<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035</id><updated>2012-01-12T20:04:51.994-05:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='bedroom'/><category term='grade school fads'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='books'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='rebels'/><category term='first dance'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='saxophone'/><category term='perfume'/><category term='Ocala'/><category term='communication'/><category term='Grandma&apos;s house'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category term='Believer&apos;s Convention'/><category term='99s'/><category term='Nancy Drew'/><category term='Surf Club'/><category term='Bemus Point'/><category term='shelties'/><category term='pastimes'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='Talking photo'/><category term='music lessons'/><category term='family'/><category term='favorite teacher'/><category term='Carolyn Keene'/><category term='best friends'/><category term='first job'/><category term='first date'/><category term='Kenneth Copeland'/><category term='piano'/><category term='violin'/><category term='first kiss'/><category term='embarrassed'/><category term='humor'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Family Happenings</title><subtitle type='html'>What's happening in the world of Keith and Cindy's families.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3774665160308821517</id><published>2011-11-11T14:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:17:28.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - Meeting Your Spouse</title><content type='html'>How old were you when you met your spouse and what attracted you to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom didn't respond to this question but I seem to remember that she was 20 or 21 when she went to Dad's farm to invite them to church.&amp;nbsp; I think it was three months later that they married.&amp;nbsp; Anybody remember?&amp;nbsp; I know Dad was 19 when they married because he was 20 when I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Keith at Evangel College when I was 18 and we married two years later.&amp;nbsp; I was immediately attracted to his blonde hair and blue eyes.&amp;nbsp; The first time I saw him, it was in a picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I saw him a couple days later in person, I was attracted by his conversation AND his good looks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3774665160308821517?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3774665160308821517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3774665160308821517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3774665160308821517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3774665160308821517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-next-journal-question-meeting-your.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - Meeting Your Spouse'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8954062396532328466</id><published>2011-08-20T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T09:26:43.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saxophone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - Music Lessons</title><content type='html'>Mom was so musical and wanted all her children to experience the joy of music and so we all had to take some type of musical instrument lessons.&amp;nbsp; Dad is still musical as he loves to sing.&amp;nbsp; I'm thankful for parents who made us take music lessons.&amp;nbsp; What do you remember about lessons, practice, your teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first music lessons were at the piano when I was seven.&amp;nbsp; I remember Chris going with me but I don't remember if I started first or together with her.&amp;nbsp; I loved to play but always cried at lessons because I was so upset that I hadn't practiced more.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to please Mrs. Spear but I just couldn't seem to get it right.&amp;nbsp; She was always nice but for some reason I was always upset at lessons.&amp;nbsp; And Chris was always telling on me!&amp;nbsp; "Mom, Cindy cried again today." I only remember one recital at her house and don't remember if I played well or what I played.&amp;nbsp; I took from her for three years and then we couldn't afford it any more.&amp;nbsp; I was very upset because I wanted to play.&amp;nbsp; So I asked mom to teach me.&amp;nbsp; She was so busy with all of us kids that that wasn't gonna happen so she told me to get out the hymnal and play the soprano line of all the hymns.&amp;nbsp; I did.&amp;nbsp; When I was done I asked her what was next.&amp;nbsp; She said add the alto.&amp;nbsp; I did.&amp;nbsp; What's next Mom?&amp;nbsp; Add the tenor.&amp;nbsp; I did.. You guessed it..Next was add the bass line.&amp;nbsp; By the time I was finished playing the hymnal four times, adding another part each time, I could sightread just about anything she had in the house...which I did.&amp;nbsp; I loved to play and would sometimes play until midnight and then Mom would say keep playing!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 16 and had a job I took lessons from Mrs. Spear for about&amp;nbsp;three months and then quit because she had me playing for the High School&amp;nbsp;choir with Miss Irwin.&amp;nbsp; I hated it!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't play loud enough and felt so intimidated so I stopped.&amp;nbsp; After High School and before college I took one summer with Mrs. Martin.&amp;nbsp; I loved that.&amp;nbsp; I took piano lessons in every placed we've lived&amp;nbsp;until 2003 when my teacher moved from here and I couldn't find another.&amp;nbsp; Now in 2011 I've finally found another teacher and am excited to begin again as soon as my schedule clears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano wasn't my only instrument.&amp;nbsp; I took violin for six years with Mr. Parsons until 11th grade...hated it.&amp;nbsp; I also started saxophone in fifth grade with Mr. Bittinger.&amp;nbsp; That was my love.&amp;nbsp; I practiced for hours at school or home.&amp;nbsp; I played two solos with the band and then decided to major in music at Evangel College.&amp;nbsp; No, sadly I don't play it any more.&amp;nbsp; I tried a couple years ago but my lips gave out and it was too much work to get back in shape so I'm playing the piano instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music, what would life be like without it?&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful that God created it for us to express ourselves and our worship to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8954062396532328466?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8954062396532328466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8954062396532328466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8954062396532328466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8954062396532328466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-next-journal-question-music-lessons.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - Music Lessons'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4155979222719045649</id><published>2011-08-01T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T14:21:04.859-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><title type='text'>New Journal Question - Dancing</title><content type='html'>Did you ever go to a dance?&amp;nbsp; Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although dancing was not allowed when I was growing up, I was allowed to go to my Senior Dinner/Dance at Top of the World in Lake George.&amp;nbsp; I hated it.&amp;nbsp; I was sooooo bored.&amp;nbsp; My friends must have been too so we left and went some place else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college my roommate taught us how to do a line dance which I loved.&amp;nbsp; Now I would do a line dance again.&amp;nbsp; However, my aerobics classes were very much like dancing and I enjoyed most of them and got good exercise too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4155979222719045649?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4155979222719045649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4155979222719045649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4155979222719045649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4155979222719045649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-journal-question-dancing.html' title='New Journal Question - Dancing'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2424560774538972702</id><published>2011-07-02T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T11:35:53.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Jonny &amp; Miranda</title><content type='html'>I apologize I've been so bad at keeping up with family happenings.&amp;nbsp; I'll try to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day for Jonathan and Miranda.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could have been there too.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure they'll never know I wasn't there because they will only have eyes for each other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2424560774538972702?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2424560774538972702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2424560774538972702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2424560774538972702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2424560774538972702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/07/congratulations-jonny-miranda.html' title='Congratulations Jonny &amp; Miranda'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4124704324192724683</id><published>2011-04-05T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:08:05.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassed'/><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - Rebels?</title><content type='html'>As a teenager, did you rebel or do things your parents wouldn't have approved of? How do you feel about that now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tough question to answer because it might be embarrassing or bring up some bad memories. However, it might also help someone to know we aren't perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I rebel?&amp;nbsp; No, not really.&amp;nbsp; Did I do things my parents wouldn't have approved of?&amp;nbsp; Most definitely.&amp;nbsp; When I was 16 I wanted to be with my friends a lot.&amp;nbsp; I had wonderful friends; however, they liked to drink.&amp;nbsp; They talked me into going to a couple bars with them.&amp;nbsp; I felt so bad...like I'm going to hell by being in here.&amp;nbsp; I never had a drink because that would have been too much 'sin' for me to handle in one night!&amp;nbsp; My friends were great.&amp;nbsp; They offered me a drink but never goaded or pressured me into it. And so, I never drank.&amp;nbsp; However, all I could think of was "what if Mom and Dad saw me go in here?".&amp;nbsp; I was very uncomfortable during the short time we were there.&amp;nbsp; What's amazing to me is that the bartenders actually served my 16-year-old friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back on these visits, I still get a little embarrassed about being seen.&amp;nbsp; Who knows who saw me in there and how it affected my and my parents' witness?&amp;nbsp; I thank God that He protected me from anything that 'could have' happened.&amp;nbsp; My angels were busy during my 16th year.&amp;nbsp; It was also the year that I accepted Jesus as my Savior, was baptized in water and in the Holy Ghost.&amp;nbsp; Maybe that's why I felt so uncomfortable being there?&amp;nbsp; Ya think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp; Are you too embarrassed to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4124704324192724683?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4124704324192724683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4124704324192724683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4124704324192724683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4124704324192724683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-next-journal-question-rebels.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - Rebels?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3617270476494335842</id><published>2011-03-07T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T12:54:10.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - Mischief</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is about mischief.&amp;nbsp; What mischievous childhood experience do you remember? How did it affect you?&amp;nbsp; I don't remember pulling pranks on people; although I'm sure I did...especially on April Fools Day.&amp;nbsp; The studid thing I remember doing is going to the nurses office with Kitty even though I wasn't sick so I could get out of class.&amp;nbsp; Why did I do that?&amp;nbsp; I have no idea except that she suggested it and it sounded okay to me.&amp;nbsp; I was soooo gullable and easily entreated!&amp;nbsp; I did get into trouble because it caused me to lie to the nurse, my teacher, and mom.&amp;nbsp; Not a good thing to do.&amp;nbsp; Can't remember if I was spanked, probably.&amp;nbsp; Gotta be careful who you hang around.&amp;nbsp; Kitty was not a good influence on me...except she taught me how to knit.&amp;nbsp; I was then able to teach mom how to knit.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Kitty... I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3617270476494335842?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3617270476494335842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3617270476494335842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3617270476494335842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3617270476494335842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-next-journal-question-mischief.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - Mischief'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-9220068520461877802</id><published>2011-01-05T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:33:56.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy Drew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolyn Keene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - Books</title><content type='html'>What were some of the books you read growing up that you enjoyed?&amp;nbsp; Mom didn't comment on this; however, my favorites were the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys series.&amp;nbsp; We had almost all of them when I was young.&amp;nbsp; I even started reading the Nancy Drew young adult series when we moved here.&amp;nbsp; I found out that Carolyn Keene lived in Toledo!&amp;nbsp; I lived there 19 years and never knew that.&amp;nbsp; What a bummer.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if I could have met her?&amp;nbsp; What books do you remember reading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-9220068520461877802?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/9220068520461877802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=9220068520461877802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/9220068520461877802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/9220068520461877802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-next-journal-question-books.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - Books'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3781131315305068158</id><published>2010-12-10T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:49:30.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first kiss'/><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - First Kiss</title><content type='html'>What do you remember about your first kiss?&amp;nbsp; Ewe...not sure I wanna' go there.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, why not?&amp;nbsp; It was just two weeks shy of my turning 16.&amp;nbsp; No, I wasn't sweet 16 and never been kissed.&amp;nbsp; That was my goal but peer pressure got the best of me.&amp;nbsp; My friends all told me that my boyfriend at the time wanted to kiss me but wasn't sure I'd let him.&amp;nbsp; Sure wish I'd said no.&amp;nbsp; Not because I wanted to be sweet 16 and never been kissed, though that was something I thought was important at the time.&amp;nbsp; No, it was because he had braces. Ugh, I can still feel that sloppy, hard kiss.&amp;nbsp; It was ... ewe... that's all I can say about that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that Keith didn't have braces when I knew him!&amp;nbsp; He made my heart melt with the first kiss and the last one, well, none of your business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&amp;nbsp; Do you remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3781131315305068158?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3781131315305068158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3781131315305068158' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3781131315305068158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3781131315305068158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-next-journal-question-first-kiss.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - First Kiss'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2774329844684089844</id><published>2010-12-06T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:55:57.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first date'/><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question - First Date</title><content type='html'>When was your first date?&amp;nbsp; Tell me about it.&amp;nbsp; Actually I don't remember my first date.&amp;nbsp; I do remember it was with Art S.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember if he took me to a symphony concert maybe?&amp;nbsp; I was 15, almost 16, lacking two weeks.&amp;nbsp; Most of my dates were in a group.&amp;nbsp; I spent lots of time with friends when I was 15, 16, 17.&amp;nbsp; I had a couple boyfriends: Art, John, and then Craig in High School. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first date?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2774329844684089844?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2774329844684089844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2774329844684089844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2774329844684089844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2774329844684089844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-next-journal-question-first-date.html' title='Our Next Journal Question - First Date'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4855431867773134799</id><published>2010-10-22T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T14:44:08.