXQf6taAobGbLP1Sk20K5Vqa1M9Qgs/s1600-h/Photo+409.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDcOvDseq_8P2eIYRtro3BiORsb4qt2tUjk4vF9-wvM3XLcPLI_pGV85HpcrV1QY-3Jn7sXmxpuYtq44_ZdMyOQXeaW8xJKSVD02gsUQozGamqlXQf6taAobGbLP1Sk20K5Vqa1M9Qgs/s320/Photo+409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241739424109778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsjwSFDHw94vrc4JeuornGd8I3vgPHpUwAxDVOsZ0oCWxxFHnrYIUw7dC79RY09_Q0X0r0tb-6MeL3KfIbBfcqoqSbfE0qw36GZ6dwntyJ7hanbQelVCcfDJJ-zT21bvfm4QWbi38AJ4/s1600-h/Photo+410.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsjwSFDHw94vrc4JeuornGd8I3vgPHpUwAxDVOsZ0oCWxxFHnrYIUw7dC79RY09_Q0X0r0tb-6MeL3KfIbBfcqoqSbfE0qw36GZ6dwntyJ7hanbQelVCcfDJJ-zT21bvfm4QWbi38AJ4/s320/Photo+410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241732522910594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-VEpEdOjnWd8Tw4MX1aVB4hW1OCyT4gno8q4quLIV1X_Wk-BB4A10LqLxRYPVbW6wj1dDeINP_VA0x52vsF2bmYIkfoMfvI1Gc9jCXW6JrZ0xuu0GNYlhVXoTaRhzVll1-yOGBKEvmFM/s1600-h/Photo+411.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-VEpEdOjnWd8Tw4MX1aVB4hW1OCyT4gno8q4quLIV1X_Wk-BB4A10LqLxRYPVbW6wj1dDeINP_VA0x52vsF2bmYIkfoMfvI1Gc9jCXW6JrZ0xuu0GNYlhVXoTaRhzVll1-yOGBKEvmFM/s320/Photo+411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241724597673250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8hws2_pstxULssnzjJaZEGK5E8TRUfuvCQfl-MFrzo0cxS1I60MMFybu545xjV6o6m3MW9_CPURS9uZjKTcENlEvWlnVyQlFXCbKhs2vNcePhW3SwNngbzHfNp3bpXQ7jFTkJcQXxEY/s1600-h/Photo+412.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8hws2_pstxULssnzjJaZEGK5E8TRUfuvCQfl-MFrzo0cxS1I60MMFybu545xjV6o6m3MW9_CPURS9uZjKTcENlEvWlnVyQlFXCbKhs2vNcePhW3SwNngbzHfNp3bpXQ7jFTkJcQXxEY/s320/Photo+412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241349776761250" /></a>We had left over pie crust. So all we had to do was add blueberries with sugar for a yummy tart! :D Mom is so creative. We had fun!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXl4ujbS5gtSvcQZ9RETqamaXvNAlmVg4NYATXQoUhSeDumjPyfNZZ-0h1OUEf7T9ult9kcO459qa0nutSqIS-E1t6rGVGMOxvuuRSaHiY9BRNBlWRIrPBmClT9JXc16_6WVvDrkrAGtM/s1600-h/Photo+413.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXl4ujbS5gtSvcQZ9RETqamaXvNAlmVg4NYATXQoUhSeDumjPyfNZZ-0h1OUEf7T9ult9kcO459qa0nutSqIS-E1t6rGVGMOxvuuRSaHiY9BRNBlWRIrPBmClT9JXc16_6WVvDrkrAGtM/s320/Photo+413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241345591623042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimHoIGKkBZMhLWzBbW2FDvaOEJcoCFwphdNKCyBWRjipYq6is5WKyav2QP34Xw64g1Wc8moSRhYR0Ltin-Rxq3BNPAKVO384aySuufASWEkiVe-Z4PZgwr2XFtrvk6KrorA14eikmNRCI/s1600-h/Photo+414.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimHoIGKkBZMhLWzBbW2FDvaOEJcoCFwphdNKCyBWRjipYq6is5WKyav2QP34Xw64g1Wc8moSRhYR0Ltin-Rxq3BNPAKVO384aySuufASWEkiVe-Z4PZgwr2XFtrvk6KrorA14eikmNRCI/s320/Photo+414.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241338566277906" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLm5SCy384GJDQcB-aeLqvbAYu44JXbB5_WDvqlLHegYvdyGAbl7Aw_aslE4f-wu6QyJK1b707sei0HbuGcyOms1S31fNfjnpJZJ0ObagiZpJTBArY1BM_IrPx1rxn7tsxiUkj7khr8Y/s1600-h/Photo+415.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLm5SCy384GJDQcB-aeLqvbAYu44JXbB5_WDvqlLHegYvdyGAbl7Aw_aslE4f-wu6QyJK1b707sei0HbuGcyOms1S31fNfjnpJZJ0ObagiZpJTBArY1BM_IrPx1rxn7tsxiUkj7khr8Y/s320/Photo+415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241326798494498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJK2KE87wdIuGP6fNGLM7n3Om0jwSeTJCrIAfEvvVYah8d6BwR8qyU_rKmM-oNNDE8NKoy2YF7O75z0JZsQd52EIp4EhyPRLRjH7q4Sj0RRSKVFlgSO4F7RwEwemlaJaNpV0M7O_06vE/s1600-h/Photo+416.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJK2KE87wdIuGP6fNGLM7n3Om0jwSeTJCrIAfEvvVYah8d6BwR8qyU_rKmM-oNNDE8NKoy2YF7O75z0JZsQd52EIp4EhyPRLRjH7q4Sj0RRSKVFlgSO4F7RwEwemlaJaNpV0M7O_06vE/s320/Photo+416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241319643198738" /></a><br />My mom is so pretty!!Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-38818081491209045622009-09-17T11:54:00.000-07:002009-09-17T12:37:16.047-07:00UP to the DATE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjciVBxB4Y6FAaBxjgMV77pHwK1bmjBrXSDXK91YQvKNgQYyBDlTECdpdsNZrJxfG_KduZV5HENqxkRZOLdti45C4XazKxJIdgOwYa_jq4orKXBc8QfUNWJxqbeBJcteASmmql_vHi36ME/s1600-h/Fish.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjciVBxB4Y6FAaBxjgMV77pHwK1bmjBrXSDXK91YQvKNgQYyBDlTECdpdsNZrJxfG_KduZV5HENqxkRZOLdti45C4XazKxJIdgOwYa_jq4orKXBc8QfUNWJxqbeBJcteASmmql_vHi36ME/s320/Fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382522662163499410" /></a><br />There is much to say! Here goes:<br /><br />I started my Emergency Medical Technician (EMT) classes on August twentieth -- one month in now, and I am learning so much. It was pretty overwhelming at first, realizing how intense this program is, even though it's only one semester long. But God has already used the experience to remind me of my constant need to abide in Christ Jesus. I'm buckling up for an exciting rest of the semester, academically speaking.<br /><br />Several of you have asked me how the youth ministry at my church has been going. I got together a couple times with the kids during the summer, but we haven't officially started youth group yet. I covet your prayers!! Rhett and I are preparing for the 'kick off' -- Saturday September 26th. Pray for us. Our desire is to build relationships with the ten-ish kids that come to church on and off. We want to teach them the Word. We will be adapting weekly lessons from <span style="font-style:italic;">The Stranger on the Road to Emmaus</span>, a book about the big picture of God's Word from Creation to Christ. I'm stoked to get things going, but I really would appreciate your prayers for us, as I have no idea what to expect. More updates to follow in the coming months.<br /><br />In other news, my sister Bethany got married on August 29th to an awesome guy named Brandon Foote. Annnd, Mr. Jebediah Lee James came to visit me here in Michigan! :) Jeb flew in just a few days before the wedding and stayed for two whole weeks. It was a cram-packed fourteen days of visits to friends and family, as well as classes four mornings a week for me. We continue to learn how to communicate and prefer each other above ourselves. I grow more thankful for him everyday. It was pretty tough on both of us when he flew home. But praise the Lord for this awesome time of growing in our dependence upon Him...with 2,300+ miles between us. ;) God knows what He's doing, and I'm learning still further what it looks like to trust Him outside of the Bible school bubble.<br /><br />"Trust in the Lord with <span style="font-weight:bold;">all</span> your heart..."<br />-Proverbs 3:5Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-9526696047746871002009-08-18T12:14:00.000-07:002009-08-18T12:15:49.482-07:00I Miss YouI made this for Jeb a while back...and today I really miss him.<br /><br /><script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46928cc51133af17/4a8afd775ff52498/46928cc51133af17/8e13c0d5/-cpid/17f27c883600fb8a/-/-/-EMH/240/-EMW/432/widget.js"></script>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-10650279468606106072009-07-26T12:37:00.000-07:002009-07-29T10:14:30.019-07:00"I Love Weddings!"I’m sitting on a velvety gray armchair here at the Starbucks in Muskegon, Michigan, and it’s the day after my big sister’s wedding. The crazy thing is that my new brother-in-law, Jared, is also the big brother to one of my best friends from Bible school, Shelley. God has been gracious to me. He’s given me so many relationships with some incredible brothers and sisters in Christ – like-minded friends who are faithful to encourage and exhort me.<br /><br />Our two families (Riepmas & Turners) really hit it off. What a celebration! Becca especially was thankful for the beautiful weather God gave us yesterday. She wanted a beach wedding, and the rain held off just long enough for the ceremony and some gorgeous shoreline photos afterward (soon to post!).<br /><br />But when all the planning, preparation, and primping finally came to a head, I wasn’t just thankful for the weather. There was so much about Becs and Jared’s wedding that moved me deeply. I got to stand right next to my sister and watch her husband’s face as he pledged to love her as Christ loves His Bride, the Church. I also got to look out into the faces of those who came to show their love and support. I stood there, and one of my best friends in the world was directly in front of me sitting in the second row... Less then a year and half ago, Shelley and I were there when Becca and Jared met, and we’ve had the amazing privilege of watching their relationship grow into something beautiful and glorifying to the Lord.<br /><br />But my favorite moment took place toward the end of the ceremony: Picture a petite and radiant bride in a white, full-length gown. Her hair is perfect. Her make-up is perfect. Her dress is perfect. She’s beautiful, most of all because she’s in love. Now picture that same bride kneeling in the sand, pouring water over the feet of her groom. He is sitting down, and after setting aside the glass pitcher, she dries each foot with a white towel. She takes his place in the chair and two delicate feet emerge. The first is carefully washed and dried, and he leans lower still, placing a soft kiss. More water, and another kiss follows.<br /><br />Becs and Jared chose to wash each other's feet as a symbol of the servant hood they are committing to. As they washed, my dad explained the scriptural significance to those watching. I was overwhelmed, not only with the incredible example of a servant’s heart that I have witnessed in my sister, but in that moment...Christ’s love overwhelmed me. Love is most certainly, a decision. And Christ <span style="font-style:italic;">chose</span> to love us enough to die in our place. What wondrous love is this!? Needless to say, I was bawling during the ceremony, and again when I gave my toast to the newly-weds.<br /><br />God is so good. I have seen Christ’s life very much alive and active in those who have believed Him. Praise His name for a beautiful day! A beauty above and beyond just the weather.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFcf0XR2VAu2uGP3m1q3aaB4zKHBp1_mCjVqjZKnsyFxIJWa-BFWpEs-Sp8hN5_Hi_5sOb4ESMCxHHeLsMUigc-GW5t_vAF8SJ2L8X0cjVX0JGPqMFG3txtfAbpq3nE39gWypKh8Egr2g/s1600-h/Feet.