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grade school fads'/><title type='text'>Journal Question - Grade School Fads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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It's his turn to be interviewed. Here you can learn something about him that maybe you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite food? cube steak, scalloped potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for your family? To move out of Comstock. We've lived here for&amp;nbsp;25 years. We'd like to move to South Glenns Falls but we need to sell our&amp;nbsp;house first. No interest so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s your hero? No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do for your birthday? Nothing, split wood with wood spliter. Going out to eat on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will this year be different from last year? Quieter, all girls have moved out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving? Something to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time? “Bite me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? Gray T-shirt and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TLUBJOCuqtI/AAAAAAAAFqA/E7p2dRrDy3A/s1600/Mother's+Day+2009+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TLUBJOCuqtI/AAAAAAAAFqA/E7p2dRrDy3A/s200/Mother's+Day+2009+017.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the glow?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That's David! My prayer for David is that he would grow in the knowledge of God.&amp;nbsp; That he would experience God's favor this year in unexpected ways.&amp;nbsp; That his light would shine to those around him and they would see God's love glowing from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Love you, David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3643400730731676682?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3643400730731676682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3643400730731676682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3643400730731676682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3643400730731676682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-david.html' title='Happy Birthday, David'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TLUBJOCuqtI/AAAAAAAAFqA/E7p2dRrDy3A/s72-c/Mother&apos;s+Day+2009+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1435438020131615524</id><published>2010-09-22T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:04:03.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Extracurricular Activities</title><content type='html'>What were the extra activities you participated in while in school?&amp;nbsp; I only remember Missionettes and&amp;nbsp;Christ Ambassadors at church and band and orchestra in school.&amp;nbsp; I also played the piano a lot.&amp;nbsp; I remember going to Kathy's many times and just having fun together.&amp;nbsp; In High School we had parties at my friends houses and once at our house.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't in a lot of things because it either wasn't available or I'd have to walk if it was! Actually I wasn't interested in much except music.&amp;nbsp; How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1435438020131615524?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1435438020131615524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1435438020131615524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1435438020131615524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1435438020131615524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/09/journal-question-extracurricular.html' title='Journal Question - Extracurricular Activities'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3573963261847143280</id><published>2010-09-17T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T12:48:23.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Sue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When I called Sue today she said, "I was just thinking that it was going to be my turn for an interview soon!"&amp;nbsp; You are right, Sue.&amp;nbsp; We had a nice talk today.&amp;nbsp; It was fun getting to know a little more about my 'baby' sister.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite food? Turkey dinner with dessert...TCBY yogurt, yummy.&amp;nbsp; Sue looooovvvess dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TJObvCAMCMI/AAAAAAAAFmo/VCke3hp1w8U/s1600/Sue+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TJObvCAMCMI/AAAAAAAAFmo/VCke3hp1w8U/s320/Sue+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  are your goals for your family? For all to be serving God.&amp;nbsp; That God would move in their hearts so they will be right with with God. Our goals for our home life are more work on the house like fixing up the girl's rooms to fit their personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do for your birthday?&amp;nbsp; Go to Ryan's buffet restaurant.&amp;nbsp; We are celebrating some today as well. Landon is going to buy her a flower and the girls made her glass bead necklaces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How  will this year be different from last year? Home schooling Landon at age 4! We will probably be traveling with Joe if he goes for training again. Sue will be her Pastor's 'sort-of' secretary, answering his phone calls, and she might play more music. She has the desire to help a little more at the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving? Brazil nuts and sunflower seeds (salty).&amp;nbsp; She never knew she liked Brazil nuts until they moved to Louisiana.&amp;nbsp; It was interesting for her to read the girls book about Louisiana as she got to know the cities and loves the fact that they have flowers year round.&amp;nbsp; "They plant flowers in Winter..this is weird."&amp;nbsp; Bushes grow flowers in the Spring and it's really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time? "Are you ready Freddy?" "bright and early" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What are you wearing right now? Blue capris and pink flowery shirt.&amp;nbsp; "I go for comfort!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My prayer for Sue is Ephesians 1:17 and 18 that God will give Sue spiritual wisdom&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;and insight so that she might grow in the knowledge of God.&amp;nbsp; I pray that her heart will be flooded with light so that she can understand the confident hope God has given her in His love. May Sue feel and know God's love as she goes about on her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3573963261847143280?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3573963261847143280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3573963261847143280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3573963261847143280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3573963261847143280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-sue.html' title='Happy Birthday, Sue'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TJObvCAMCMI/AAAAAAAAFmo/VCke3hp1w8U/s72-c/Sue+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4145828457890913306</id><published>2010-09-15T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:18:55.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Journal Question - Favorite Teacher</title><content type='html'>Who was your favorite teacher and why?&amp;nbsp; I didn't like school so I don't remember any favorites really.&amp;nbsp; Oh wait, I did like my French teacher because he made the class fun and didn't pick on me.&amp;nbsp; My favorite piano teacher was Mrs. Kantorski, in Bowling Green because she was an excellent pianist and knew how to teach.&amp;nbsp; I loved her demonstration and then copy me method for technic.&amp;nbsp; I tried to emulate her even now.&amp;nbsp; Who was your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4145828457890913306?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4145828457890913306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4145828457890913306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4145828457890913306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4145828457890913306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/09/journal-question-favorite-teacher.html' title='Journal Question - Favorite Teacher'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1297818887605110160</id><published>2010-09-04T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:16:33.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Early Prayers</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is what do you remember about your early prayers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember learning in Sunday School to pray to Jesus.&amp;nbsp; That was wrong teaching as Jesus told us to pray to the Father not to Him.&amp;nbsp; The Lord's Prayer is "Our Father which art in heaven..." not Dear Jesus.&amp;nbsp; He also said whatever you ask the Father in My name...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember praying every night that my sins would be forgiven and feeling really scared that if I didn't I'd go to hell. Another wrong teaching.&amp;nbsp; Paul said in Hebrews that Jesus took away our sins so we should have no more consciousness of sin.&amp;nbsp; John said in 1 John that if we do sin, all we have to do is ask forgiveness and we are immediately restored to righteousness.&amp;nbsp; He also said that we don't practice sin so we aren't "sinners".&amp;nbsp;Holy Spirit is faithful to do His job if we mess up and let us know.&amp;nbsp; We need to be listening to hear Him and repeat immediately.&amp;nbsp; If we keep short accounts with the Holy Spirit, we don't need to be afraid of forgetting to ask His forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying everything they taught was wrong; these are just what sticks out in my mind when thinking about early prayers.&amp;nbsp; At least we were taught to pray about everything and seek God while we were young.&amp;nbsp; We were also taught to seek more of God in receiving the Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp; Salvation wasn't the end of our relationship with God but just the beginning.&amp;nbsp; There is so much more to learn and receive from Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1297818887605110160?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1297818887605110160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1297818887605110160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1297818887605110160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1297818887605110160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/09/journal-question-early-prayers.html' title='Journal Question - Early Prayers'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7874322784985225884</id><published>2010-08-31T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:35:06.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Cindy</title><content type='html'>This is all Chris' fault!&amp;nbsp; Press the play button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XilJ3YOV-i4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XilJ3YOV-i4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7874322784985225884?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7874322784985225884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7874322784985225884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7874322784985225884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7874322784985225884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-cindy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Cindy'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-975713428888890567</id><published>2010-08-27T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T18:38:36.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Chris - A Late Interview</title><content type='html'>Happy 50th Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite food? Pork chops and baked patotoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for you and Steve? To find a home. To find Steve a job he enjoys. To see what God has for my life. To be a blessing to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for your business? To maintain and increase customers. To be a blessing to those that come in for help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do for your birthday?&amp;nbsp; It was Sunday so I rested and enjoyed family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will this year be different from last year? This is my year of Jubilee. So I expect to receive blessings that God has set aside for this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving? Nothing because I get what ever I want at the time&amp;nbsp;I want it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time? God is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? Peach shirt, socks, jeans, sneakers, barrett, glasses, and rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/THg71vhpxzI/AAAAAAAAFhE/5hfxYU5s04s/s1600/Chrisatwedding2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/THg71vhpxzI/AAAAAAAAFhE/5hfxYU5s04s/s200/Chrisatwedding2.JPG" width="86" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My prayer for Chris is that her new home, wherever it may be, would be built by wisdom and be strong through good sense.&amp;nbsp; Through knowledge may all its rooms be filled with all sorts of precious riches and valuables. (Pr. 24:3, 4)&amp;nbsp; I pray that this year of jubilee for Chris would be filled with wise words and her thoughts filled with godly insight. (Ps. 49:23) Chris will say according to Ps. 40:16 "may all who search for God be filled with joy and gladness in Him. May those who love His salvation repeatedly shout, “The Lord is great!”" &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;In Jesus Name, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-975713428888890567?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/975713428888890567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=975713428888890567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/975713428888890567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/975713428888890567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-chris-late-interview.html' title='Happy Birthday, Chris - A Late Interview'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/THg71vhpxzI/AAAAAAAAFhE/5hfxYU5s04s/s72-c/Chrisatwedding2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8511074184076253947</id><published>2010-08-20T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:46:56.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Special Calling</title><content type='html'>Did you ever feel that God had a special calling on your life?&amp;nbsp; I've always known from the time I was an early teen that I would be involved in music some way.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't until I was married that it became clear that piano teaching was my gifting.&amp;nbsp; This year will be my 25th year and I have taught 174 students so far.&amp;nbsp; The first person I helped at piano said that I was very patient.&amp;nbsp; I think that is still true today, though I do get more frustrated lately with students when they don't practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very into computers and have been since 1984 when I started taking classes at the local college.&amp;nbsp; It has played a big role in my piano teaching and I have become known in my area as the piano teacher with technology.&amp;nbsp; My motto is "making learning music fun using current technology".&amp;nbsp; What's the point in having all this cool stuff if I can't use it in my everyday work and play! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8511074184076253947?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8511074184076253947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8511074184076253947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8511074184076253947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8511074184076253947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/08/journal-question-special-calling.html' title='Journal Question - Special Calling'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3182550396849957253</id><published>2010-08-16T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:46:58.506-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ocala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Ocala Shopping</title><content type='html'>When I was in Ocala for Dad and Rosemary's wedding, I went shopping!&amp;nbsp; I went&amp;nbsp;to the Town Square and walked around a little...a very little as it was soooo hot outside.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed going into the air conditioned stores.&amp;nbsp; I went to home decor type stores like Shannon Roth, Tres Chic, and Olivia &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Company.&amp;nbsp; When I go back in the WINTER, I'll look forward to visiting these shops again as they had nice items at reasonable prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also visited the Gift Shop at the Cultural Alliance Center.&amp;nbsp; I bought some note cards there with buildings of Ocala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to the&amp;nbsp;Veranda Gallery &amp;amp; Tea Room but that will have to wait until I have someone to go with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice shopping trip but would have been more fun with someone.&amp;nbsp; We could have complained together about how hot it is in Florida in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad!&amp;nbsp; What were you thinking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3182550396849957253?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3182550396849957253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3182550396849957253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3182550396849957253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3182550396849957253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/08/ocala-shopping.html' title='Ocala Shopping'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5030288895036010901</id><published>2010-08-10T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:08:17.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surf Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bemus Point'/><title type='text'>The Honeymoon Trip</title><content type='html'>Dad and Rosemary started their honeymoon trip by driving a couple days to Cleveland, Ohio and then coming to see us for a couple days.&amp;nbsp; We took them to Bemus Point where we ate dinner at the Surf Club and then went shopping and took pictures across the road at the lake.&amp;nbsp; It poured as we were in the restaurant but let up when we were ready to go.&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TGHMXNrQWVI/AAAAAAAAFd8/NY0lJRr5QVQ/s1600/Dad+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TGHMXNrQWVI/AAAAAAAAFd8/NY0lJRr5QVQ/s320/Dad+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad and Rosemary in Bemus Point&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We spent Friday driving around the lake and stopping at shops to look for a plastic Chautauqua mug which we did not find.&amp;nbsp; However, we did find a house where Rosemary remembered staying during the summer.&amp;nbsp; Friday evening I invited my Leecroft, Rose, and Elise Clarke over for dinner with us as they are from Jamaica.&amp;nbsp; Dad and Rosemary want to go on a missions trip to Jamaica.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After a good night's sleep, the newly married couple&amp;nbsp;left for their Canadian tour.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5030288895036010901?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5030288895036010901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5030288895036010901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5030288895036010901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5030288895036010901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-trip.html' title='The Honeymoon Trip'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TGHMXNrQWVI/AAAAAAAAFd8/NY0lJRr5QVQ/s72-c/Dad+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7358921949319607486</id><published>2010-07-19T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:58:54.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Good Friends</title><content type='html'>"Good friends &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;want to know&lt;/span&gt; what makes our hearts slow down, speed up, or even skip a beat."&amp;nbsp; William &amp;amp; Patricia Coleman in &lt;u&gt;Because We're Friends 100 Things I Love About You&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any "good" friends?&amp;nbsp; I do.&amp;nbsp; Several in fact.&amp;nbsp; I appreciate each one when they take time to ask me "what's new with you?" or "is everything ok?"&amp;nbsp;I'm thankful for my friends that God has placed in my life.&amp;nbsp; Each one of them gives my life more interest, excitement, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up with you, my family?&amp;nbsp; What is causing your heart to slow down, speed up, or skip a beat today?&amp;nbsp; I'd like to hear from you.&amp;nbsp; Email? Phone? Letter in the mail? Facebook?&amp;nbsp; We have many ways to communicate.&amp;nbsp; Sure would be nice to hear from you today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7358921949319607486?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7358921949319607486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7358921949319607486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7358921949319607486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7358921949319607486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-friends.html' title='Good Friends'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8619029279233478386</id><published>2010-07-17T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:14:06.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first job'/><title type='text'>Journal Question - First Job</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is...What was your first job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was babysitting for the McLaughlin's.&amp;nbsp; They were neighbors who lived in the trailer court across the street.&amp;nbsp; There were three active girls.&amp;nbsp; I hated it but liked the money.&amp;nbsp; I eventually quit and let Chris do it when I was 15 or 16.&amp;nbsp; I really didn't like having to entertain them for so many hours.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember your first job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8619029279233478386?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8619029279233478386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8619029279233478386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8619029279233478386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8619029279233478386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/07/journal-question-first-job.html' title='Journal Question - First Job'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4935769641226363588</id><published>2010-07-07T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:06:10.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Chores</title><content type='html'>This week's journal question is: What chores did you do as a child and did you get an allowance for doing them?&amp;nbsp; Dishes, dishes, and more dishes.&amp;nbsp; I either had to wash or dry and Chris did the opposite!&amp;nbsp; Allowance!&amp;nbsp; You've got to be kidding.&amp;nbsp; I was happy to have food and clothes.&amp;nbsp; We were supposed to clean our room and make our beds too; however, I some how got away with a very messy room.&amp;nbsp; My home is very clean now but you would never have known that I would keep a clean house from my childhood room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4935769641226363588?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4935769641226363588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4935769641226363588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4935769641226363588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4935769641226363588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/07/journal-question-chores.html' title='Journal Question - Chores'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8890146019149499432</id><published>2010-07-01T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:56:32.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Favorite Meal</title><content type='html'>What was your favorite meal as a child?&amp;nbsp; I remember eating a lot of spaghetti and mac and cheese.&amp;nbsp; I guess my absolute favorite was spaghetti.&amp;nbsp; I especially liked Grandma's recipe.&amp;nbsp; She used a special packette of spices and it always turned out great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8890146019149499432?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8890146019149499432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8890146019149499432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8890146019149499432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8890146019149499432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/07/journal-question-favorite-meal.html' title='Journal Question - Favorite Meal'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6957188485757924510</id><published>2010-06-22T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:07:42.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Scent or Sound</title><content type='html'>What scent or sound makes you think of your childhood?&amp;nbsp; I can't think of a scent but maybe one of your memories will prompt mine.&amp;nbsp; However, whenever I hear lots of children playing that reminds me of our home growing up.&amp;nbsp; It was always noisy.&amp;nbsp; There were a lot of us running around and playing something.&amp;nbsp; What do you remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6957188485757924510?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6957188485757924510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6957188485757924510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6957188485757924510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6957188485757924510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/06/journal-question-scent-or-sound.html' title='Journal Question - Scent or Sound'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6273653980308548728</id><published>2010-06-10T12:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:48:38.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mike!</title><content type='html'>What's your favorite food?&amp;nbsp; Steak, prime rib&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.julianslandmark.com/images/prime_rib.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.sodahead.com/living/saturday-night-food-poll-halloween-prime-rib-and-pumpkin-pie/question-707865/&amp;amp;h=338&amp;amp;w=450&amp;amp;sz=39&amp;amp;tbnid=0Jnq17l7mLwaiM:&amp;amp;tbnh=95&amp;amp;tbnw=127&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dprime%2Brib&amp;amp;usg=__n_k-HfAKAS8wHA8y5XADSODrTS0=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=gtwPTISKKMGB8ga895n2CA&amp;amp;ved=0CEAQ9QEwBw"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="" border="1" height="78" src="data:image/jpg;base64,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" title="http://www.sodahead.com/living/saturday-night-food-poll-halloween-prime-rib-and-pumpkin-pie/question-707865/" width="103" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for your family?&amp;nbsp; Spend more time together, enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for your business? Get some.&amp;nbsp; Stay busy and make a decent living.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing for your birthday? Picnic at private spot on Lake George at Shelving Rock on a trail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.saintjamesdanbury.org/joomla/images/stories/yogi-picnic-cartoon.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.saintjamesdanbury.org/joomla/index.php%3Foption%3Dcom_content%26view%3Darticle%26id%3D119%26Itemid%3D188&amp;amp;usg=__GtR6eEKxUA9tXC2APcjZKI5vdog=&amp;amp;h=486&amp;amp;w=642&amp;amp;sz=82&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=7&amp;amp;sig2=87y2WKv1ZFydFT0E-65I-w&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=th2v05cwKcumNM:&amp;amp;tbnh=104&amp;amp;tbnw=137&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpicnic%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26rlz%3D1T5GGLL_en___US273%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;ei=qdwPTN_lDIGB8gbltMjlBg"&gt;&lt;img height="104" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:th2v05cwKcumNM:http://www.saintjamesdanbury.org/joomla/images/stories/yogi-picnic-cartoon.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will this year be different from last year? One less child in the house.&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving? Was steak but we finally got one.&amp;nbsp; I’m craving getting away from the house and going on vacation with my family.&amp;nbsp; Maybe to visit Sandy’s family in NC.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; I make up stuff all the time.&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? Jeans and T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for Mike is Romans 5:3-5 “Father, may Mike be be full of joy now! Let him exult and triumph in his troubles and rejoice in his sufferings, knowing that pressure and affliction and hardship produce patient and unswerving endurance. And endurance develops maturity of character (approved faith and tried integrity). And character of this sort produces the habit of joyful and confident hope of eternal salvation. Such hope never disappoints or deludes or shames us, for God's love has been poured out in Mike’s heart through the Holy Spirit Who has been given to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6273653980308548728?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6273653980308548728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6273653980308548728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6273653980308548728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6273653980308548728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-mike.html' title='Happy Birthday Mike!'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5488370457933645911</id><published>2010-06-02T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:12:14.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TAZYj7ThZoI/AAAAAAAAFYw/W1845fF0EmE/s1600/Steve08.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TAZYj7ThZoI/AAAAAAAAFYw/W1845fF0EmE/s320/Steve08.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just interviewed Steve for his birthday.&amp;nbsp; Here's what little brother has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite food?&amp;nbsp; boneless wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your hero?&amp;nbsp; Dad.&amp;nbsp; He lives by the Word and believes it to the fullest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for your family?&amp;nbsp; Moving to new home this year, at end of Summer. Spiritually, everyone is right one track, heading the right direction.&amp;nbsp; Steve then quoted his verse that his family lives by, "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for your business? Whatever God has for it, whether is goes or blows I'm going to follow the leading of God.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing for your birthday? Nothing special.&amp;nbsp; Sleep a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your life verse? A three-fold cord is not quickly broken, speaks of unity in my home.&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest blessing in your life right now? Watching my teenagers go after God with all their hearts at the Albany worship revival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will this year be different from last year? Won't have to live in a garage anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving? A good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time?&amp;nbsp;"Que pasa? What's up? What's happening?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? Nothing! Just kidding.&amp;nbsp; Jeans and white polo shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for Steve is that He would experience the goodness of God in all areas of His life, spiritually, physically, emotionally, and in his relationships with wife, children, brothers, sisters, and parents.&amp;nbsp; I pray Steve would be filled with the love of God so much that it overflows and splashes onto everyone around him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5488370457933645911?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5488370457933645911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5488370457933645911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5488370457933645911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5488370457933645911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-steve.html' title='Happy Birthday, Steve'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TAZYj7ThZoI/AAAAAAAAFYw/W1845fF0EmE/s72-c/Steve08.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1116680888779714496</id><published>2010-05-31T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:58:24.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Al Goes Home</title><content type='html'>Alfred L. Chaney 1929-2010 - We will miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TAQGpUruVZI/AAAAAAAAFYY/GyOt6FATMO0/s1600/uncleal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TAQGpUruVZI/AAAAAAAAFYY/GyOt6FATMO0/s320/uncleal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWLAND -Alfred L. Chaney, 81, entered into eternal rest on Thursday, May 27,  2010, at The Ridge at Shawnee in Lima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred was born in Warren on March 21, 1929, the son of Frank A. and Matty  (Brown) Chaney. He had lived in Newton Falls for 72 years before moving to  Howland 9 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred was a draftsman with Wean Industries for 23 years retiring in 1982. He  became a real estate agent for Century 21, where he worked from 1983 to 1999,  and owned a Century 21 office in Warren prior to its consolidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred married the love of his life, the former Dorothy E. Winger, on Feb.  19, 1954. They were married a wonderful 48 years before her passing on Sept. 2,  2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred was a U.S. Army veteran from 1951 to 1952 serving during the Korean  War, and continued his service in the Army Reserves until 1956. He was a member  of Newton Falls United Methodist Church. He was also a member of the Newton  Falls Masonic Lodge 462 since 1963, and he was a Newton Falls city councilman  for eight years. Alfred loved bowling, golfing and Ohio State football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of Alfred will be carried on by his two sons, Dr. Michael A. Chaney  and his wife, Rae of Pittsburgh, and Dr. Patrick A. Chaney and his wife, Lisa of  Lima; and seven grandchildren, Brent, Grant, Blake, Addison, Katilyn, Morgan and  Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred was preceded in death by his parents; his wife, Dorothy; and two  sisters, Mildred Lesniak and Martina Thoney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family will receive friends at the James Funeral Home in Newton Falls  from 2 to 4 p.m. and 6 to 8 p.m., where a Masonic service will be held at 5:30  p.m. Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m. Wednesday at the Newton Falls  United Methodist Church. The Rev. Gordon Ferguson will be officiating the  service.&lt;br /&gt;Alfred will be laid to rest next to his wife, Dorothy, at Newton Falls  Cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrangements have been entrusted to James Funeral Home, 8 E. Broad St.,  Newton Falls, Ohio 44444, 330-872-5440.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1116680888779714496?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1116680888779714496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1116680888779714496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1116680888779714496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1116680888779714496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/uncle-al-goes-home.html' title='Uncle Al Goes Home'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/TAQGpUruVZI/AAAAAAAAFYY/GyOt6FATMO0/s72-c/uncleal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2248849366187676073</id><published>2010-05-28T17:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:52:47.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question – When did you become a Christian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mom doesn’t have an answer in her book.&amp;#160; I know she was young though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was 16 when I made a decision to make Jesus Lord of my life.&amp;#160; I remember that I always had a heart for God from early years but 16 was when I made the decision on my own that God was for me.&amp;#160; It was also the year I was baptized in water and in the Holy Spirit.