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFcf0XR2VAu2uGP3m1q3aaB4zKHBp1_mCjVqjZKnsyFxIJWa-BFWpEs-Sp8hN5_Hi_5sOb4ESMCxHHeLsMUigc-GW5t_vAF8SJ2L8X0cjVX0JGPqMFG3txtfAbpq3nE39gWypKh8Egr2g/s400/Feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931347291087762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiik2L_AHqOmndylpQStCQXXwW5uInNybXERYPyIRfnveefQjYAVmf2Jomy55Gm15glOCV0cqZdUFMtijc155-IusrDtvju_mNdluP7ZJDQwQIU7fx1LR4bcam-LrIy8VGVrngFFrY6VKQ/s1600-h/Feet2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiik2L_AHqOmndylpQStCQXXwW5uInNybXERYPyIRfnveefQjYAVmf2Jomy55Gm15glOCV0cqZdUFMtijc155-IusrDtvju_mNdluP7ZJDQwQIU7fx1LR4bcam-LrIy8VGVrngFFrY6VKQ/s400/Feet2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363931355190315058" /></a>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-58842719894326463952009-07-12T14:44:00.001-07:002009-07-12T14:51:41.784-07:00Becca & JaredHere's the photo story that was <span style="font-style:italic;">supposed</span> to be finished in time to show at their "Early Reception" (that was today!). Oh well...enjoy it now! And thanks to all those who supported Becs & Jared today by coming out to celebrate at our church. Our families really appreciate all your love and prayers. :)<br /><br /><br /><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46928cc51133af17/4a5a59060f6cf5dc/46928cc51133af17/8ef6f1d/-cpid/514d5276fe592864" id="W46928cc51133af174a5a59060f6cf5dc" width="432" height="240"><param name="movie" value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46928cc51133af17/4a5a59060f6cf5dc/46928cc51133af17/8ef6f1d/-cpid/514d5276fe592864" /><param name="wmode" value="window" /><param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /></object>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-45419436801573298442009-06-30T19:20:00.001-07:002009-06-30T19:34:03.827-07:00Precious FriendsI get to see these two amazing people in only two days...and I CANNOT WAIT! Forth of July weekend has never before held such excitement for me. :) Shelley And Tony are dear friends of mine from Bible school. We began together in August 2007, and graduated together six weeks ago. Shelley's big brother is marrying my big sister <span style="font-style:italic;">this July</span>, and Tony has been like a brother to me these past two years. I desperately miss seeing them every morning in class, hanging out together, and just talking. We three were steady desk partners all through our second year of Bible school! God has taught me <span style="font-style:italic;">so</span> much because of my friendships with these two...and I praise Him for the ways He has grown (and is continuing to grow) them in Christ! Love you guys so much.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpvC1u1hwiV69cX3Koo5bCOp2nkwJLdMA4Cg1TWYZ0b9_hbvsNLZ_ws-w2z7-c-3fHe3tvD1d3j3ieMN1X4KxnZJqZxSAAinZujW2be3wliROyflFlKa9JgcWftm3cV2qWVjb9cTApsg/s1600-h/Tony&Shelley.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpvC1u1hwiV69cX3Koo5bCOp2nkwJLdMA4Cg1TWYZ0b9_hbvsNLZ_ws-w2z7-c-3fHe3tvD1d3j3ieMN1X4KxnZJqZxSAAinZujW2be3wliROyflFlKa9JgcWftm3cV2qWVjb9cTApsg/s400/Tony&Shelley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353313612852522418" /></a>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-41803829756150279682009-06-30T12:41:00.000-07:002009-06-30T13:41:38.069-07:00Here in 'Real Life'I'm learning that life is not what I was expecting. Reality really isn't all that easy. In fact, it's pretty difficult. That may be old news for you...but I'm learning it right now. God is currently allowing my old expectations to be torn apart. And I decided to blog about it. We had a flood in our basement this morning. The sump pump broke for the umphteenth time and my dad had to buy and install a new one...and then squeegee an inch of standing water back into the concrete hole in the corner of our house. Some stuff got wet, but nothing was ruined. I guess in real life, things break and get wet sometimes. I don't think that's ever clicked in my head before. Again, it might sound silly...but it's what I've been thinking about.<br /><br />And you know what, these days I'm finding that good communication is very hard work. Building relationships in the here and now, without a million fun memories as a foundation, is tough. For me, life used to be a bunch of amazingly fun events all strung together by time: as soon as one thing finished, I started looking forward to the next big thing. Consequently I've spent a lot of my life either reminiscing about times gone by or living in the future.<br /><br />But God is a God of the present tense, and He desires me to live in the here and now, to build strong relationships <span style="font-style:italic;">now</span>. What is today really worth? I guess life is kind of an esoteric number of 'todays' that we're each given to do with what we will. What's it worth to me? God is pretty amazing to know exactly how we're going to live our lives, even all the bad decisions we're going to make, and still desire to work through our choices. He's more amazing to me now, in 'real life' as they call it, than He ever was in Bible school. In the classroom, I learned historical truths about God, yes. But in application, I learned in theory. I learned a lot of it in a bubble...a spiritual greenhouse, as it were.<br /><br />Now that bubble has popped. And you know what? I'm finding God to be faithful; His character hasn't changed. He's the same God I learned about when studying the history of Israel in the Old Testament. He's the same God who sent Christ to save the world. He's the same God whose Holy Spirit has lived in me ever since I believed the Gospel thirteen years ago. He keeps proving Himself to me, here in real life. And I guess I didn't expect that. First of all, I didn't expect reality to be so harsh. But secondly, I didn't expect to need God so much. It's amazing.<br /><br />It's also painful. Being tested by the fire that 1st Peter 1 talks about hurts. I want to grow in my endurance, so I'm thankful for those flames. And you know, my life is anything but full of trials and persecution. Still, there are many ways that I am being pushed and pried...and that is good. God is using the irony of my discovering 'real life' to humble me and convince me of my need for Him. Bring it on Lord! Because I want to be SO needy for Jesus that I'm done with trying it myself. Whatever it takes, Father. I trust You.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Here are some common sayings I'm actually starting to understand:</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Money doesn't grow on tress."<br />"No news is good news."<br />"Absence makes the heart grow fonder...(or forgetful)."</span>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-52925311274247170992009-06-26T13:51:00.000-07:002009-06-27T09:42:34.803-07:00"Oh the Summertime"So here are a few favorite photos from my trip to see Mr. Jebediah James in Iowa. He and a couple friends picked me up at the Chicago Union Station on Saturday night, then Sunday was spent adventuring through sunny Chicago. Man was it HOT! We wandered Navy Pier, and of course ate a classic Deep Dish. The rest of the week in Iowa I stayed with my friend Tara and her mom. Both of them were amazing! I've never felt so at home. Each work day I got to sport a Dish Network/Direct TV polo and learned how Jeb and his co-workers sell door-to-door. It was a lot more difficult than I expected. By Friday afternoon there was nothing so refreshing as playing in the rain...especially since the humidity had been practically 110% all week long!<br /><br />Jeb and I got all dressed up for my very first "official" Friday night date...dinner and a walk through downtown Iowa city. :) This "first" experience also included a slightly crazed (and thoroughly bearded) street-flautist, serenading our conversation with his untraditional songs and running commentary...good grief! Oh the memories we make along the way.<br /><br />Seven AM Saturday came early, and we got a rather late start. I missed the noon train. Praise the Lord for an extremely nice train lady who honored my original ticket fare and got me a seat on the six PM train! I think my tussled hair and frustrated expression provoked in her some kind of pity, which I was happy to accept with gratitude. She sternly reminded me to be at the station an hour early next time, and of course I assured her I would. During my ticket fiasco, Jeb faced the ornery and ridiculous Chicago streets. I sat on my suitcase waiting outside the station as hundreds of faces came and went. Tourists were easy to spot; I marveled at those clearly comfortable with the chaotic system of never-ending motion. Then finally...a familiar face. (I must admit I was by no means disappointed with the idea of more time with the boy.;)<br /><br />So Jeb and I spent our last afternoon snoozing/people watching at a nearby Starbucks, and then enjoying the (shaded) scenery at a Chicago riverfront. What a great week with a great guy. :) God has really encouraged me and faithfully challenged my thinking through this relationship...I'm so thankful.