&amp;#160; I remember being in Hoosick Falls at a youth rally and sitting up on the left side because I was playing my saxophone in the orchestra.&amp;#160; It was October.&amp;#160; I don’t remember the message or who was preaching.&amp;#160; I just remember that was my new birthday. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When is your Christian birthday?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2248849366187676073?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2248849366187676073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2248849366187676073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2248849366187676073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2248849366187676073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/journal-question-when-did-you-become.html' title='Journal Question – When did you become a Christian?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7212055459197273247</id><published>2010-05-26T11:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:37:47.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is this lady who has stolen Dad's heart? Find out here in my interview with Rosemary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When were you born? May 25, 1938 on a farm in Ontario Canada. Her grandmother was a midwife and weighed her on a chicken scale. She was talking before she had teeth. &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S_1ASEFKTqI/AAAAAAAAFYI/6LMi1Wf3tz8/s1600-h/Rosemary%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Rosemary" border="0" alt="Rosemary" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S_1AShCu1-I/AAAAAAAAFYM/6OXHrrNXvSA/Rosemary_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="51" height="69" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What do you want us to call you? Most people call her Rosemary. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How did you meet Dad? Rosemary volunteers for a lot of groups at church. She was in charge of who gets on the bus for the trip to the Passion Play in Hudson, FL, on March 25. There were seven people missing from her list at the meeting place. Dad and six others were already on the bus and refused to get off. Dad was sitting in Rosemary's seat behind the bus driver, so Rosemary sat behind him and they talked all the way. After the trip, Dad said see you Sunday. They met at the coffee connection and went to church together. And that started the friendship. Dad asked if he could call her every night and if he could pray with her. Her thought was, &amp;quot;he isn't real,&amp;quot; though she did trust him from the first day. Their next date was a Jewish Sader. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How long were you married before Dad? The first marriage was to Tony for 17 years and the second was to Bill for 26 years, both husbands passed to the next life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How many children and grandchildren do you have? Three from my first marriage: two boys and a girl. Steve is 50 and works for the Tampa Airport; Glenn is 45 and a retired trucker and carpenter; and Charmaine is 44, artistic and musically inclined and working for a cleaning company's office. Rosemary also has a step-daughter, Janet who lives in Niagara Falls and a foster daughter, Marilyn. She has raised 98 foster children. She has seven grandchildren. Steve has two children: Adam is 28 and works as a tiler, and Amanda is a hotel event planner. Glenn has two children: Anthony, 25, works for Microsoft in Washington State and is getting married in January to a Mexican girl; Shawn, 23, is studying to be a pastor and getting married July 10th in Iowa. Charmaine has three kids: Danessa is in college for engineering, Preston is 14 Ocala, and Lawrence is 8. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you work outside the home? Yes at a hospital in St. Petersburg as a nurses' aid, switchboard operator, and supervisor until she transferred to Ocala. She is also involved with Home Interiors as a home decorator. Rosemary loves housework. I'm thinking maybe Dad and Rosemary should travel to Lakewood, NY about once every three months so she can clean my house! She doesn't sit still much. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How do you spend your days now? Tuesday and Thursday she volunteers at church. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite color? Pink &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What color is your wedding dress? Seafoam green, it was given to her by a friend of her mothers (new). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite food? Spinach and Asparagus &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do you wear perfume? Yes, Oscar de la Rente, she is allergic to most. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite flower? Lily of the Valley &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do you have a favorite song? Not really. She likes Because God Made Thee Mine, No One Ever Cared For Me Like Jesus, Open My Eyes, Lord, It Is Well. She also likes opera and musicals but can't read music. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do you do crafts? No, but she does like scrapbooking and journaling. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite Bible verse? Be still and know I'm God. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is your vision for marriage with Dad? We will clean/volunteer together and go on mission trips to Jamaica and maybe India. The mission in India has 500 orphans; and Dad would love to see the orphans he supports. The orphanage in Jamaica is outside of Kingston. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Where are you going on your honeymoon trip? London, Niagara Falls, and Toronto, Canada, Buffalo and Lakewood, NY before spending two weeks in Hudson Falls. They have to be back in FL by September. She has a brother, Monte, who lives in Ottawa Canada. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In my conversations with Rosemary, I picked up from her talking that she is organized, hates computers, is a giver and doesn't like being alone. She is very sensitive and a Toronto Maple Leaf hockey fan. Oh, and I just found out that Rosemary and Dad are going to take a computer class at church in January so there is hope yet that we can communicate via the internet!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Welcome Rosemary. She will be a fun addition to this family. I've enjoyed talking with her and I know you will too. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7212055459197273247?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7212055459197273247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7212055459197273247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7212055459197273247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7212055459197273247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-is-this-lady-who-has-stolen-dad.html' title='Who is this lady who has stolen Dad&amp;#39;s heart? Find out here in my interview with Rosemary.'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S_1AShCu1-I/AAAAAAAAFYM/6OXHrrNXvSA/s72-c/Rosemary_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8329838670594347386</id><published>2010-05-19T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:00:31.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robison Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;An angel has come to visit the Robison residence and keep it safe from all intruders.&amp;nbsp; Great Mother's Day gift Glenn!&amp;nbsp; I'm looking forward to seeing it in person soon.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S_RtCL4kNPI/AAAAAAAAFYA/oqnQFA_OVSs/s1600/Robisonangel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S_RtCL4kNPI/AAAAAAAAFYA/oqnQFA_OVSs/s320/Robisonangel.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8329838670594347386?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8329838670594347386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8329838670594347386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8329838670594347386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8329838670594347386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/robison-angel.html' title='Robison Angel'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S_RtCL4kNPI/AAAAAAAAFYA/oqnQFA_OVSs/s72-c/Robisonangel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4800677158024554809</id><published>2010-05-18T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:39:00.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Special Memories</title><content type='html'>This one might take a little more time than previous questions.&amp;nbsp; However, I think it will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List one special or fun memory you have for each of your brothers and sisters.&amp;nbsp; Here are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris - She taught me how to play her instruments.&lt;br /&gt;David - He called to talk to me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Sue - Clowning around in the family room making Chris and I laugh really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Jim - Comforting me during Mom's departure.&lt;br /&gt;Mike - Asked me to play piano for his wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Steve - Camping in pop-up trailer. Steve was about three and wanted to sleep with me not Mom!&amp;nbsp; I felt very special to be chosen by him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4800677158024554809?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4800677158024554809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4800677158024554809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4800677158024554809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4800677158024554809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/journal-question-special-memories.html' title='Journal Question - Special Memories'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3170821349010553067</id><published>2010-05-10T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:04:56.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma&apos;s house'/><title type='text'>Journal Question - Grandparent's house</title><content type='html'>This week's journal question is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your grandparents' houses. Did you visit them often? Boy did I ever!  I remember being at Grandma's all the times.  I would walk home the long way just to stop by and see her and Aunt Linda.  I was always wanting to spend the night at Grandma's.  I didn't even mind sleeping on the couch.  It was so peaceful there.  The house was built by Grandpa Brown.  It had a kitchen that opened to the dining room that opened to the living room and then a front porch.  Off the kitchen was a small hallway that had the bathroom and two bedrooms and stairs up.  Upstairs, which were very steep, were two bedrooms and another bathroom.  The basement stairs were just inside the back door.  I have lots of nice memories of Grandma Brown's house.  I don't remember visiting Grandpa Hodges but one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Dan and Aunt Sharon live in Grandma's house now.  They have made it beautiful.  It is a show place that should be in a magazine.  Aunt Sharon has a knack for decorating and making people feel at home in it.  It is absolutely beautiful now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3170821349010553067?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3170821349010553067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3170821349010553067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3170821349010553067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3170821349010553067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/journal-question-grandparents-house.html' title='Journal Question - Grandparent&apos;s house'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8862520588931284643</id><published>2010-05-07T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:35:30.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Childhood Home</title><content type='html'>Did you enjoy living at 31 Tenth Avenue?  I still remember living in the little house before Dad added the two-story addition.  It was small but we didn't notice as we were small too!  I shared a room with Chris and Sue; we each had our own twin beds.  I don't remember dressers, do you? or a closet? We all shared one bathroom and seemed to do okay.  I remember doing dishes in the corner sink. Eating at the long picnic table.  We played outside mostly.  Oh yeah, the big upright piano was in the main room next to the table.  I remember when Mike and Steve came home from the hospital and Mom set up the basinet in front of her bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't like the neighborhood though as I didn't like the kids on the block; they were mean. I did my best to escape from there by going to Grandma's or to friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house changed over the years...and is still changing, right Mike! It is still home and I'm glad Mike has made it his own too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8862520588931284643?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8862520588931284643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8862520588931284643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8862520588931284643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8862520588931284643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/05/journal-question-childhood-home.html' title='Journal Question - Childhood Home'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7559231338326186047</id><published>2010-04-26T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T13:32:58.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Question - Prayer</title><content type='html'>What kind of prayer did you say before you went to sleep?  Who taught you how to pray it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember praying "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."  Not a very nice prayer for a child to think about now that I look back on it.  What do you mean, if I die before I wake!!  I don't remember who taught that to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then remember having to pray every night before I slept that God would forgive any sins I had committed that day, whether I had done them on purpose or not.  I think chuch religion taught me that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read in Hebrews that we should not have a sin consciousness but a righteous consciousness.  I'm not practicing sin because I'm not a sinner.  If I sin, the Holy Spirit is there to immediately tell me about it and (if I'm thinking straight!) I immediately confess it and get back into right standing with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably gonna shock someone, but there are days that go by that I don't sin.  AAAHHHHRRGGG!  how can you say that!?  Because I'm practicing love just like Jesus did.  No, I'm not perfect and, yes there are days that I do miss the love mark.  However, for the most part I'm thinking about how to please God and that keeps me righteous.  I know some will say there is none righteous, but they are stuck in the Old Testament because in the New Testament it says that Jesus became sin with my sin so that I could become righteous with His righteousness.  So now because of the great exchange that Jesus made I have a righteousness conscious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I pray before sleeping that God will teach me in the night and sing to me.  It's very peaceful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7559231338326186047?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7559231338326186047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7559231338326186047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7559231338326186047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7559231338326186047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/04/journal-question-prayer.html' title='Journal Question - Prayer'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3784899024393299368</id><published>2010-04-22T12:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T12:09:45.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I received a card in the mail from a satisfied customer today and it blessed me so much that I had to share it here.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S9B0xtGi0kI/AAAAAAAAFV0/VOGfrUk4Fv8/s1600-h/laketathanks%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="laketathanks" border="0" alt="laketathanks" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S9B0ydkJT-I/AAAAAAAAFV4/h3EABqU3T78/laketathanks_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="397" height="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have received thanks before by phone calls or emails but never by a card with an extra tip included!&amp;#160; It made me cry.&amp;#160; I have been feeling such a heaviness in my spirit lately and this lifted me way up.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“What’s the big deal?&amp;#160; It’s just a card.”&amp;#160; You might say that.&amp;#160; But it IS a big deal today because 99% of the people I know &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; say thank you for anything.&amp;#160; If people aren’t able to express thanks to humans, how can they express it to a loving heavenly Father?&amp;#160; Is it really that hard to appreciate what other people do for us?&amp;#160; Or do we just expect it as due to us?&amp;#160; Two little words that are so hard for people to say…“thank you”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This card immediately caused me to want to do something else for this customer.&amp;#160; I wonder if that’s how God feels?&amp;#160; When we are grateful and express it to Him, does it make Him feel like doing more for us?&amp;#160; I think so.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m saying here on my blogs “thank you” for being my friends, for reading my thoughts and not criticizing me, to customers – again thank you for allowing me to help you redecorate your home or for purchasing a gift from me.&amp;#160; I do pray for each of you that God’s light will shine through the items you’ve purchase and you’ll know His love today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3784899024393299368?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3784899024393299368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3784899024393299368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3784899024393299368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3784899024393299368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/04/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S9B0ydkJT-I/AAAAAAAAFV4/h3EABqU3T78/s72-c/laketathanks_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3863382647214095881</id><published>2010-04-10T18:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:09:55.