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcYa9wI9LGS1iXE6q6c29Ls90L6k3__RYKgYPbT8vualWsD40ebLMBxk4CinVF-E_-oETMFqUJ1ThSK6Q8dhsJYoKM7aAlihcMemy5S3f3u4KCYZtSIbPWwBx1GDJu8m-K7GKj0CfW_xY/s1600-h/Blog0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcYa9wI9LGS1iXE6q6c29Ls90L6k3__RYKgYPbT8vualWsD40ebLMBxk4CinVF-E_-oETMFqUJ1ThSK6Q8dhsJYoKM7aAlihcMemy5S3f3u4KCYZtSIbPWwBx1GDJu8m-K7GKj0CfW_xY/s400/Blog0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836887846739730" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSC4GsgISRBuVBezWkNC3GcDyXP83GD36sa119uK7pBc6_dvFW9asvgatx2RUqfDaKsSd2tMARh6sL3MmkYbgqbMhOPpwqpHeyRz0CP46vq10QIMPSxNJIzarQE0L1slZQxgCUc1JPXjs/s1600-h/Blog4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSC4GsgISRBuVBezWkNC3GcDyXP83GD36sa119uK7pBc6_dvFW9asvgatx2RUqfDaKsSd2tMARh6sL3MmkYbgqbMhOPpwqpHeyRz0CP46vq10QIMPSxNJIzarQE0L1slZQxgCUc1JPXjs/s400/Blog4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836884873252882" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbm9k4Qny2d_A1zizoBnNpDBmIuymJQUXr5lm4uguGeGsKntXs7A-2hZAit2lxY1l4vA4IBnfCNhKXkcXGl3-iDA9cIFo-OTyY5YIBJxMtiB28yRxcBiTaAUfUiwhspFsZpmIfaxtf4tU/s1600-h/Blog1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbm9k4Qny2d_A1zizoBnNpDBmIuymJQUXr5lm4uguGeGsKntXs7A-2hZAit2lxY1l4vA4IBnfCNhKXkcXGl3-iDA9cIFo-OTyY5YIBJxMtiB28yRxcBiTaAUfUiwhspFsZpmIfaxtf4tU/s400/Blog1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836879945544690" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7FRmdrfLScbL9cqVMVeQLYW69y_4LlvC-opyTTDQhjcYKTZl77vKFtrbSOD17HaKxidVf90K_pbfEA4bwEAtyO-UzqcH0z_fOlPJTuME-QrGolyO98A5jcqc6ruEfIKLVmfhwnhWNCfQ/s1600-h/Blog9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7FRmdrfLScbL9cqVMVeQLYW69y_4LlvC-opyTTDQhjcYKTZl77vKFtrbSOD17HaKxidVf90K_pbfEA4bwEAtyO-UzqcH0z_fOlPJTuME-QrGolyO98A5jcqc6ruEfIKLVmfhwnhWNCfQ/s400/Blog9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836875331492530" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXObkF2CPUMC2MY1WJHiHz5OueOn7pZG4T88BM_rZlenWkswWJLn5nsq6g020Eq61L78YfxFTqU8u2XtCpNtCHu2x9egg6UWqhlgwgseZuAI1AZjX1M7cj_YTDdlqLCIXz7QrHgdyHZ0/s1600-h/Blog3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXObkF2CPUMC2MY1WJHiHz5OueOn7pZG4T88BM_rZlenWkswWJLn5nsq6g020Eq61L78YfxFTqU8u2XtCpNtCHu2x9egg6UWqhlgwgseZuAI1AZjX1M7cj_YTDdlqLCIXz7QrHgdyHZ0/s400/Blog3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836872756072562" /></a>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-26509561684804851712009-06-08T19:00:00.000-07:002009-06-10T06:00:01.847-07:0033 Years!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MOM & DAD!! :)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Archives photo...summer vacation - 2005??</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmuZ8oqTKfM6xwLPBsntegCg-AvHN5Q-wYm0y36i4YEa1hMS19sxjf4Hco3hL4F44lQfhfxt7ePto_2dYdUhnc96YwFkjLeoVUHpRYWfR06dWVtFZ0g1TqeEyeGRIUIKN8iMgzclmuH6M/s1600-h/TurnerTribe"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmuZ8oqTKfM6xwLPBsntegCg-AvHN5Q-wYm0y36i4YEa1hMS19sxjf4Hco3hL4F44lQfhfxt7ePto_2dYdUhnc96YwFkjLeoVUHpRYWfR06dWVtFZ0g1TqeEyeGRIUIKN8iMgzclmuH6M/s400/TurnerTribe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345680125204207202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">You are amazing parents and I thank God for you both.</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkBzHMHwcbGfOdVq5Gt4BLuIh4fZHFaoWJc9JvfmZsIIRD2IHQWctLz9c2WB1HwUY0L_zsh86RRwG6WR-hHjibkcQk_r03hdo_T1tIRUhom-jITqY4yGTtZcibXnDOXxgbWk7w6vHmDsg/s1600-h/_DSC4158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkBzHMHwcbGfOdVq5Gt4BLuIh4fZHFaoWJc9JvfmZsIIRD2IHQWctLz9c2WB1HwUY0L_zsh86RRwG6WR-hHjibkcQk_r03hdo_T1tIRUhom-jITqY4yGTtZcibXnDOXxgbWk7w6vHmDsg/s400/_DSC4158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345681807294835330" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-47195222543860840212009-06-08T18:51:00.000-07:002009-06-26T20:15:33.682-07:00So, It's Official as of Friday<div style="text-align: center;"><br />There's this boy from California.<br />We graduated from Bible school together.<br />We're dating now.<br />:)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-Y3Vqd7T7OXbfHE791U_rmiESEwa8V1Q6AR3OGyAfe7PZiQ5V8d4c7ildyBLG5mnpO0OjnN3vFLl_VD6XWghQjhHMRTEStXS4hwBFPOt9Pn9IpTFdduM6rvXq6pQfPxESBXaUudBMGU/s1600-h/_DSC4213_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-Y3Vqd7T7OXbfHE791U_rmiESEwa8V1Q6AR3OGyAfe7PZiQ5V8d4c7ildyBLG5mnpO0OjnN3vFLl_VD6XWghQjhHMRTEStXS4hwBFPOt9Pn9IpTFdduM6rvXq6pQfPxESBXaUudBMGU/s400/_DSC4213_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345146635189404706" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;">Jebediah & Jenna<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgejcs7Q7YqY5A586jWWpH4YXtcB1j1hVXKKPh891FCe55HXPBFJsZFUdfaVhXcQNWnFhw2XlT_sJS1Ne98illYCSpU1KyxBNAPSrBSdTqvXryCIVfDLU7dVcyjhca4ZL_-DSRshpLLCe4/s1600-h/JebJennaEDIT.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgejcs7Q7YqY5A586jWWpH4YXtcB1j1hVXKKPh891FCe55HXPBFJsZFUdfaVhXcQNWnFhw2XlT_sJS1Ne98illYCSpU1KyxBNAPSrBSdTqvXryCIVfDLU7dVcyjhca4ZL_-DSRshpLLCe4/s400/JebJennaEDIT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345143679292044418" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCP5Bx-VXUHwZyoYQNhWOqQFhzQxymmxzb4SDDcTaiWBMVjJIdbpPV6QlWQ5SGXCJ4SvYhRq0MmJnf_rmN10KIR4KpGGdlwAEtCgtzL3AijAtRJvugHe7AvJ3yMDEhQpO9msDvSlKxqC8/s1600-h/Feet.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCP5Bx-VXUHwZyoYQNhWOqQFhzQxymmxzb4SDDcTaiWBMVjJIdbpPV6QlWQ5SGXCJ4SvYhRq0MmJnf_rmN10KIR4KpGGdlwAEtCgtzL3AijAtRJvugHe7AvJ3yMDEhQpO9msDvSlKxqC8/s400/Feet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345184373348161026" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-30658422847743402782009-06-06T10:25:00.000-07:002009-06-06T10:32:12.852-07:00"You." (A Poem)<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;">You who dwells in unapproachable light,<br />who makes Your home in the Third Heaven,<br />who holds time in Your hand...<br /><br />how is it You find joy in revealing Yourself to me?<br /><br />You who sees the sparrow fall,<br />who calms my heart with Your Word,<br />who calls my mind to ponder Your eternality...<br /><br />how is it You have come to rescue me?<br /><br />You who holds back oceans,<br />tears down cities,<br />and relocates entire language groups of people...<br /><br />how is it that You find joy in teaching me?<br /><br />You who knows all things,<br />is everywhere-present and all-powerful,<br />who cannot be tamed but was led as a lamb...<br /><br />how is it that Your death could steal death's sting?<br /><br />You who designed and created,<br />breathed life and welcomed,<br />forgave, redeemed, and sanctified...<br /><br />how is it that by grace through faith, I'm justified?<br /></span></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-71743970125448536992009-05-31T22:42:00.000-07:002009-05-31T23:28:08.268-07:00A Picture's Worth 1,000 Words...I decided it'd be cool to post some more pictures of my life these last two months. So here goes!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">Jenna & Katie at Senior Retreat in Jersey Shore</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">, PA - mean</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">t to be friends!</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSbJ6fBImst_qk_41DynmvQmtkunmElBer0udoWq4ZerkRfG12ZAdiQw27xzxfQ1roSbK5nItWBEixZ-lFTH6LM4A9alJk2rQeueiSlqJAyQJ91CnNxX0FRG9OCOq_zKPzwmTQ9h97lI/s1600-h/6+JennKate.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSbJ6fBImst_qk_41DynmvQmtkunmElBer0udoWq4ZerkRfG12ZAdiQw27xzxfQ1roSbK5nItWBEixZ-lFTH6LM4A9alJk2rQeueiSlqJAyQJ91CnNxX0FRG9OCOq_zKPzwmTQ9h97lI/s320/6+JennKate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231623676916738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">On top of the world with two of my best friends: Shelley & Tony...they're in love. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">:)</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIkdVcy4p17T7o20l49BkVUD34wUKSdjMyEXTm6bXH9w6xyoXBv4QdMGtK4f6C2yxj6c8up0fOwuuS_dfgUJOra4UweIOVZxVBvW_ehWlnVnjdToeGX2p1Dux1X1PdtiyxTESTI4CMms/s1600-h/7+SeniorRetreat1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIkdVcy4p17T7o20l49BkVUD34wUKSdjMyEXTm6bXH9w6xyoXBv4QdMGtK4f6C2yxj6c8up0fOwuuS_dfgUJOra4UweIOVZxVBvW_ehWlnVnjdToeGX2p1Dux1X1PdtiyxTESTI4CMms/s320/7+SeniorRetreat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231613137106642" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">After Senior Retreat I visited New York City with Conni (left) & my dean, Amanda!</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhduZ7oYNPysnAqPeymO4pDf_wr_HuuoGYtz3eS4vARNE5ROZwwh6y16e1us4ljbtjToAYuLQqOG29i1NKEtCS0uoeU1WUf4M6wz0he5RXiAxARklYIWz-qr0vnN7M0GW9eNpOozbB14fk/s1600-h/8+NYC.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhduZ7oYNPysnAqPeymO4pDf_wr_HuuoGYtz3eS4vARNE5ROZwwh6y16e1us4ljbtjToAYuLQqOG29i1NKEtCS0uoeU1WUf4M6wz0he5RXiAxARklYIWz-qr0vnN7M0GW9eNpOozbB14fk/s320/8+NYC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231606105810962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">My first-year roomie, Esther, at Shelley's birthday party.</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiueswOm264JuqXNte-FfUjF0O0I6K5ptwqtgDrfN4WIXPb_djDkQ6yWBuP4G-yF0fEBxhA8WL2AyEvTbdpNSq2eec01_d4KHI3PjyVnD6VajtMNR2nO6NUQJ3XHx-VwM6wrlIpTD8Ci6g/s1600-h/9+Esther.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiueswOm264JuqXNte-FfUjF0O0I6K5ptwqtgDrfN4WIXPb_djDkQ6yWBuP4G-yF0fEBxhA8WL2AyEvTbdpNSq2eec01_d4KHI3PjyVnD6VajtMNR2nO6NUQJ3XHx-VwM6wrlIpTD8Ci6g/s320/9+Esther.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231599020524850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">Awesome Tessa was on Campus Life with me this semester. I love her!</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJJHYuqJSUXbY_NFfqr6EBE9p6uBredRBgm4ZD2KLBMTxp0OsKdTgzeEQqDyVxmaZlVnZqanfxHaZlF07qt_NGzPAlt6szeltX2uXCY1pEAXDd9xBJI4Qa71VdU9e2DEd8qCovIwdrO4/s1600-h/10+Tesso.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJJHYuqJSUXbY_NFfqr6EBE9p6uBredRBgm4ZD2KLBMTxp0OsKdTgzeEQqDyVxmaZlVnZqanfxHaZlF07qt_NGzPAlt6szeltX2uXCY1pEAXDd9xBJI4Qa71VdU9e2DEd8qCovIwdrO4/s320/10+Tesso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231366674321314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">Here's the whole family (including fiances), celebrating with me and my roomie, Shelley!</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAsAHk7zxAqRwgTd4y0KZqH_ipSa3_rmaCIRTf5LPU0bBSd3SnoZ586eQvPd36689-aY_MbQcrH36Ceei2yB6I1n1UfoXYbVHxolV4Wai6CXd4P1dAu5vf0x1c6zXMxX7Y_i5Mvro5Ac/s1600-h/11+Graduates.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAsAHk7zxAqRwgTd4y0KZqH_ipSa3_rmaCIRTf5LPU0bBSd3SnoZ586eQvPd36689-aY_MbQcrH36Ceei2yB6I1n1UfoXYbVHxolV4Wai6CXd4P1dAu5vf0x1c6zXMxX7Y_i5Mvro5Ac/s400/11+Graduates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342238739299122562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">A friend I graduated with put our class picture up as soon as she got home...</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeD0GpeWkU1DypTpa5UvpsIX962KvgSZprgap1o8AeTbuJ1SM8DcPSqzD4ZUfNwsumwSU9jaiONQwboUvLP_dfkutU-0Q3xq-KEm9YaffmnwtVunqnsM_tdkhqs35afUiolF6ITco1mq4/s1600-h/12+GradClass09.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeD0GpeWkU1DypTpa5UvpsIX962KvgSZprgap1o8AeTbuJ1SM8DcPSqzD4ZUfNwsumwSU9jaiONQwboUvLP_dfkutU-0Q3xq-KEm9YaffmnwtVunqnsM_tdkhqs35afUiolF6ITco1mq4/s400/12+GradClass09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342239263238835042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">A week-ish after graduation, four of us got back together and visited Lake Michigan!</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnv_Ydu3AlIhBkPUkUXpxZLOIDYxQG6Rpm-tYkBVqOKxEfL3DwMU_Z0m5PHEjoUjVqEFy_2x_HyNvLNQwRYbL6k3v8h2ioCqUSFWUUp0i-ooRwZ_NLn9mLnAzsVArXuzQ5V-Jm3hUbh4/s1600-h/13+BeachBoys.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnv_Ydu3AlIhBkPUkUXpxZLOIDYxQG6Rpm-tYkBVqOKxEfL3DwMU_Z0m5PHEjoUjVqEFy_2x_HyNvLNQwRYbL6k3v8h2ioCqUSFWUUp0i-ooRwZ_NLn9mLnAzsVArXuzQ5V-Jm3hUbh4/s320/13+BeachBoys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231357606854738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">Chrissy was the underclassman of our 'Lakeshore' group. I love this girl so much! </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">=)</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsKFlEtiF6UlJmvHbIzCJxx-S6RZUHaig8w0Yz5xK1VbGcThF_lnHLg0w-OZJpwvWL-xo4jeTlJepZJc2exu5eOCxg1y8U_CbvO7Bn8pQpoV95eIwZkuctIF1cpaXzR1CwhkDzElCJkgs/s1600-h/14+BeachGirls.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsKFlEtiF6UlJmvHbIzCJxx-S6RZUHaig8w0Yz5xK1VbGcThF_lnHLg0w-OZJpwvWL-xo4jeTlJepZJc2exu5eOCxg1y8U_CbvO7Bn8pQpoV95eIwZkuctIF1cpaXzR1CwhkDzElCJkgs/s320/14+BeachGirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231353332874242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">My parents and sister Becca even got to come for part of the day.</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoQtXb3NPd3TI8fQRC8vpWyiku1ov4KZNys3tmR-nxpy5cJO3wqsBk6whQiumNHPFNbq_h3xxsft83m-T7FkswTKDj9BTnXEcv3vjIAYmwc-sJi5g8T5AKnLHKwaClY-qlWymrucTCUk/s1600-h/15+Beach3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoQtXb3NPd3TI8fQRC8vpWyiku1ov4KZNys3tmR-nxpy5cJO3wqsBk6whQiumNHPFNbq_h3xxsft83m-T7FkswTKDj9BTnXEcv3vjIAYmwc-sJi5g8T5AKnLHKwaClY-qlWymrucTCUk/s400/15+Beach3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342240302485907810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">Jebediah, Caleb, Chrissy, and I had a GREAT day at the beach, visiting the Grand Haven</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"> shops, and walking the pier...</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsL4KPXjCIkfDfyCvgkP99YwNvg4PT0zlPUCpqaXQ2CAF9-pWepC9L0OjLjEeplLs847JXdKMGjJ1lHSxDy-sh5T4_kwLa_zzo_cx3_euMjNOEOJG9EHouvr-NassxftJORGE4r_x2z8/s1600-h/16+Beach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsL4KPXjCIkfDfyCvgkP99YwNvg4PT0zlPUCpqaXQ2CAF9-pWepC9L0OjLjEeplLs847JXdKMGjJ1lHSxDy-sh5T4_kwLa_zzo_cx3_euMjNOEOJG9EHouvr-NassxftJORGE4r_x2z8/s400/16+Beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342239932838169906" border="0" /></a></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-54294649793391025902009-05-31T20:30:00.000-07:002009-05-31T23:30:01.267-07:00Long Time, No Talkie<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">April Spring Break visit to MTC (phase 2 training) in Missouri!</span></span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEK78cf-DQdBV3P4O-8yo9_76sLDpvyn0_tsKDBJYimOgOTplNi1h2j7fhQq3f7KJd_5zfkVK2QDkud99dTtx0ziLExtTgyTmO4OHppJqgf0UAk_RxliBSw1IsW4TeVw2qVGyrzpff7s/s1600-h/2+SpringBreak.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEK78cf-DQdBV3P4O-8yo9_76sLDpvyn0_tsKDBJYimOgOTplNi1h2j7fhQq3f7KJd_5zfkVK2QDkud99dTtx0ziLExtTgyTmO4OHppJqgf0UAk_RxliBSw1IsW4TeVw2qVGyrzpff7s/s320/2+SpringBreak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342214062909837250" border="0" /></a>April and May have flown by and here I am, a Bible school graduate! I'm currently sitting on the floor of the room I grew up in, at my parent's house. This is home base, for the next year or so. The plan, Lord willing, is to work part time and save money for the Missionary Training Center (the second phase of training to become a Tribal Church Planter with New Tribes Mission). I'll also be working closely with the kids at my church. A fellow Bible school graduate has decided to get involved at my Church, and we will be teaching the kids through the Chronological Bible lessons beginning in the fall. I'll be working to partner with my church during this time, serving wherever there is need. In September I begin EMT classes at Lansing Community College - praise God for providing a full ride scholarship!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Campus Life hosted the "Spring Fling" formal! Photos of my dorm & my date, Jeb...</span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVKyNAMuPjLqMuGgD5u9L5HlTlZvvcI6p7SJXu7n0_hheRoct53o7GvFFbzoxQQRWB4kRTFUfQyXydaAI3NN-qrz4p3XGjqe6Cp5TLZqUWX3fx1yt66zX7x6JnZjjq9vLo8J4yWi5r00/s1600-h/4+LaCancha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVKyNAMuPjLqMuGgD5u9L5HlTlZvvcI6p7SJXu7n0_hheRoct53o7GvFFbzoxQQRWB4kRTFUfQyXydaAI3NN-qrz4p3XGjqe6Cp5TLZqUWX3fx1yt66zX7x6JnZjjq9vLo8J4yWi5r00/s320/4+LaCancha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342219419461376242" border="0" /></a>Senior semester brought changes I could not have predicted. I'm so thankful to have built friendships with some of the underclassmen who will return to finish Bible school this fall. God has been so faithful to grow them! I have truly enjoyed witnessing the many ways He has challenged their thinking. God has also challenged my thinking, about <span style="font-style: italic;">so many</span> things. A huge area of need was revealed in my life when I moved home. I'm so happy to be back, but it has been difficult and very humbling (praise the LORD). I'm glad to be living only one hour north of the Bible school in Jackson! Frequent visits are sure to take place in the fall...gotta keep up with the returning students I know and love! =)<br /><br />This summer presents me with the awesome opportunity of mulling over, thinking through, and hopefully cementing certain<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxQM-aNWDbk8rID3wVEQSdDLWV_Jses0Wns4CVEbinzE-S7g94yUnypqvVG1uzFdvO5Yeq65NAPJ70kX8A3oLo0f3f15JB6fvT5Yto_I0_8romlVRCRFzO3aRLGZgUoZNVriZo1QFCRE/s1600-h/3+JebSpringFling.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxQM-aNWDbk8rID3wVEQSdDLWV_Jses0Wns4CVEbinzE-S7g94yUnypqvVG1uzFdvO5Yeq65NAPJ70kX8A3oLo0f3f15JB6fvT5Yto_I0_8romlVRCRFzO3aRLGZgUoZNVriZo1QFCRE/s320/3+JebSpringFling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342219607173585042" border="0" /></a> biblical concepts that I long to understand better. I'm trusting the Lord to use the time I spend in His Word to bring up things I've missed or just misunderstood, specifically in the book of Romans. Also, July and August ring with wedding bells - both my sisters are engaged to be married! What with Dad & Mom's 33rd anniversary in June and my brother James celebrating his one year anniversary in July, this year has been (and will continue to be) a busy but joyous time for my parents.<br /><br />I've enjoyed reconnecting with my parents and helping out at the coffee shop. Discussing wedding plans with the twins is also great fun. They're so different from each other, but I've no doubt both their weddings will be beautiful. I'm so excited for them! Please be praying as they each prepare not only for a wedding, but more importantly for a <span style="font-style: italic;">marriage.</span> Hurray for two more big brothers!!<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />The Campus Life team! These people are a huge blessing to me.</span></span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkMQRpLQB7PhDW2p2J6d4vZ7HBsGMPfUdutXRerK3rz-VLTjizj_om4FCK_bk7f56OYTsd0rarJGlvI_gFyjYqOozS4rVEmMgdYOJNP6Gz-JHJGufWrz0PzZZxPABivY1o82NYCc977w/s1600-h/5+CampusLife.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkMQRpLQB7PhDW2p2J6d4vZ7HBsGMPfUdutXRerK3rz-VLTjizj_om4FCK_bk7f56OYTsd0rarJGlvI_gFyjYqOozS4rVEmMgdYOJNP6Gz-JHJGufWrz0PzZZxPABivY1o82NYCc977w/s320/5+CampusLife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342220443828291762" border="0" /></a>I'll be working hard to keep this blog more regularly updated with my comings and goings. THANK YOU, all of you who prayed me through Bible school. I would not have made it to graduation without your time spent before the Throne of God. Truly, He worked miracles to provide for me financially in the last two years...and even more, He has changed me forever through His Word. I'm so grateful for the opportunity I was given to study the Word of God, and I would appreciate your prayers as I seek to continue in my studies and practical application of all that the Lord has taught me. Real life, here I come. Praise the Lord for His grace!<br /></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-23112929959486805172009-03-30T14:23:00.000-07:002009-03-30T14:47:36.511-07:00Dallas Riley FeltenOn March 14th, my best friend all growing up had her very first baby boy! I'm so excited for Bethany and Joey. They're dear friends, so I thought I'd update with some pictures of them and their new little member of the family!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYZkxldmr6hBNog-kGXA2iHAgnaya02QqwtJb7UXsCcCyfD8xbQTuavtQDpPVVYF-3r5eJ3pRDwuGa7Johc2s8kSc0x13mlhQZNWCJoBIFsK5n_9GnCldCeNCuAiENpzNqhcAg78y844s/s1600-h/OLD!"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYZkxldmr6hBNog-kGXA2iHAgnaya02QqwtJb7UXsCcCyfD8xbQTuavtQDpPVVYF-3r5eJ3pRDwuGa7Johc2s8kSc0x13mlhQZNWCJoBIFsK5n_9GnCldCeNCuAiENpzNqhcAg78y844s/s320/OLD!" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319097849885816498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Spring Break '06, Beth & I went to visit friends in Wisconsin.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCXCTZZPVEjxbY_Hv2o9_z6KePv7xlcsq1FIeqSXAnl5cIZZhL4YPMeZKhkMiXvXKoDoRozusERuhlqvJwE19gcguWxKQeHtDiKzw6ri438br8freSunF0KUfcyYx0Id3gGpTMOfR5eo/s1600-h/Wedding"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCXCTZZPVEjxbY_Hv2o9_z6KePv7xlcsq1FIeqSXAnl5cIZZhL4YPMeZKhkMiXvXKoDoRozusERuhlqvJwE19gcguWxKQeHtDiKzw6ri438br8freSunF0KUfcyYx0Id3gGpTMOfR5eo/s320/Wedding" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319097772163266466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">...And they turned out to be best friends! Married in Dec. '07.