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing Psalms Silas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ve had a very rough week emotionally.&amp;#160; I’m sure some of you have been feeling a little emotional as well.&amp;#160; Maybe not bawling like me, but still feeling sad.&amp;#160; Chris encouraged me to sing, Silas, sing and reminded me of the tape I recently found of Mom singing the Psalms.&amp;#160; So here it is, about 20 minutes of Psalms by Mom.&amp;#160; Just click on the text below and it should load.&amp;#160; It is about 17Mb.&amp;#160; I’m not sure where it will play.&amp;#160; Depends on what mp3 player you have on your computer…media player, quick time?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cindyspianostudio.com/Music/momsingspsalms.mp3"&gt;Mom Sings Psalms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3863382647214095881?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3863382647214095881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3863382647214095881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3863382647214095881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3863382647214095881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/04/sing-psalms-silas.html' title='Sing Psalms Silas'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-471687208385812111</id><published>2010-03-23T10:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:52:11.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question – How do you think Mom spent her day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mom didn’t write anything about how her mom spent her days in her journal.&amp;#160; How do you think our mom spent her days?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S6jVkDMijNI/AAAAAAAAFQs/hkupuAxkYOY/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S6jVkqzzVJI/AAAAAAAAFQw/gQZ43sP7qGA/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="149" height="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know when I was growing up she was busy cleaning and cooking and taking care of anything Dad needed.&amp;#160; Later in life it is obvious because of her journals that she spent lots of time in the Word and prayer as well. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S6jVl5ecv3I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/R1iuL-kAoFo/s1600-h/image%5B9%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S6jVmwJyXII/AAAAAAAAFQ4/UKXryhnEuTs/image_thumb%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spend my days with housework as well and taking care of Keith’s needs.&amp;#160; I also teach and plan piano lessons, practice for worship at church, make lots of crafts and spend way too much time on Facebook!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What do you remember Mom doing?&amp;#160; What do you spend your days doing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:7b7c0a39-61ba-4988-b86a-d0b7f3101ee0" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/housework" rel="tag"&gt;housework&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/crafts" rel="tag"&gt;crafts&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/facebook" rel="tag"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/piano" rel="tag"&gt;piano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-471687208385812111?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/471687208385812111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=471687208385812111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/471687208385812111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/471687208385812111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-next-journal-question-how-do-you.html' title='Our Next Journal Question – How do you think Mom spent her day?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S6jVkqzzVJI/AAAAAAAAFQw/gQZ43sP7qGA/s72-c/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2784736787763851533</id><published>2010-03-10T13:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:48:20.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Journal Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S5fpcPjMFtI/AAAAAAAAFQg/Mc7KpBxkMVY/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S5fpcyfPHjI/AAAAAAAAFQk/lPimEIWho3A/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="110" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where did your father go to work every day and what did he do?&amp;#160; Write about what you remember Dad doing.&amp;#160; I remember him leaving early in the morning and getting home around 3:30, just about when we got home from school.&amp;#160; He worked at GE in maintenance while I was younger.&amp;#160; I remember taking lunch to him with Mom.&amp;#160; I also remember him doing electrical work on the weekends and getting to help him by splicing and pulling wires.&amp;#160; He was always working on something.&amp;#160; What do you remember?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2784736787763851533?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2784736787763851533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2784736787763851533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2784736787763851533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2784736787763851533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-journal-question.html' title='Another Journal Question'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S5fpcyfPHjI/AAAAAAAAFQk/lPimEIWho3A/s72-c/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8649428111941701375</id><published>2010-03-05T18:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:02:32.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S5GNhNRHmLI/AAAAAAAAFPw/b9mpfoUt07Q/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S5GNiNh9FsI/AAAAAAAAFP0/i5ZTmGqXj-E/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="240" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What are your earliest memories of church? I remember standing up in front singing a solo with Mom at the piano at Hoosick Falls church.&amp;#160; I don’t remember what I sang but I know I was five.&amp;#160; I also remember sitting in the front pew with the pastor’s son and he was talking with me.&amp;#160; We got a scolding afterwards by the Pastor and Mom said I couldn’t sit with him anymore.&amp;#160; It was my fault! I couldn’t be rude and not respond to his son but I couldn’t be rude to the pastor and talk!&amp;#160; Not fair!&amp;#160; It was a good thing to have to sit with Mom and Dad.&amp;#160; I remember Sunday School at Gospel Lighthouse in the basement.&amp;#160; I remember sleeping under the pews many nights as we were always in church for every meeting. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What do you remember?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8649428111941701375?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8649428111941701375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8649428111941701375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8649428111941701375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8649428111941701375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-next-journal-question.html' title='Our Next Journal Question'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S5GNiNh9FsI/AAAAAAAAFP0/i5ZTmGqXj-E/s72-c/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6901676258669108714</id><published>2010-02-22T12:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:08:30.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Time to Laugh</title><content type='html'>A young child walked up to her mother and stared at her hair. As her mother scrubbed the dishes, the girl cleared her throat and asked, "Why do you have some gray hairs?"&lt;br /&gt;The mother paused and looked at her daughter. "Every time you disobey, I get a strand of gray hair."&lt;br /&gt;The mother returned to her task of washing dishes. The little girl stood there, thinking. She cleared her throat again. "Mom?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?" her mother answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Why is Grandma's hair all gray?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to laugh today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6901676258669108714?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6901676258669108714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6901676258669108714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6901676258669108714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6901676258669108714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-to-laugh.html' title='Time to Laugh'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5580104751507918226</id><published>2010-02-19T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:12:43.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Dad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S38KqdCchLI/AAAAAAAAFOE/obnXZcAH4xo/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+2009+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440078599352517810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S38KqdCchLI/AAAAAAAAFOE/obnXZcAH4xo/s320/Mother%27s+Day+2009+066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So did you know this about Dad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your favorite food? &lt;em&gt;Dad likes a lot of different meats but he would order steak at a restaurant and loves asparagus.  He would have cake and small scoop of vanilla fudge ice cream for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's your hero? &lt;em&gt;Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;  Guess we all knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your prayers for your family? &lt;em&gt;Dad prays that the Lord would meet our needs, bless us, and help us to follow after Him with all our heart, soul, and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What are your goals for your spiritual life? &lt;em&gt;Dad wants to continue to grow and see God do things in his life that only He can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What's your life verse? &lt;em&gt;Don’t have one, they change on the day, hour, time.  Right now it’s 2 Cor. 9:8 AMP “And my God is able to make all grace, every favor and earthly blessing, come to you in abundance so that you always, under all circumstances, and whatever the need, are self-sufficient, possessing enough to require no aid or support, and are furnished in abundance for every good work and charitable donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest blessing in your life right now?  &lt;em&gt;Being in Florida in my T-shirt and sunshine.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What are you craving?  &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time? &lt;em&gt;Not worth two rows of beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you wearing right now?  Beige T-short, jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What’s your favorite color? &lt;em&gt;I like my blue truck.  Don’t like pea green.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What’s favorite hymn? &lt;em&gt;It Is Well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What’s favorite chorus? &lt;em&gt;Mom’s chorus Sing Forth the Praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So were there any surprises for you?  Or did you know Dad's answers?  Remember to call him and wish him a happy day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad went to the seniors Valentines party on Thursday in Ocala.  It was called Heart to Heart.  The pastor's wife read verses about the heart and they played a game.  On a sheet of paper they had to write names that start with an H, an E, an A, an R, and a T. They all did it for US cities and animals names.  If someone didn’t have same thing written down that you did, you got a gift.   Then they asked who had a birthday coming up, so Dad had Happy Birthday sung to him.  He is really enjoying his new church family of about 5,000!  What he really enjoys is hearing the anointed worship and word each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5580104751507918226?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5580104751507918226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5580104751507918226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5580104751507918226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5580104751507918226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/interview-with-dad.html' title='Interview with Dad'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S38KqdCchLI/AAAAAAAAFOE/obnXZcAH4xo/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day+2009+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5825042545828440894</id><published>2010-02-17T10:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:08:25.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><title type='text'>Journal Question - Childhood Bedroom</title><content type='html'>Describe your childhood bedroom.  What was the view from the window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first room I remember was shared with Chris and Sue.  We each had our own twin bed.  There was a closet and a dresser but that's about all I remember from it.  It is now part of Mikes' family room.  The second and last bedroom was upstairs and is now Mike's.  I think it was pink but don't really remember.  I had an unfinished closet.  There were three windows.  The view was of the backyard and the Stark's house.  I would often look out the window and see Mr. Mondou watering his garden.  Eventually I had to share my room with Suzi but she wasn't a problem.  I was the messy one.  I got a radio for Christmas one year and remember playing it on Sunday mornings.  I practiced my saxophone and did my homework on the double bed.  Oh yeah, I think I played with Barbies in that room too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you remember about your room?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5825042545828440894?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5825042545828440894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5825042545828440894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5825042545828440894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5825042545828440894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/journal-question-childhood-bedroom.html' title='Journal Question - Childhood Bedroom'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2843367294312406818</id><published>2010-02-11T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:54:32.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1959</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S3Rf-64KwwI/AAAAAAAAFNU/1oTLiuNH6DQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+momfamme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437076184704402178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S3Rf-64KwwI/AAAAAAAAFNU/1oTLiuNH6DQ/s320/Copy+of+momfamme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found another old picture dated 1959. It shows Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Tom, Aunt Linda, Uncle Dan, Dad, Mom and Me at Notre Dame Street house. Of course, I was just born so they had to take a picture! I think I have the most comfortable spot and the baldest head! Actually I had blonde hair which didn't show in the picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Tom is hiding behind Aunt Linda.  I wonder who took the picture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2843367294312406818?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2843367294312406818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2843367294312406818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2843367294312406818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2843367294312406818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/1959.html' title='1959'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S3Rf-64KwwI/AAAAAAAAFNU/1oTLiuNH6DQ/s72-c/Copy+of+momfamme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8791666766467812001</id><published>2010-02-06T19:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:12:09.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You See Yourself</title><content type='html'>As I was looking at this photo and scanning it, I could see myself and Jimmy!  Do you see yourself in Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S24FBUW_EJI/AAAAAAAAFNE/b7KYNkGZFLc/s1600-h/Copy+of+momgrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435287320485892242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S24FBUW_EJI/AAAAAAAAFNE/b7KYNkGZFLc/s320/Copy+of+momgrad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was a pretty lady!  We are blessed with her good looks! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8791666766467812001?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8791666766467812001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8791666766467812001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8791666766467812001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8791666766467812001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-you-see-yourself.html' title='Can You See Yourself'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S24FBUW_EJI/AAAAAAAAFNE/b7KYNkGZFLc/s72-c/Copy+of+momgrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7479511475871509580</id><published>2010-02-02T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:27:17.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Miss You Mom</title><content type='html'>Woke up with the song God Will Take Care of You on my mind.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S2hDWF_MbiI/AAAAAAAAFM0/9fyQrbqBbS8/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433666997265919522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S2hDWF_MbiI/AAAAAAAAFM0/9fyQrbqBbS8/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then I remembered what day it was.  One year ago today Mom moved to heaven and now God is still taking care of her and us.  I still want to pick up the phone and call her and talk about all that is happening in my life and find out the family news from her.  She was my connection to everyone.  How appropriate that she left on Ground Hogs Day.  It's a day when we look to see how much longer until the sun comes out!  We are still looking to see when the Son will come back to shine in our lives.  Will He be another six weeks, six years, or six hundred?  Maybe six seconds.  