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37anaLnbY7JFAuAy9Fmap1YQDXT4SlCtUCIr1p8wiJ7pcxF9tOfGDLmEV4CP1iGU-59K3M3m39i37dRfN_gz4OjNOLVf9oyuWbjXbmsIpRb73-ZDv9muDl12S4R7Hatshedwgf44_sIE/s1600-h/Bethany&Joey"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37anaLnbY7JFAuAy9Fmap1YQDXT4SlCtUCIr1p8wiJ7pcxF9tOfGDLmEV4CP1iGU-59K3M3m39i37dRfN_gz4OjNOLVf9oyuWbjXbmsIpRb73-ZDv9muDl12S4R7Hatshedwgf44_sIE/s320/Bethany&Joey" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319097666677622450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">:)</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GbPeEmT21qcQQe53z86NkSSxNTuImjkBVLw8kn1fSJWDSjbx472CtUtwtZxiZJNTGnI2e8Q1LGz3zfquVi4jxKQzYWFoRASBAZOeDenj6alQIUXEwujPGvcStZ1xN1HfJIe_NTCTwl4/s1600-h/Dallas6"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GbPeEmT21qcQQe53z86NkSSxNTuImjkBVLw8kn1fSJWDSjbx472CtUtwtZxiZJNTGnI2e8Q1LGz3zfquVi4jxKQzYWFoRASBAZOeDenj6alQIUXEwujPGvcStZ1xN1HfJIe_NTCTwl4/s320/Dallas6" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096447419642578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Unexpected surprises are sometimes the best kind. :)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQU-ZA22PyTv8DOpqgon6jEKe1TFWFRQweLsyfo43tRtNFpK8IYohW06EgUtPcqKuX-y8Y9VfMYWtQSOI0zRwVY15VXcJbZ1AeyTsIBC5wP7PDjRS3P3Mh7n5VtkbFWNoyKXyrXzAumY/s1600-h/Dallas4"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQU-ZA22PyTv8DOpqgon6jEKe1TFWFRQweLsyfo43tRtNFpK8IYohW06EgUtPcqKuX-y8Y9VfMYWtQSOI0zRwVY15VXcJbZ1AeyTsIBC5wP7PDjRS3P3Mh7n5VtkbFWNoyKXyrXzAumY/s320/Dallas4" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096365338357666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Beautiful!<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOIk_TAPCf3yhAUAJ3VLj5ir9b9sEQiT6sAxfZtIMaIAv1JTe83Q8SFh0c0KAD2mDjBsN2eeMY0iSlrb8wGIPPi8qmPTfTz1PUkW8aCQMvp-32EMACN399RkisJmAKlV5epFFZgaXdoUc/s1600-h/Dallas3"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOIk_TAPCf3yhAUAJ3VLj5ir9b9sEQiT6sAxfZtIMaIAv1JTe83Q8SFh0c0KAD2mDjBsN2eeMY0iSlrb8wGIPPi8qmPTfTz1PUkW8aCQMvp-32EMACN399RkisJmAKlV5epFFZgaXdoUc/s320/Dallas3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096263050259058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfT5SfalxHCIOP8J5JTbrUQ8abWixaaT3M_EDpaREzgCuJI909FOgKp6hfFv_AVvuecyZX0wXCQAMlUZs4S15RtORmVp6a_8roBgQ9ZM9PRAmu7ZkiFLwsXxQG2-Uhjcu-rMoqnIV-KQ/s1600-h/Dallas2"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfT5SfalxHCIOP8J5JTbrUQ8abWixaaT3M_EDpaREzgCuJI909FOgKp6hfFv_AVvuecyZX0wXCQAMlUZs4S15RtORmVp6a_8roBgQ9ZM9PRAmu7ZkiFLwsXxQG2-Uhjcu-rMoqnIV-KQ/s320/Dallas2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096183652950882" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuOicjW48fC_V0LM20lQNEUABFB7unstsl0aUaPdszutEqp5eFsvHEHfNwmcPbg5xrFh2Z5e_SXtpJdsFQRrTX4hlr-ln9XbmWbZM3XtSfY-c5tAapweoG569OHbH00jJVQjG39r9K8lM/s1600-h/Dallas9"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuOicjW48fC_V0LM20lQNEUABFB7unstsl0aUaPdszutEqp5eFsvHEHfNwmcPbg5xrFh2Z5e_SXtpJdsFQRrTX4hlr-ln9XbmWbZM3XtSfY-c5tAapweoG569OHbH00jJVQjG39r9K8lM/s320/Dallas9" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096092136871314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Proud Papa </span>=)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiu_r-hfrUKqrBLcbuJc-gzubBrrtyz4vDVpmP5qoIe4KJl2ykHsjOIr1LXVinIlu5bICf92Mf7AMvewZCyjCn1li-GhGEJFR0Lx8hLkzpdEldrrX47E9nCDSSiGGgZB8YpnjfG-eViW8/s1600-h/Dallas1"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiu_r-hfrUKqrBLcbuJc-gzubBrrtyz4vDVpmP5qoIe4KJl2ykHsjOIr1LXVinIlu5bICf92Mf7AMvewZCyjCn1li-GhGEJFR0Lx8hLkzpdEldrrX47E9nCDSSiGGgZB8YpnjfG-eViW8/s320/Dallas1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319095900810777986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0j2K1eixJscbPeEujzOmsySKn8QgtEZRGNU1TwHxuvoXr5tX6l4FgPG4rb9STHNmS6Ll2Wa_VP5VcOI8HGJrkHjSmcxzEe9v8Zhdg814VPnf5WF_VAsmul51dJDz0uprKpmilmVyxuco/s1600-h/Dallas7"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0j2K1eixJscbPeEujzOmsySKn8QgtEZRGNU1TwHxuvoXr5tX6l4FgPG4rb9STHNmS6Ll2Wa_VP5VcOI8HGJrkHjSmcxzEe9v8Zhdg814VPnf5WF_VAsmul51dJDz0uprKpmilmVyxuco/s320/Dallas7" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319095833002116274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqiHrF13O7rwz-1NqRYriEJW28VwGshVyv7E-pM20KyHJJgAEyDM9e2ykkZ_rD6VyY27BtiM3IubTDP7Bntsr52xa_IpxqEX580a4NNvPbRFU7N4GLX7GiefRSPV2jo8bD8EvmOgNedA/s1600-h/Dallas8"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqiHrF13O7rwz-1NqRYriEJW28VwGshVyv7E-pM20KyHJJgAEyDM9e2ykkZ_rD6VyY27BtiM3IubTDP7Bntsr52xa_IpxqEX580a4NNvPbRFU7N4GLX7GiefRSPV2jo8bD8EvmOgNedA/s320/Dallas8" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319095746896423842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Just a couple weeks old, so precious!<br /></span></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-54550963230951774082009-03-13T15:51:00.000-07:002009-03-30T13:49:00.213-07:002 Boys, 2 Girls, & Some Turtle Bread!At the beginning of February, I had the opportunity to babysit a whole weekend for a married couple in my class. It was Brian's birthday, so Shara secretly set it up for me to come and watch the boys while dad and mom got away from the school for some time together. I love their two sons, so I was excited to hang with them for a few days! Turns out I learned a lot and gained a <span style="font-style: italic;">whole</span> lot of respect for parents in general, and especially for the couples who choose to come to Bible school <span style="font-style: italic;">as parents</span>. Kudos yo!<br /><br />By Sunday afternoon I petitioned one of my dorm mates to help me and the boys bake "Turtle Bread" from a special Alphabet Cookbook I've had I think since I was born, basically. It was great fun for the boys to play in the flour, mix in the ingredients, and help shape the "turtles."<br /><br />But an hour or so before we started baking, the boys got up from rest time and I decided to get out the Mac. We probably spent half an hour in the living room just taking pictures with all the funny settings! I also snapped a few of our Turtle Bread making experience. Enjoy!!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMGjuItuVog3KNt996VYrHBpNTpnTY0TjMEdfXcRjr6YoPwEkQQXBHK6Y00lGxDq9D47rVkU4J2umV-7mEHzd4U7upaI1QDusXvncr2TYQ8ko3VwAfIcd-PwV2S-yeEfGip2bzrMAoN28/s1600-h/Photo+336.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMGjuItuVog3KNt996VYrHBpNTpnTY0TjMEdfXcRjr6YoPwEkQQXBHK6Y00lGxDq9D47rVkU4J2umV-7mEHzd4U7upaI1QDusXvncr2TYQ8ko3VwAfIcd-PwV2S-yeEfGip2bzrMAoN28/s320/Photo+336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312814294420252258" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Brayden</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Corbyn</span>!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRMRW4L0985pUJ5Ai23G5LKovpYFVxRecHCesAfFFypiv0VOxpqA7mC2zVqN0mQewDoVyFepToxXSuDdmtyBJT0BhpJGB917rNzr4ibD0lTnT4AqvziDwo7ooqtgOG0fioHkbPRH6bQE/s1600-h/Photo+292.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRMRW4L0985pUJ5Ai23G5LKovpYFVxRecHCesAfFFypiv0VOxpqA7mC2zVqN0mQewDoVyFepToxXSuDdmtyBJT0BhpJGB917rNzr4ibD0lTnT4AqvziDwo7ooqtgOG0fioHkbPRH6bQE/s320/Photo+292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312813620386275810" border="0" /></a>All smiles :)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQbxzAz0EqUobI7L6Uub9hUMkxqaYTq6BtKM-w8rx1znkdr-FON8n233d21SJ_LAzRdM2byXQmI2bUS9mWbmUe8fQ0JGpPKgO05B6moMtmOT9oxUwH0GAF5PCHjGuODj5M9qXC0PPaUQ/s1600-h/Photo+317.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQbxzAz0EqUobI7L6Uub9hUMkxqaYTq6BtKM-w8rx1znkdr-FON8n233d21SJ_LAzRdM2byXQmI2bUS9mWbmUe8fQ0JGpPKgO05B6moMtmOT9oxUwH0GAF5PCHjGuODj5M9qXC0PPaUQ/s320/Photo+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312812242459449922" border="0" /></a>They love the camera on this Mac!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLfxAflMv_Q6vhCFA5LWfVdyX0s-ZTeMFyl05N4VifL2RNE-A8zdkqIc7BmjxXXCQZlj21Wgwa8m4r40z_EJ7rF63FSTgm-AJA0Oh658e8lMCCGL2HY3eICkbxAzqDvyYuzK6nrxQqxQ/s1600-h/Photo+296.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLfxAflMv_Q6vhCFA5LWfVdyX0s-ZTeMFyl05N4VifL2RNE-A8zdkqIc7BmjxXXCQZlj21Wgwa8m4r40z_EJ7rF63FSTgm-AJA0Oh658e8lMCCGL2HY3eICkbxAzqDvyYuzK6nrxQqxQ/s320/Photo+296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312812241844216930" border="0" /></a>(So do I, a little... =)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPWx1vLZSbJNiTtgSrNJQ7YhF-MnVaN0xJ8kSmS9lUO4JuBCuNZ6G0-rsqZ9EffZfjQ4wP5T1tzWMObnC8bNLUN8d6RzXdj3LJClZU3moB3_DbNXkNaEwC2mzNVGYHcikF5FeAfC3vcaM/s1600-h/Photo+314.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPWx1vLZSbJNiTtgSrNJQ7YhF-MnVaN0xJ8kSmS9lUO4JuBCuNZ6G0-rsqZ9EffZfjQ4wP5T1tzWMObnC8bNLUN8d6RzXdj3LJClZU3moB3_DbNXkNaEwC2mzNVGYHcikF5FeAfC3vcaM/s320/Photo+314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312812242528496114" border="0" /></a>Everyone was laughing at this point.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgejDredkKDHL0UY1rTJGTXcuDDxBPmN8YqaE89WEDtI0v79wpAuIdi5x4Sd7Z6VH0syyG644eu76LBfvWFJb460B51cbX678YKQnKEXK2f6e5WbHCNkrcj_jurNpgemYSVFryVE9KaMWk/s1600-h/Photo+352.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgejDredkKDHL0UY1rTJGTXcuDDxBPmN8YqaE89WEDtI0v79wpAuIdi5x4Sd7Z6VH0syyG644eu76LBfvWFJb460B51cbX678YKQnKEXK2f6e5WbHCNkrcj_jurNpgemYSVFryVE9KaMWk/s320/Photo+352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312813628020058658" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Brayden</span> and Hanna<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinv0kbjuIT_TZNIuelkbiXLF5K2-pqGoXR8voPJRkl1GK-UeFUVAaAL9TXfcE4nHe7VYl9PwxWyL_8T2v2uukno6XX0gX21GsmK33rhZQX7SSaWwFjU4RtweuU-aw9WnXaXQdjp0HQbAQ/s1600-h/Photo+356.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinv0kbjuIT_TZNIuelkbiXLF5K2-pqGoXR8voPJRkl1GK-UeFUVAaAL9TXfcE4nHe7VYl9PwxWyL_8T2v2uukno6XX0gX21GsmK33rhZQX7SSaWwFjU4RtweuU-aw9WnXaXQdjp0HQbAQ/s320/Photo+356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312813629048334498" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tehe</span>, silly Corby :)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1SgApv-LJEyxdgqgqTvQE3COXibSrUYLN6TN7lOZNJal9lNPVzaDDds4QAyfNPYufonmElctJQKO9lQSx7PJpebB0lGPmIfWyIEwoz8EtYxGHZVnh9A90wvygvXn4e-ak_SHxMokXkA/s1600-h/Photo+351.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1SgApv-LJEyxdgqgqTvQE3COXibSrUYLN6TN7lOZNJal9lNPVzaDDds4QAyfNPYufonmElctJQKO9lQSx7PJpebB0lGPmIfWyIEwoz8EtYxGHZVnh9A90wvygvXn4e-ak_SHxMokXkA/s320/Photo+351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312813624234226530" border="0" /></a>Me and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Brayden</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqdh-X6JZGjVlC6LaP2-JzH-WF8YuQDxyHbB7EpbX3VB0yPpshrV370L-aCSCBPh7E1quP9j-jerLEhQMCkgrWtKQ8P9cLWIIoh_ybhpWAza6dCIo2KSVv4L-WQl-Bb9Q0Vj2Pc8kHAw/s1600-h/Photo+350.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqdh-X6JZGjVlC6LaP2-JzH-WF8YuQDxyHbB7EpbX3VB0yPpshrV370L-aCSCBPh7E1quP9j-jerLEhQMCkgrWtKQ8P9cLWIIoh_ybhpWAza6dCIo2KSVv4L-WQl-Bb9Q0Vj2Pc8kHAw/s320/Photo+350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312813619395335874" border="0" /></a>Washing hands with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Corbyn</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fP9VbNTnuHKNIn2zPKmhjq_vxTxSew2AQancPdLQh8pjDcvFZATn0ABi6u5GneIaPTOuuL5DII11bDXZp6ppMB70hKejXLtnQrcupg5dE6X39LDm_ShAKzX_boue46uQl3bB__BB8oc/s1600-h/Photo+355.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fP9VbNTnuHKNIn2zPKmhjq_vxTxSew2AQancPdLQh8pjDcvFZATn0ABi6u5GneIaPTOuuL5DII11bDXZp6ppMB70hKejXLtnQrcupg5dE6X39LDm_ShAKzX_boue46uQl3bB__BB8oc/s320/Photo+355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312814465197222274" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Pre</span>-baked Turtle Bread!<br /></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-78232921669659681052009-02-14T11:39:00.000-08:002009-02-15T15:13:31.626-08:00New Block, New Lessons...Unchanging Love<div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >"</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him. In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins" (1 John 4:9-10 ESV).</span></span><br /></div><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Marley and me! A dear friend at school, truly a blessing.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEoPA9KMGOWJx9o737UIkPYy-oqgrokBuc_WOU4u4BZukr0PyUmpwsSreArGJ0FPC4mMNnoN6E2291SZn0rJ62H3XEUtTAsZengRlzMe1D5UMgePWw2qa8NuxpOeCTlo-tEWROKCeZq14/s1600-h/Marley&Me"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEoPA9KMGOWJx9o737UIkPYy-oqgrokBuc_WOU4u4BZukr0PyUmpwsSreArGJ0FPC4mMNnoN6E2291SZn0rJ62H3XEUtTAsZengRlzMe1D5UMgePWw2qa8NuxpOeCTlo-tEWROKCeZq14/s320/Marley&Me" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303117715898515634" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">*</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Already</span> half way through February! We began the second block of this semester on February 5th, and my schedule is busy busy busy. Block One ended three classes (<span style="font-style: italic;">Daniel, 1&2 Thessalonians, </span>and <span style="font-style: italic;">Phillippians</span>), and Block Two brought with it <span style="font-style: italic;">Colossians</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Pastoral Epistles</span> (covering 1&2Timothy and Titus). It'll be a light block as far as homework goes, which will be a great opportunity for me to invest in my girls here in the dorm.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;">Katie, Seth and me hanging out in the halls at school!</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDZGxsX-fYStXNRq5iyolWEg8TggZQSLQ4B5n0VAnvenM_AHMbhVidPndr877oD76AgyaLgmRruja2iKXVJf3YqhtzqON3ChPCrdy0sskHoe4bTIhyphenhyphen3RaAQlWo-3AqGkBey1rgfpwRtw/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDZGxsX-fYStXNRq5iyolWEg8TggZQSLQ4B5n0VAnvenM_AHMbhVidPndr877oD76AgyaLgmRruja2iKXVJf3YqhtzqON3ChPCrdy0sskHoe4bTIhyphenhyphen3RaAQlWo-3AqGkBey1rgfpwRtw/s320/MyPicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303117975786668210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">*</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">WHAT'S KEEPING ME SO BUSY??</span> Well, along with core (morning) classes and homework, there's...<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />-Campus Life</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> meetings and event-planning</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Elective (afternoon) classes and homework</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Library duties</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Choir practice</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Babysitting weekly in Lansing (40 min drive) -Hanging out with the six girls in my dorm :)</span><br /><br />I've also had the opportunity to babysit for several staff/student families, which is a lot of fun. Overall, I can't praise God enough for His provision this semester, especially financially. It would have been very difficult to manage a job on top of everything else this semester. THANK YOU SO MUCH for praying for me and giving sacrificially toward my training here at Bible school. You are each such a blessing to me!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">All smiles with Lizzie @ Becca's graduation in December!</span><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFMCx7QwgP4iQC0FpDw8sqcW9N_2j_48uq7v9rkNKV9OztT1hNCxjD98qev8wh1iujsti1yboEhyaNJynbj3rs7poDCR2WjHbRu6a9_qxpqmuHw5EY4EJNqx6v1KVOXxLJhLBaYx6P9U/s1600-h/Lizzie&Me"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFMCx7QwgP4iQC0FpDw8sqcW9N_2j_48uq7v9rkNKV9OztT1hNCxjD98qev8wh1iujsti1yboEhyaNJynbj3rs7poDCR2WjHbRu6a9_qxpqmuHw5EY4EJNqx6v1KVOXxLJhLBaYx6P9U/s320/Lizzie&Me" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107486091270274" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">*</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >I have been learning</span> so much about relationships, both my relationship with the Lord Jesus and my relationships with those He's placed in my life. I'm blown away by the opportunity to live in such an encouraging community of believers, each one seeking God, all at different places in their walks with God. It's a challenge for me to consistently spend time with Christ each day when it seems like there is so much demanding my attention. But I am learning the value of time spent in quiet, and prayer...time spend with my Creator-Owner, my Savior, my Sustainer, my Friend. Only through His Word is my thinking being changed, my mind being <span style="font-style: italic;">renewed</span> (Romans 12:2). And the result? TRANSFORMATION! Our God is transforming each of us who have believed Him for salvation. He's transforming us into the image of His Son, Jesus Christ. And I can't think of hands more trust-worthy than those of the One who designed me, and loves me enough to die for my sin-debt. Praise the Lord! That which steals me away from time spent with Him each day is unworthy of my attention. He's been faithfully revealing my wrong priorities, and teaching me to depend on Him alone to change me, from the inside out...through the power of His Word.<br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">My beautiful roommate and amazing friend, Shelley!</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0M317KU7yM6pQHSoKeTaXnLIuhXV0TLc3NIMngU0gjdKBipY9PMtf8e9LsiisSnwsUiD7w-pOOVrU8g2y3L4L1CHAWCGgcqu3gGq4vWetf8AIu3tBoqIOl0PugUY1WE1WtrTgwxu5DZ4/s1600-h/Shelley&Me"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0M317KU7yM6pQHSoKeTaXnLIuhXV0TLc3NIMngU0gjdKBipY9PMtf8e9LsiisSnwsUiD7w-pOOVrU8g2y3L4L1CHAWCGgcqu3gGq4vWetf8AIu3tBoqIOl0PugUY1WE1WtrTgwxu5DZ4/s320/Shelley&Me" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107814209478098" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">*</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Please continue to pray</span></span> for me as I study God's Word. With each passing day graduation draws nearer, and I am struggling to trust God in the midst of future changes. Please thank God for His faithful work in my life (and yours!), and pray that I will respond to His Word <span style="font-style: italic;">by faith</span> ("confident expectation" Heb. 11:1). I'm learning about trusting in Him, and choosing to live above the circumstances of life. Please email me <span style="font-style: italic;">(<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">jen</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">niferkateturne</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">r@gmail.com</span>) </span>with your prayer requests! I would love to hear how the Lord is working. Thanks again for your love and support.<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />In His Great <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Love</span>,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Jenna</span></div></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-14654707160312898482009-01-25T16:48:00.000-08:002009-01-25T18:07:07.659-08:00Drawing Near"...draw near to God and He will draw near to you..." (Jm. 4:8a)<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">An old picture fro</span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span>m fall '08: </span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span>NTBI Waukesha</span> vs. NTBI Jackson!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7z_2qCeCn2qPlKCTBDXXVHoRIouXTPEIu2i-T9gJ7oxMtSR5IiSs8DNCKjQNHxyu8nsIQT0khkCVF27-Huncp9NeVqyQZZtHj_Kt_kop6tls_S9vz01Sz3lEUPtoYUTz6lnE8gxTz5Y/s1600-h/NTBIFall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7z_2qCeCn2qPlKCTBDXXVHoRIouXTPEIu2i-T9gJ7oxMtSR5IiSs8DNCKjQNHxyu8nsIQT0khkCVF27-Huncp9NeVqyQZZtHj_Kt_kop6tls_S9vz01Sz3lEUPtoYUTz6lnE8gxTz5Y/s320/NTBIFall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295408335180894610" border="0" /></a>I've been so encouraged this week. God has been proving my need for the Body of Christ over and over. He gave me at least three conversations with good friends here at school, fellow believers who struggle just like me, and it was so awesome to open up and share about how God has been challenging us through His Word! It's my senior semester and I am finally beginning to understand the beauty of a friendship that is characterized by reckless abandon to the arms of Christ. It's wonderful, and I thank God for the friendships I've built these two years.<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;">In this process of growing closer to people, I am growing closer to my Lord. It really is all about relationships: my relationship with God through Christ...my relationships in the Body...and building relationships with the lost to communicate the Gospel! Even just recognizing that God is relational at His very core has encouraged me and challenged me to seek to know Him more every day.