I don't know but I do know we are looking with expectation towards the day He comes back and brings Mom with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7479511475871509580?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7479511475871509580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7479511475871509580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7479511475871509580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7479511475871509580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-miss-you-mom.html' title='Still Miss You Mom'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S2hDWF_MbiI/AAAAAAAAFM0/9fyQrbqBbS8/s72-c/IMG_0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-753634833419089334</id><published>2010-02-01T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:19:05.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is:  Who gave you your name and why? Did you have a family nickname? How did you get it? Mom doesn't have an answer so maybe someone knows what Mom's nickname was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nickname from Mom was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cyn&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm not sure how I got it but I'm glad she was the only one who called me that!  Imagine being referred to as "sin" by your mother.  Of course, the gossips in the church tried to start a rumor that I was illegitimate because my birthday was two days after their wedding day.  They conveniently left out a whole year, but maybe she nicknamed me that to spite the gossips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if I can remember your nicknames now.  Correct me if I'm wrong:&lt;br /&gt;Chris - Tina&lt;br /&gt;David- Jake&lt;br /&gt;Sue - ?&lt;br /&gt;Jim - ?&lt;br /&gt;Mike - ?&lt;br /&gt;Steve - Reemer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-753634833419089334?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/753634833419089334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=753634833419089334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/753634833419089334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/753634833419089334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/02/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-835070783352208118</id><published>2010-01-21T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:57:30.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastimes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Favorite Pastimes</title><content type='html'>What was your favorite pastime as a child?  Not sure I remember when I was a child!  I remember playing piano a lot.  In fact, that is probably what my favorite pastime was!  I was always at the piano by myself because no one else wanted to play or because I was hogging the piano.  It would have been fun to play duets with Mom, but she was too busy with the rest of you and the house.  So it's all your fault that I didn't get to share my favorite pastime!  Just kidding.  I still enjoy playing piano and teaching it to children.  There's something special about being able to express yourself at the piano.  I played when I was sad, angry, happy...all my emotions got played through the piano.  Well, almost all.  Except the ones when I was whipping David.  The piano would have been distroyed.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite?  Mom didn't write anything down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-835070783352208118?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/835070783352208118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=835070783352208118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/835070783352208118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/835070783352208118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/01/favorite-pastimes.html' title='Favorite Pastimes'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-298968809230513584</id><published>2010-01-14T17:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:12:23.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Jim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S0-koyuID9I/AAAAAAAAFMY/LZ4U3saRf0g/s1600-h/happybdayjim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426737096721698770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S0-koyuID9I/AAAAAAAAFMY/LZ4U3saRf0g/s320/happybdayjim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had a very nice conversation with my pesky brother. When I first heard his voice, he sounded a little down; but after we talked more I know he is very strong in the Lord. Happy Birthday, Jim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's the interview with Jim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your favorite food? chicken and biscuits, yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's your hero? Dad. Jim admires Dad's work ethic, how he works and still has joy in all circumstances. It's about attitude, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are your goals for your family? Jim wants to be financially free and enjoy his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are your goals for your business? He'd like to get more into general contracting, doing whole house not just framing. He'd also like to work less and hire more, which means having more work so he can accomplish this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are your goals for your spiritual life? Jim wants to draw closer to God and to do more for His kingdom finacially and in helping others by sharing gospel. "It will be all about God this year" Jim said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your life verse? I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me. "Without his strength I can do nothing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the biggest blessing in your life right now? Having a healthy family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How will this year be different from last year? By remembering what last year was about, how everything went away last year, this year will be a renewal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you craving? "dinner that Steve is supposed to be bringing me tonight for birthday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you have a quote that you use all the time? no. Katies says it's "get out of bed!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you wearing right now? clothes! jeans and t-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer for Jim is 2 Cor. 9:8-11 "And God will make all grace, every favor and earthly blessing, come to Jim in abundance, so that he may always and under all circumstances and whatever the need be self-sufficient. He possesses enough to require no aid or support and is furnished in abundance for every good work and charitable donation. As it is written, Jim scatters abroad; He gives to the poor; His deeds of justice and goodness and kindness and benevolence will go on and endure forever! And God Who provides Jim's seed for sowing and bread for eating will also provide and multiply Jim's resources for sowing and increase the fruits of his righteousness so that he is enriched in all things and in every way, and can be generous, which will bring forth thanksgiving to God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you, Jim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-298968809230513584?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/298968809230513584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=298968809230513584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/298968809230513584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/298968809230513584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2010/01/interview-with-jim.html' title='Interview with Jim'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S0-koyuID9I/AAAAAAAAFMY/LZ4U3saRf0g/s72-c/happybdayjim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8671756850490114433</id><published>2010-01-11T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:45:09.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your Favorite Vacation Spot?</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is "what's your favorite vacation spot"? Mom didn't have an answer in her journal but I know she liked the ocean. She liked taking drives with Dad around her area too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite vacation spot is definitely Camden, Maine. We stay at &lt;a href="http://www.beloins.com/"&gt;Beloins &lt;/a&gt;right on the ocean. Click on the link here and you'll see a picture of where we stay. We have stayed in the fourth building (cabin) from the bottom for two years now and really enjoy it. We wake up with beautiful sunrises. Keith has taken lots of pictures of them for us to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425554783411445474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/S0txVGapHuI/AAAAAAAAFMI/mQg4hOZVD84/s320/Camden+ME+2009+022+-+Copy+(3).JPG" /&gt;In fact, he has taken so many, it was hard to decide which one to post here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is a long drive, about 16 hours, but we get to see family in the middle of the drive so it is worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leave me a comment with what your favorite spot is and remember to write it in your journal for your children to read when you leave this planet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8671756850490114433?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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He is one hour south of Ocala where Ruthie lives and one hour west of Orlando.  According to City Data, there were 911 people living in Webster in 2008...must have all been at the campground!  Webster was named for Daniel Webster.  He wrote the dictionary.  Dad should be a lot smarter when he comes back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8912095937288081024?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8912095937288081024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8912095937288081024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8912095937288081024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8912095937288081024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/12/dads-in-florida.html' title='Dad&apos;s in Florida!'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-326920295885128397</id><published>2009-12-21T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:59:15.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://juanitalruffner.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/8/3/1583326/61184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 221px;" src="http://juanitalruffner.weebly.com/uploads/1/5/8/3/1583326/61184.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new on-line friend, Juanita, has a gorgeous website with her photography.  You should check it out at:  &lt;a href="http://juanitalruffner.weebly.com/links.html"&gt;Juanita Ruffner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-326920295885128397?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/326920295885128397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=326920295885128397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/326920295885128397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/326920295885128397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-photography.html' title='Beautiful Photography'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5356572683109953124</id><published>2009-11-24T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:45:39.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Next Journal Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a1128.g.akamai.net/7/1128/497/0001/origin-d5.scene7.com/is/image/ProvideCommerce/SHB_EDY09_BRR10012_1?nanos=770&amp;amp;qlt=75,0&amp;amp;resMode=sharp&amp;amp;op_usm=0.5,1.0,0.0,0&amp;amp;wid=174&amp;amp;hei=174"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a1128.g.akamai.net/7/1128/497/0001/origin-d5.scene7.com/is/image/ProvideCommerce/SHB_EDY09_BRR10012_1?nanos=770&amp;amp;qlt=75,0&amp;amp;resMode=sharp&amp;amp;op_usm=0.5,1.0,0.0,0&amp;amp;wid=174&amp;amp;hei=174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a fun question....what's your favorite dessert? I love chocolate! But I also love strawberries. So anything with chocolate and/or strawberries would be my favorite. Mom didn't write an answer for this but I know she loved cream puffs. What do you think Mom would have written and what is your favorite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the link to the above website picture just in case you are trying to think of a gift for me!  &lt;a href="http://www.bakingshop.com/gourmet/berries.htm"&gt;http://www.bakingshop.com/gourmet/berries.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5356572683109953124?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5356572683109953124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5356572683109953124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5356572683109953124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5356572683109953124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-next-journal-question.html' title='Our Next Journal Question'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1470919388413648852</id><published>2009-11-06T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:48:22.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thought for today</title><content type='html'>Start painting pictures in your mind of coming victories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1470919388413648852?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1470919388413648852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1470919388413648852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1470919388413648852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1470919388413648852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-thought-for-today.html' title='Another thought for today'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4815033697609845639</id><published>2009-11-06T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:28:44.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival Glory Note</title><content type='html'>Mom had all Ruth Ward Hefflin's Revival Books and let me read them; now I own them.  My notes on Pg. 152-182...Sometimes we need to stop every other activity and listen carefully to what the Spirit is saying.  He's never moved a person to a lesser glory than they've already experienced.  The cloud never goes backward.  When God lifts us into a new realm of glory, He has shown us that it is important never to go back to the former realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop struggling with your ministry schedule and let God make it for you. He wills excellence for your life, not only spiritual but also in the natural. You can excel in the day-to-day operation of your business in the glory. God wants you to do well with the activities of your life. In fact, He wants you to excel to the honor of the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4815033697609845639?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4815033697609845639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4815033697609845639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4815033697609845639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4815033697609845639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/11/revival-glory-note.html' title='Revival Glory Note'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6758555074263136512</id><published>2009-10-16T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:36:45.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Help It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjnKCgQsYI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/Xg4-z1c9oJE/s1600-h/Jake09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393314713433059714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjnKCgQsYI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/Xg4-z1c9oJE/s320/Jake09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I really can't...he's just sooo cute and lovable and adorable and we are so blessed to have Jake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6758555074263136512?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6758555074263136512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6758555074263136512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6758555074263136512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6758555074263136512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cant-help-it.html' title='I Can&apos;t Help It!'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjnKCgQsYI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/Xg4-z1c9oJE/s72-c/Jake09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7535555723715611541</id><published>2009-10-16T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:59:09.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a little slow at blogging lately...probably because a lot is happening, including SNOW! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjZhpkHjsI/AAAAAAAAFDY/Cm-jg3BT5-M/s1600-h/1stsnow09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393299725892423362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjZhpkHjsI/AAAAAAAAFDY/Cm-jg3BT5-M/s320/1stsnow09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to see the snow on the ground. It is so pretty and clean and fresh. And I can stay inside where it is warm and cozy and enjoy looking at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjamS8h39I/AAAAAAAAFDg/E7sFHH8WybA/s1600-h/christmasgiftshop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393300905231769554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjamS8h39I/AAAAAAAAFDg/E7sFHH8WybA/s320/christmasgiftshop.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the snow started falling, I went on a "field trip" with some friends to a knitting shop where we purchased some fun yarn to make a scarf. I started mine and have three rows done! Um that was about a month ago. Oh well, at least I started. I'm sure my friend has hers done by now! We also stopped at a Christmas gift barn on the way home. Literally, a barn, it was renovated into a huge Christmas store in the middle of nowhere. With Christmas music playing, it was a delightful experience. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjavutZ_wI/AAAAAAAAFDo/WgtQxPyo5W0/s1600-h/snowlightchristmasfarm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393301067303354114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjavutZ_wI/AAAAAAAAFDo/WgtQxPyo5W0/s320/snowlightchristmasfarm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way out I saw this cute snowman lantern. On our drive to some Amish shops we saw this scene that was just too funny to pass up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjbQOJAoqI/AAAAAAAAFDw/UJ9Zhg2kew8/s1600-h/amishfun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393301625496445602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjbQOJAoqI/AAAAAAAAFDw/UJ9Zhg2kew8/s320/amishfun.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I know the Amish don't like their picture taken; however, you can't see who it is. The horse was getting "gassed" is what it looked like. Yes, I know the Amish use gas for their generators. It was funny! Guess you had to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the same friends who went on the trip also went with me to the Chautauqua Quilt Show which is a huge event at Chautauqua Institution. We had fun shopping and seeing all the beautiful quilt displays (which I don't think I could take pictures of or I would have). This is one of the new homes on the grounds that I thought was very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjdYDKqKMI/AAAAAAAAFEI/C0-6nU8Pp94/s1600-h/chautauquaquiltshow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393303959012780226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/StjdYDKqKMI/AAAAAAAAFEI/C0-6nU8Pp94/s320/chautauquaquiltshow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been busy doing my lampshade business (I'll blog about that on &lt;a href="http://shadesetc.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shadesetc.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) and piano teaching (I've blogged on &lt;a href="http://cindyspianostudio.com/"&gt;http://cindyspianostudio.com&lt;/a&gt; about that).  So now you are caught up on what's new in the Robison world, at least with me.  Keith is a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7535555723715611541?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7535555723715611541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7535555723715611541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7535555723715611541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7535555723715611541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Zack'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4209680237341117513</id><published>2009-09-19T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:34:55.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Sue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" alt="Webfetti.com" src="http://ak.webfetti.com/assets/3dani/1/496.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webfetti.com/download.jhtml?partner=ZKzeb008_ZUxdm486YYUS&amp;amp;utm_campaign=wf_3d_graphic&amp;amp;utm_source=1170154&amp;amp;utm_medium=wf_myspace"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t.webfetti.com/images/nocache/tr/wf/rds/3d/my/1170154.gif" width="160" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed height="352" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer " width="325" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/photofx.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" flashvars="imgpath=http%3A//img286.rockyou.com/imagehost/16/16913/16913977/16913977_6c2e7cfd1253381450.jpg&amp;amp;glitterp=false&amp;amp;roundp=true&amp;amp;sepiap=false&amp;amp;theme=fall.swf&amp;amp;shadowp=true&amp;amp;bevelp=true&amp;amp;width=325&amp;amp;height=352&amp;amp;imageWidth=325&amp;amp;instanceid=46166857&amp;amp;userid=1599915176&amp;amp;createDateString=Sep%2019%20%2709&amp;amp;username=carobison"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; 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Sue'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6594735833270111392</id><published>2009-09-14T13:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:10:07.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Favorite Bible Verse?</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is What Is Your Favorite Bible Verse?  If you are like me you have several, but if you could only list one, what would it be?  Mom's was Psalm 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is Psalm 37:23 (Amplified Bible) The steps of a good man are directed and established by the Lord when He delights in his way and He busies Himself with his every step.  I like the thought that God is watching over every detail of my life.  He is busy watching me to make sure I succeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6594735833270111392?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6594735833270111392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6594735833270111392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6594735833270111392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6594735833270111392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-your-favorite-bible-verse.html' title='What Is Your Favorite Bible Verse?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1046316422549543609</id><published>2009-08-20T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:55:39.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenneth Copeland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Believer&apos;s Convention'/><title type='text'>Southwest Believer's Convention with Dad! 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3vr7IhOrI/AAAAAAAAFAI/WQEf0oodp9k/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad and I had a wonderfully, awesome week together in Fort Worth, TX. We met at the hotel on Saturday and did a little shopping and went to Uno's to eat supper before settling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3txuzThMI/AAAAAAAAE_g/tFu1_qqNEHU/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372211369155462338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3txuzThMI/AAAAAAAAE_g/tFu1_qqNEHU/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday we attended Eagle Mountain International Church. It was a Spirit-filled service with healing laughter during the best communion we've ever taken. Pastor George spoke on prosperity and to expect our daily load of benefits according to Ps. 103.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3tzVFH1KI/AAAAAAAAE_w/RcSpQsbwGWo/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372211396610610338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3tzVFH1KI/AAAAAAAAE_w/RcSpQsbwGWo/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3tzxgvU7I/AAAAAAAAE_4/qRB3a1rcH5I/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372211404242637746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3tzxgvU7I/AAAAAAAAE_4/qRB3a1rcH5I/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you know Dad was a social butterfly? He talked to everyone! Had THE smile and the joy of the Lord just pouring out of him. We had terribly hard seats for the first five days and then finally found these cushy blue ones and could see everything. The worship during the week took us to a new level of corporate worship rarely experienced in church. The Word was revealed in a beautiful way and a lot of times it was humorous. God is such a joyfilled Father and loves to laugh. In fact, on Sunday He said He was laughing at His enemies. Glad I'm not one of them! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3wAEGMnTI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/iO2Q9vki6uA/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372213814413270322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3wAEGMnTI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/iO2Q9vki6uA/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had very little time for recreation but we did get to the Water Gardens, which were just across the street from the hotel and to see KCM's property. We also went to the Stockyards for dinner a couple nights. The Stockyards had rodeos and cowboy type things and buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3uAVW2WeI/AAAAAAAAFAA/Ye_RrLHV5UY/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372211620023261666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3uAVW2WeI/AAAAAAAAFAA/Ye_RrLHV5UY/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the end of the week we were very tired but refreshed.  Our spirits were full of the Word and worship.  Our other ends were numb from all the sitting.  Our flesh was fighting but we won!  And we are both so glad we went.  Next year we hope that more of the family will attend with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1046316422549543609?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1046316422549543609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1046316422549543609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1046316422549543609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1046316422549543609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/08/southwest-believers-convention-with-dad.html' title='Southwest Believer&apos;s Convention with Dad! 2009'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/So3txuzThMI/AAAAAAAAE_g/tFu1_qqNEHU/s72-c/IMG_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6704663162940125466</id><published>2009-08-19T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:17:14.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sue</title><content type='html'>Did you hear that Sue has moved to Louisiana?  Yup, Joe got a better job with a bigger company. They have moved into their new apartment which is close to an Assembly of God church.  Deridder is close to Houston so she has got to be hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already Sue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6704663162940125466?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6704663162940125466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6704663162940125466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6704663162940125466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6704663162940125466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/08/sue.html' title='Sue'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5122904399590623484</id><published>2009-08-19T16:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:13:08.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Favorite Book?</title><content type='html'>Our next journal question is: What's Your Favorite Book?  You know what Mom's was.  Of course, the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be mine too.  I have read so many fiction books, mystery books, Christian fiction, romance books that picking one would be too hard.  So the next question is:  Who's your favorite author?  Mom's was God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think mine would be the one I'm currently reading....whoever that is at the moment.  I have read some that I don't like and give those books away.  The rest I keep like Frank Peretti, Byran Davis, Lori Wick.  Who's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5122904399590623484?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5122904399590623484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5122904399590623484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5122904399590623484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5122904399590623484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-your-favorite-book.html' title='What&apos;s Your Favorite Book?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7104487969795655521</id><published>2009-08-15T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:40:48.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Chris</title><content type='html'>Something's fishy here!  Hope you had a fabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed height="232" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer " width="325" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/photofx.swf" flashvars="imgpath=http%3A//img386.rockyou.com/imagehost/15/15836/15836875/15836875_4e7c9a251250375827.jpg&amp;amp;glitterp=false&amp;amp;roundp=true&amp;amp;sepiap=false&amp;amp;theme=fishtank.swf&amp;amp;shadowp=true&amp;amp;bevelp=false&amp;amp;width=325&amp;amp;height=232&amp;amp;imageWidth=325&amp;amp;instanceid=44577256&amp;amp;userid=1599915176&amp;amp;createDateString=Aug%2015%20%2709&amp;amp;username=carobison" wmode="transparent" salign="lt" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; -moz-opacity: .60" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com/link/link2.php?refid=44577256" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/new_tail_logo2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; -moz-opacity: .60" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px" href="http://www.rockyou.com/photofx/create.php?widget=photofx&amp;amp;src=emcr?refid=44577256" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7104487969795655521?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7104487969795655521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7104487969795655521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7104487969795655521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7104487969795655521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-chris.html' title='Happy Birthday, Chris'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8183574815886265780</id><published>2009-07-29T14:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:57:47.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Favorite Hymn or Song?</title><content type='html'>The next question in our series for your journals is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your Favorite Hymn or Song?  My favorite hymn is Great Is Thy Faithfulness.  It comes from Lamentations 3:22, 23 It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.  He has been so faithful, during this year, in new ways.  With Mom moving to heaven, I've learned how to handle grief and sadness.  My businesses are prospering in a recession!  I've had more lampshade orders this year than before and I've had my first sales on the two websites.  Only God could do that during this time.  I've seen His faithfulness in helping me sing my first solo at church in about 40 years!  Also gave my testimony on "Why did my Mom die sick and in pain" without shaking or crying...that would never have happened before.  He's proven He is right here with me always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's favorite hymn was In the Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8183574815886265780?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8183574815886265780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8183574815886265780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8183574815886265780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8183574815886265780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-your-favorite-hymn-or-song.html' title='What&apos;s Your Favorite Hymn or Song?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2476830463961170771</id><published>2009-07-27T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:35:52.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These Hands</title><content type='html'>I just typed up this poem by Mom from 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lord, You have made me as I am&lt;br /&gt;Fashioned according to Your special plan.&lt;br /&gt;My life You have foreknown&lt;br /&gt;To be lived for You alone.&lt;br /&gt;As my days unfold and I live&lt;br /&gt;I have so much I want to give.&lt;br /&gt;At times it overwhelms my heart&lt;br /&gt;To share, to give, to impart.&lt;br /&gt;The Talents You have given are many&lt;br /&gt;These hands are hands of plenty.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full, a desire to press on&lt;br /&gt;These hands I must use or lose.&lt;br /&gt;What they were meant to be doing&lt;br /&gt;Lord, don’t let me miss out.&lt;br /&gt;One day saddened by what I should have done&lt;br /&gt;but may I hear “well done” spoken by Jesus God’s dear Son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2476830463961170771?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2476830463961170771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1645613266228839194</id><published>2009-07-23T13:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:51:50.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's House</title><content type='html'>Dad has listed his home for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/29-Cold-Springs-Road_Wells_VT_05774_1110738568"&gt;http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/29-Cold-Springs-Road_Wells_VT_05774_1110738568&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray that the people who are supposed to buy it find it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris also has her home for sale at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forsalebyowner.com/listing/7A2B6"&gt;http://www.forsalebyowner.com/listing/7A2B6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5312973525939984874</id><published>2009-07-22T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:24:54.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Style for the 50s?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SmfJyDAa7tI/AAAAAAAAE9I/znhkibuCnmc/s1600-h/newhairstyle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361475743045578450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SmfJyDAa7tI/AAAAAAAAE9I/znhkibuCnmc/s320/newhairstyle.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a new hair style and color for turning 50.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5312973525939984874?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5312973525939984874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5312973525939984874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5312973525939984874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5312973525939984874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-style-for-50s.html' title='New Style for the 50s?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SmfJyDAa7tI/AAAAAAAAE9I/znhkibuCnmc/s72-c/newhairstyle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5198725027879346505</id><published>2009-06-29T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:04:31.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Zack is at it again.  Watch here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0yCDAfVKes&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0yCDAfVKes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5198725027879346505?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5198725027879346505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5198725027879346505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5198725027879346505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5198725027879346505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/06/zack-is-at-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2152893325373455665</id><published>2009-06-22T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:15:47.