<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This week flew by! My first test in Daniel-Revelation class went very well, praise the Lord! Thank you for all your prayers. God has truly provided for me financially, and I continue to be amazed by His </span><span style="font-size:100%;">grace being poured out in my life through other believers. It really has challenged me to hold my possessions with an open hand, that the Lord might bless others through me as I have been blessed.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Jennifer Kate and Bethany Ann...plus one to come!</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWvpx390JZs7ePV2JiHPuXF-RJF9xDVcpHxFlFgBas9kWEgSwTSZzACDI0cfVlYNXY30hyv42QS_wi3P2RIJa0sAGzXuNXOnUyADlrPTkKOM5sAaFHcO_xH4vZlGCLShxL0L8WrZZ-Ys/s1600-h/Beth.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWvpx390JZs7ePV2JiHPuXF-RJF9xDVcpHxFlFgBas9kWEgSwTSZzACDI0cfVlYNXY30hyv42QS_wi3P2RIJa0sAGzXuNXOnUyADlrPTkKOM5sAaFHcO_xH4vZlGCLShxL0L8WrZZ-Ys/s320/Beth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295407986137270546" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;">I was very, very </span><span style="font-size:100%;">thankful to see my closest friend growing up, Bethany Felten, just before this semester began. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">She was married in December '07, and moved to Wisconsin t</span><span style="font-size:100%;">he day after her wedding. And...he</span><span style="font-size:100%;">r</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">first baby is due this March! Please pray that she and the baby boy growing inside her will remain healthy. I cannot wait to go and visit Bethany, her husband Joey, and their new littl</span><span style="font-size:100%;">e on</span><span style="font-size:100%;">e, hopefully in the spring or perhaps summertime.<br /><br />Please be praying for me as I seek to be intentional in my relationships here at school. Sometimes the four months until graduation seem like days, and I've been seeking (with both success and failure) to use wisely all </span><span style="font-size:100%;">my time left at Bible school. I'm so thankful to be here! Each of you supporting and praying for me have played a huge role in God's provision to keep me here. It's such a privilege to study God's Word, and I praise the Lord for it.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">I'm excited to be one of seven students on "Campus Life" this semester, which entails planning and overseeing the social events for NTBI students. It's been really fun so far and I look forward to posting pictures of future functions. (This F</span><span style="font-size:100%;">riday evening is "Movie Night"...hurray for popcorn!! :)<br /></span></div></div></div></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Thank you for reading, and for praying. I've been thinking about the importance of prayer, conversing with the God of the universe. It's only possible because of the blood of Christ who leads us boldly into the Holy of Holies. Friends, we are so blessed to be in relationship with the Creator God! Praise Him for His grace.<br /><br />In His Great Love,<br />Jenna<br /></span></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-5643678028538289002009-01-17T08:07:00.000-08:002009-01-25T18:10:06.037-08:00The End of My LAST "First Week"...<div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >Caroling in the cold at the end of last sem</span><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNrkQ76MGJjiem5SYV5zqFxjLt-xQpmKBByggkZtL0VIH41dDYf6mOO6dXt4PfLhCAVoCoIM47cowE-IfkKoMicWhezpFmn_hkgXO0mwJ315cHLtslv1-Am7cnAgHtXQRLOoOWQsH4d3c/s1600-h/JennCassie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNrkQ76MGJjiem5SYV5zqFxjLt-xQpmKBByggkZtL0VIH41dDYf6mOO6dXt4PfLhCAVoCoIM47cowE-IfkKoMicWhezpFmn_hkgXO0mwJ315cHLtslv1-Am7cnAgHtXQRLOoOWQsH4d3c/s320/JennCassie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292341538929750498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >ester with my friend Cassie!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Phew, what a week! I've been blown away yet again by the grace of God. I returned to school on January 7th with only $600 earned over break. I'm very thankful for the job, but I was $995 short for my initial payment for this last semester at New Tribes. But how the Lord worked!! Within only three days, God provided $1000!! What a birthday present, huh!? (I turned 20 on the 9th.) The amazing thing is that those who gave to keep me here, gave sacrificially. I've learned so much about how the Body of Christ is meant to function biblically, praying for one another and helping each other where there is need. I've learned to depend more wholly upon God by having to depend on His provision through others. It's a beautiful, difficult lesson of getting over my pride and choosing to trust Him in everything. I'm so thankful.<br /><br />God gave me the opportunity to share last Sunday, thanking my church family for their prayers and support. It was great to communicate with them how much I appreciate their love, and I hope you all know how grateful I am to our Heavenly Father for your friendship as well. I've been so blessed to know you and His grace has been poured out on my life through you. Thank you!<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEbAR7OqZOCnVafjqC08O89QYC9q1Hsh0EBlngXpQvtGFNLmRpp-F8PD4Ud5D_e3XaA2KpD5oZONS9eB7nXAZr41ciFwPwKevu-8SsV1bfZ6svkvqQvQAIKhpcGx2O5EnNS_9-yHwNeA/s1600-h/Jenn2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEbAR7OqZOCnVafjqC08O89QYC9q1Hsh0EBlngXpQvtGFNLmRpp-F8PD4Ud5D_e3XaA2KpD5oZONS9eB7nXAZr41ciFwPwKevu-8SsV1bfZ6svkvqQvQAIKhpcGx2O5EnNS_9-yHwNeA/s320/Jenn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292341999817712530" border="0" /></a>After two days of freshman orientation, we started classes on Wednesday morning. I'm so excited for what we're going to be learning! New Tribes has block scheduling, so this first block I'll have 1st & 2nd Thessalonians, Philippians, and Daniel/Revelation. Each class has already encouraged my heart and challenged my thinking a lot.<br /><br />There's been an addition to my dorm! Karla Frank is a freshman this semester and I thank God for placing her with the other six of us here in "La Cancha" (our dorm name, created by my Bolivian missionary kid roommate, Shelley! :) Karla's testimony of coming to know the Lord and placing her faith in Him only a year ago is incredible and so refreshing to hear about. I'm looking forward to building relationships with the six girls God has placed in my life to grow alongside in the dorm here at Bible school.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" >I was whip-creamed and sung to on my 20th birt</span><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxxXCwgugW0VAMq8-95Vdbgy58QfXz_d8_IDBdYUKB4OMvcdPe64Qz0hDP2bh_VsuB6xotsBQ-EIazD3De41eI0ZNzVE2jxUuyDZA6vLRYLcX15c-pyB_5FezPLcqh9mFQOj-tOTkxQEE/s1600-h/Jenn1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxxXCwgugW0VAMq8-95Vdbgy58QfXz_d8_IDBdYUKB4OMvcdPe64Qz0hDP2bh_VsuB6xotsBQ-EIazD3De41eI0ZNzVE2jxUuyDZA6vLRYLcX15c-pyB_5FezPLcqh9mFQOj-tOTkxQEE/s320/Jenn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292347440942624978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" >hday at Los Tres Amigos!</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">God continues to provide. Even today He unexpectedly supplied $200 through willing hearts! I am humbled to be so loved by such a God and Father, and by His children, my sisters and brothers in Christ. Please continue to pray that God will provide according to His will, so that I might finish this Bible training for His glory. Right now I am still job-hunting and trusting the Lord to provide for me financially. I must confess that with my schedule this semester being very crazy, I would love to be free of having to work. But God knows what I need and He knows how to provide for my needs. I'm trusting Him and should He choose to provide through a job, praise His name! I am so thankful for the privaledge of being here, and in His strength (Phil. 4:13) I can<br /></div>work to stay here!<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">My dormmate Michelle and me enjoying the chips and salsa at Los Tres.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtGgDO1OF3A9owgGPs2zBWEbvDqAJlXYXNU_ERRALAOhLCyOZft5r-4-dvsQ2Zms3nW3DQvCOPNnITJOeBMOSPw3P9o3AhZw6d32ojvCSCDfqrfPSCKdU5_RcF7-trE2K1KItNtixSOI/s1600-h/JennMiesh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtGgDO1OF3A9owgGPs2zBWEbvDqAJlXYXNU_ERRALAOhLCyOZft5r-4-dvsQ2Zms3nW3DQvCOPNnITJOeBMOSPw3P9o3AhZw6d32ojvCSCDfqrfPSCKdU5_RcF7-trE2K1KItNtixSOI/s320/JennMiesh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292341538728174066" border="0" /></a>Again, THANK YOU for your prayers. I will post again soon to share about how the Lord is working in my life. I love hearing about how He's at work in your lives as well, so please feel free to email me and include your prayer requests. God is glorified as we care for each other and prayer is a huge part of that!<br /></div><br />In His Great Love,<br />Jenna<br /></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-56518300015424723552009-01-07T22:39:00.000-08:002009-01-08T00:00:44.545-08:00Rags to Riches<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBJrpcO7qwn773TeqZph6zVnL7YJAtvpIugmC4APPSEA59i70AEReGR_aBJ715wfaOZt111VH6ncRjftsv-xh50j8aGbbQt2nZwtTPt7RXvrrhG_CjoGp_oCDMYk3LfCwlMdGA8MX4Ms/s1600-h/Rags+to+Riches.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBJrpcO7qwn773TeqZph6zVnL7YJAtvpIugmC4APPSEA59i70AEReGR_aBJ715wfaOZt111VH6ncRjftsv-xh50j8aGbbQt2nZwtTPt7RXvrrhG_CjoGp_oCDMYk3LfCwlMdGA8MX4Ms/s320/Rags+to+Riches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288825504643224802" border="0" /></a>Recently a friend lent me <span style="font-style: italic;">Rags to Riches, </span>which I had never seen<span style="font-style: italic;">.</span> I really enjoyed the film because I'm a complete sucker for musicals (<span style="font-style: italic;">Newsies</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Annie</span> are definite favorites). The basic plot, in case you haven't seen it, revolves around six orphaned girls who are adopted by a millionaire businessman in an attempt to boost his image and seal the deal for a critical merger. What he didn't foresee was falling in love with the six daughters he never knew he needed so desperately!<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />I was struck by the plot of this movie. In some ways it reminds me of the Divine love story between the Creator God and His beloved children...those who have placed their faith in Jesus were adopted into His family and made co-heirs with Christ. This great rescue was accomplished <span style="font-style: italic;">only</span> through the blood of Jesus Christ. His blood reconciled us to God and that very same blood has secured the Father's eternal acceptance of us. Our only option as humans is to choose: believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and you will be saved, or don't believe and pay for your sin debt yourself.<br /><br />The awesome part of all this is that unlike the 1986 film I just watched, our Heavenly Father doesn't have ulterior motives in saving us. He is not just the wealthiest stuff-shirt businessman of all time. Far from it! We cannot begin to comprehend all that God is, but His Word reveals His character so that we might know Him intimately. Scripture describes our Father's very essence in the word <span style="font-style: italic;">Love </span>(1st John 4:8). His love is just. This is proven in that He know I'm incapable of paying my sin debt <span style="font-style: italic;">or</span> living up to His holy standard. So, He provided a substitute: Jesus Christ. God's love is in no way determined by my behavior as His child. "In <span style="font-weight: bold;">this is love</span>, not that we have loved God, but that <span style="font-weight: bold;">He loved us</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">and sent His Son</span> to be the propitiation for our sins" (1st John. 4:10). It is because of Christ's <span style="font-style: italic;">sufficient </span>sacrifice on the cross that we can now cry, "Abba! Father!" Or as one my teachers here at New Tribes would say, "He is our Daddy God." This is the kind of relationship made available to us through Christ!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJIZBocuQ51NzLPuvshJFB3ZzfLxCNauSTNtgKTaTOsSPOeBc8V9_ztFBvpOB-Aw-0ZmdS67B0usy4NIkVJlfb9D60aAO5yEapOWJpZALGehurzdafoTdgHT3C4gJGt3ivgM3LMcHrwM/s1600-h/The+Six5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJIZBocuQ51NzLPuvshJFB3ZzfLxCNauSTNtgKTaTOsSPOeBc8V9_ztFBvpOB-Aw-0ZmdS67B0usy4NIkVJlfb9D60aAO5yEapOWJpZALGehurzdafoTdgHT3C4gJGt3ivgM3LMcHrwM/s320/The+Six5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288825431365837266" border="0" /></a><br />In the film, the girls slowly warm the heart of their self-centered benefactor, and as he opens himself to them, he is changed. It struck me that in my relationship with my Daddy God, it is the exact opposite. He is the <span style="font-style: italic;">never</span>-changing one in the relationship, while I am <span style="font-style: italic;">ever-</span>changing. As I grow in my relationship with the Father, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">His love changes me</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">!</span>And so continues the mystery that is sanctification: God conforming me to the image of His son, Christ Jesus. Although I stand before the Father <span style="font-style: italic;">completely perfect</span> because God is pleased with me <span style="font-weight: bold;">through</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Christ</span>, I am still daily experiencing the working out of that which is already true of me. The Holy Spirit's work in me is conforming my thinking to that of my Father, and so as I abide in Him, what is true<br />of me legally becomes what is true of me practically.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"For by a single offering He has perfected for all time<br />those who are being sanctified." (Heb. 10:14)</span><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">PRAISE THE LORD, I've gone from rags to riches! My Dad is the King of kings!<br /></div></div></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8690712989771614685.post-14589418177888770162009-01-06T07:58:00.000-08:002009-01-06T09:41:01.794-08:00Learning Trust<div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">"It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in man." [Ps. 118:8]</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >Old pic of the wedding day! James & Paige with</span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> Mom & Dad on 7/28/08, just after the vows.</span></span></span><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmCB34Yj36F3u5lmTAQGw4UjNRsyjFGWoN7RvfYN5AZSJEL_UgwEHg52q-PXMen2t-lhp85ldEe622e4MC_ixfPaHPtcPyNvwp3rOpy8YhZTQZ1JXemb6trqis06wDYj5D2vuz7wgjdu0/s1600-h/Dad+n+Mom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmCB34Yj36F3u5lmTAQGw4UjNRsyjFGWoN7RvfYN5AZSJEL_UgwEHg52q-PXMen2t-lhp85ldEe622e4MC_ixfPaHPtcPyNvwp3rOpy8YhZTQZ1JXemb6trqis06wDYj5D2vuz7wgjdu0/s320/Dad+n+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288221924863239458" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">It's been so wonderful to be home for the last week. My parents and Becca drove down to Virginia to visit Dad's side of the family. They were there from the 30th through the 4th. My last day at the toy store (seasonal job from Oct.-Dec.) was the 31st, so I had to stay and finish up my last couple shifts. After that, I drove back home to Perry. Even though the house was empty it was still great to be home. Christmas decor remained up through the New Year and that always makes things especially cozy.<br /><br />While I was home I helped out at the pizza place where I worked in high school. It was such a blast! Great to see old friends again. I only helped out for three shifts, but any extra work is provision from the Lord for my school bill and I was happy for the hours. <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" ><br />On Becca's graduation day, mini reunion of our dorm from last year!</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT4XgMpJoB7R_U6PhQaKxSBLdUQdRxRfeBx93EAEEA3IGLQspK3a6_zZavPYSC6w99KfiGF-Ec_FKy-hq6dHSqmkwY_zuxqZj0nNfbayk8eoLJWrYgnghv2HbTMMlvu2H7a3dW3vhamSI/s1600-h/Penthouse+Pic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT4XgMpJoB7R_U6PhQaKxSBLdUQdRxRfeBx93EAEEA3IGLQspK3a6_zZavPYSC6w99KfiGF-Ec_FKy-hq6dHSqmkwY_zuxqZj0nNfbayk8eoLJWrYgnghv2HbTMMlvu2H7a3dW3vhamSI/s320/Penthouse+Pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288222960231584002" border="0" /></a><br />Because I spent the first two and a half weeks of winter break living on campus (since my job was in Jackson), it's been a huge blessing to be at home for a week before I head back down to school. Student Leaders will be regathering this Thursday, and I can't wait to see dear friends again! It's amazing how close you grow to be at New Tribes. The school is very small, so the staff and students really become your family. Although I'm incredibly excited to be starting my senior semester, a part of me is dragging my heals. I know that when I leave school, the experience will be over...and that's difficult to accept. God has really been challenging my thinking concerning change, and I'm so thankful that He is! Life is basically a journey of changes, and I don't want to live half-heartedly because I know the end of something is always coming. God's Word is so profoundly accurate when it says that God has set eternity in our hearts (Ecc. 3:11...check it out!). How I long for no more goodbyes. But for now, here on earth goodbyes do not come alone. For something to begin, something else must end. Resting in the sufficiency of Christ is the key to peace amidst the changes.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">I read this passage this morning:<br /><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">I cry aloud with my voice to the Lord; </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I make supplication with my voice to the Lord.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I pour out my complaint before Him;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I declare my trouble before Him.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Bring my soul out of prison, so that I may give thanks to Your name.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> [Ps. 142:1-3a, 7a]<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" >My dear friend and roomie S</span><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLrhsfJuMR5rC1mWKXL_OmnwxSpHKnMZus_NRfd-DmmjUsdpiWgJ118RNEDmjvXtzk0iw-nRH6P5eHz4v5GvMCj14SypQo6MrqFjA9JBv0eaRiRevrNiz3SsFcMuSzB3qA8NF2ZMMblJU/s1600-h/ShellnJenn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLrhsfJuMR5rC1mWKXL_OmnwxSpHKnMZus_NRfd-DmmjUsdpiWgJ118RNEDmjvXtzk0iw-nRH6P5eHz4v5GvMCj14SypQo6MrqFjA9JBv0eaRiRevrNiz3SsFcMuSzB3qA8NF2ZMMblJU/s320/ShellnJenn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288227521227061538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" >helley. Can't wait to see her! </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" >:) </span><br /></div></div> <div style="text-align: justify;">It's been a very difficult choice to trust the Lord to provide for my school finances. I long to be free of worry and ever-clinging doubt, and so this Psalm encouraged my heart. David didn't try to be over-spiritual with his prayers to the Lord; he was raw and honest. The sub-script even says, "Maskill of David, <span style="font-weight: bold;">when he was in the cave</span>. A Prayer." (According to Dictionary.com, the root of <span style="font-style: italic;">Maskil</span> is a Hebrew word which means enlightened.) David was in the pits, crying out to the Lord with complete vulnerability! Today, after reading Psalm 142, I sought to speak to with the Lord honestly, crying out to Him, "Lord I don't know how You're going to work this out! But You know what's going on and how You're going to use all this. Teach me to trust You." And He does! Every day...even in simply reckoning the truth that I am dead to sin and<br />alive to God. He has been teaching me daily to trust in Him <span style="font-style: italic;">alone</span>.<br />Praise the Lord! Be encouraged in Him, friends.<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div></div>Jenna Kate Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11406043600470270080noreply@blogger.com0