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Favorite Color?</title><content type='html'>This is the next question in our series for the journals.  My favorite is the same as Mom's, blue.  I love the color because it is cool and soothing.  It is so prevalent in nature too.  I love the blue reflection of the sky in lakes.  And blue flowers!  Love love love blue flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue is also the color of the priest's robes in the old testament.  Did you know that Mom saw Jesus in a blue robe with His arm outstretched to her?  It happened about a month before she left.  I did some research and found that He was bringing thoughts of heaven to her.  She didn't feel at that time that God was calling her home, but He was.  She started have visions of heaven (thoughts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to write a lot, but let me know what your favorite color is here in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2152893325373455665?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2152893325373455665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2152893325373455665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2152893325373455665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2152893325373455665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-your-favorite-color.html' title='What Is Your Favorite Color?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8464392381228138821</id><published>2009-06-11T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:48:29.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mike</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed height="462" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer " width="325" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/photofx.swf" flashvars="imgpath=http%3A//img361.rockyou.com/imagehost/15/15580/15580527/15580527_70b738be1244735101.jpg&amp;amp;glitterp=false&amp;amp;roundp=true&amp;amp;sepiap=false&amp;amp;theme=sodabubbles.swf&amp;amp;shadowp=true&amp;amp;bevelp=true&amp;amp;width=325&amp;amp;height=462&amp;amp;imageWidth=325&amp;amp;instanceid=42953865&amp;amp;userid=1599915176&amp;amp;createDateString=Jun%2011%20%2709&amp;amp;username=carobison" wmode="transparent" salign="lt" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; -moz-opacity: .60" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com/link/link5.php?refid=42953865" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/new_tail_logo5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; -moz-opacity: .60" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px" href="http://www.rockyou.com/photofx/create.php?widget=photofx&amp;amp;src=emcr?refid=42953865" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It's Mike's day to celebrate.  Don't get too close though. He seems to be blowing bubbles!  Don't understand? Watch the picture for a second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8464392381228138821?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8464392381228138821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8464392381228138821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8464392381228138821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8464392381228138821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-mike.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mike'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7518127648025274493</id><published>2009-06-08T15:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:08:24.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><title type='text'>What's Your Favorite Perfume?</title><content type='html'>This week's question is a little more difficult for me as I don't wear perfume except when I know there will be no bugs around!  Which means winter only.  My favorite perfume is Pablo Picaso.  A co-worker at Owens Corning wore it to a party that Keith attended with me and he loved it.  He asked me to get the name of it and then bought me enough for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's favorite was raspberry.  Not sure I've ever smelled that on her.  I didn't see any at home either.  Funny how I never knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So what's your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7518127648025274493?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7518127648025274493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7518127648025274493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7518127648025274493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7518127648025274493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-your-favorite-perfume.html' title='What&apos;s Your Favorite Perfume?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5336684513771697311</id><published>2009-06-02T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:46:34.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="85" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="501" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/fxtext.swf?ID=" nopanel="true&amp;amp;stage=" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=fxtext&amp;amp;src=emry&amp;amp;refid=51059894" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="RockYou FXText" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px" href="http://www.rockyou.com/fxtext/fxtext-create.php?src=emcr?refid=51059894" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed height="486" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer " width="325" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/photofx.swf" flashvars="imgpath=http%3A//img336.rockyou.com/photofx/42/42730/42730363/42730363_b7e92ad01243960707.jpg&amp;amp;glitterp=false&amp;amp;roundp=true&amp;amp;sepiap=false&amp;amp;theme=confetti.swf&amp;amp;shadowp=true&amp;amp;bevelp=true&amp;amp;width=325&amp;amp;height=486&amp;amp;imageWidth=325&amp;amp;instanceid=42730363&amp;amp;userid=1599915176&amp;amp;createDateString=Jun%2002%20%2709&amp;amp;username=carobison" wmode="transparent" salign="lt" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; -moz-opacity: .60" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/new_tail_logo6.gif" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=60); PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; opacity: .60; -moz-opacity: .60" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px" href="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5336684513771697311?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5336684513771697311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5336684513771697311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5336684513771697311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5336684513771697311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-steve.html' title='Happy Birthday, Steve'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2209027105080655856</id><published>2009-06-02T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:00:07.138-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelties'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiVL-Tiu1TI/AAAAAAAADrU/mhPKkmtb1Oc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342760066714883378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiVL-Tiu1TI/AAAAAAAADrU/mhPKkmtb1Oc/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith was resting on the couch in April when Jake came to his usual place beside him. Not to be left out, Zack decided his spot would be on top of Keith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack has been a lot of fun lately. He is listening when we call to him to come.  We've allowed him to be off lease a few times in the yard and he has been very good.  He loves to run in the backyard.  We need to get him in agility classes but there aren't any around here.  I'd like to make a course in our backyard but it's too muddy.  And we can't have muddy dogs in the house now can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2209027105080655856?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2209027105080655856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2209027105080655856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2209027105080655856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2209027105080655856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/06/keith-was-resting-on-couch-in-april.html' title=''/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiVL-Tiu1TI/AAAAAAAADrU/mhPKkmtb1Oc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6995073559264233614</id><published>2009-05-30T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:13:35.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Favorite Flower?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiGvgjbrQtI/AAAAAAAADrM/9uE4h-t_ito/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341743606840115922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiGvgjbrQtI/AAAAAAAADrM/9uE4h-t_ito/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's our first question for the family journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite flower? Mine is Lily of the Valley. I love the fragrance and the delicate look. The bell shaped flowers remind me of music bells, upside down ones. They are so dainty and feminine and yet they bounce back every year and grow and spread their fragrance. It only takes one plant and then in a few years you have an abundance of fragrant flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what 2 Corinthians 2:14-17 says, "But thanks be to God, Who in Christ always leads us in triumph and through us spreads and makes evident the fragrance of the knowledge of God everywhere, For we are the sweet fragrance of Christ unto God,...it is an aroma from life to life [a vital fragrance, living and fresh]. If we all have a different smell to God, I hope mine is Lily of the Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, Jesus is called the Lily of the Valley in a hymn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Song of Solomon 2:1 "SHE SAID I am only a little rose or autumn crocus of the plain of Sharon, or a humble lily of the valleys that grows in deep and difficult places." How true. The lilies in my yard are going in the shade in clay soil that is dry in one section and in the back yard woods, it is soggy. Yet, every year these lilies come up and multiply and smell delicious. I'd like to be like the lily in that way. To come back from every situation smelling like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! This turned out to be a longer post than I anticipated. I was just going to tell you my favorite flower but then I got to thinking and typing and here I am four paragraphs later! LOL. Your answers can be just one word if you desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6995073559264233614?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6995073559264233614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6995073559264233614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6995073559264233614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6995073559264233614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-your-favorite-flower.html' title='What Is Your Favorite Flower?'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiGvgjbrQtI/AAAAAAAADrM/9uE4h-t_ito/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7017972057736955399</id><published>2009-05-30T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:44:19.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiFvnktrIuI/AAAAAAAADrA/0KQInywApBQ/s1600-h/dogwood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341673358698947298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiFvnktrIuI/AAAAAAAADrA/0KQInywApBQ/s400/dogwood.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was posting on the gardening blog last night &lt;a href="http://360.yahoo.com/shadescrafts"&gt;http://360.yahoo.com/shadescrafts&lt;/a&gt; and realized this morning that I had not posted a picture of this tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have three special friends that purchased this Chinese Dogwood in remembrance  of Mom.  It is in the back left corner of the yard where I can see it from any room in the back of the house and it is visible from the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is supposed to grow 20 feet tall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Christi, Joyce, and Sue!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7017972057736955399?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7017972057736955399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7017972057736955399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7017972057736955399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7017972057736955399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-posting-on-gardening-blog-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiFvnktrIuI/AAAAAAAADrA/0KQInywApBQ/s72-c/dogwood.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3085006019918888084</id><published>2009-05-29T17:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:43:34.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie Bears</title><content type='html'>Here they are! All the "Winnie" bear family together before saying "goodbye".  Aunt Sharon did an awesome job of making each one individual and to fit the personality of the individual.  She spent many hours crafting these bears with love and prayers and I'm sure some tears.  She said that she would pray over them at night and the next morning would know just how to dress each bear.  Everyone has a clown on the bottom of the foot, except David's.  His fabric clashed with the clown so his is on the vest.  Each bear has a heart that says "sing, Silas, sing".  That was one of the last things Mom told the family.  In each bear's pocket is a "Holy Bible" with scriptures for each of us to look up.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBw41ze0DI/AAAAAAAADqo/ap-elXIIYDU/s1600-h/Winnie+Bears.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341393279879401522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBw41ze0DI/AAAAAAAADqo/ap-elXIIYDU/s400/Winnie+Bears.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad's Winnie bear is soft and hugable, just like him.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBwj8CJy8I/AAAAAAAADqg/jAblbNT2XWc/s1600-h/Dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341392920774298562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBwj8CJy8I/AAAAAAAADqg/jAblbNT2XWc/s400/Dad.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341373729137071010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBfG1nRk6I/AAAAAAAADqQ/qbR4_eXLXgw/s400/Cindy.JPG" /&gt; Cindy's "Winnie" bear is all dress up with no place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341373725721919250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBfGo5CfxI/AAAAAAAADqI/TtiBy9uVbZk/s400/Winniebearheart.JPG" /&gt;So she is sitting on the couch watching TV and making sure Keith is behaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341373719772060482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBfGSue20I/AAAAAAAADqA/ebxuOrnJ5tM/s400/Winniebearcouchclose.JPG" /&gt; You can also find her sitting in the family room above Cindy's head, watching over her as she goes about her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341373720002947442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBfGTlh6XI/AAAAAAAADp4/68fOehAvG3E/s400/Winniebearcouch.JPG" /&gt; Did I say she had no place to go? She's already been for a few rides to see Cindy's friends. Aunt Sharon's bears are becoming famous. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341391531535827122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBvTEt5ALI/AAAAAAAADqY/JK792DsDHpw/s400/Winniebearincar.jpg" /&gt; Chris' bear has the cutest hat and is most adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBbQrO_6YI/AAAAAAAADpY/4OxAChm579c/s1600-h/Chris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341369500103076226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBbQrO_6YI/AAAAAAAADpY/4OxAChm579c/s400/Chris.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David's bear has a vest on and seems to have his personality as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBbQSxFJDI/AAAAAAAADpQ/a0dkWjcHsVk/s1600-h/David.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341369493535138866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBbQSxFJDI/AAAAAAAADpQ/a0dkWjcHsVk/s400/David.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sue's bear is sweet, just like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBbQPrLf3I/AAAAAAAADpI/RrcTGVNdY7M/s1600-h/Sue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341369492705083250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBbQPrLf3I/AAAAAAAADpI/RrcTGVNdY7M/s400/Sue.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jim's bear is so colorful and playful, just like him. Right Katie?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBaInMZ5tI/AAAAAAAADpA/dAvUA2sd2jc/s1600-h/Jim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341368262067873490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBaInMZ5tI/AAAAAAAADpA/dAvUA2sd2jc/s400/Jim.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike's is dressed in blues. It seems the perfect color for him.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBZt8Zpr8I/AAAAAAAADo4/4k-BZgnBOYI/s1600-h/Mike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341367803904110530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBZt8Zpr8I/AAAAAAAADo4/4k-BZgnBOYI/s400/Mike.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve's bear in red seems to fit his joyful personality.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBYp2VO4wI/AAAAAAAADow/zuVoccAi-Jg/s1600-h/Mom%27s+bday+2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341366634043859714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBYp2VO4wI/AAAAAAAADow/zuVoccAi-Jg/s400/Mom%27s+bday+2009+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So send me a comment, family, and tell me where your bear sits.  Better yet, send me a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Aunt Sharon!  We love our bears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3085006019918888084?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3085006019918888084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3085006019918888084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3085006019918888084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3085006019918888084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/05/winnie-bears.html' title='Winnie Bears'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SiBw41ze0DI/AAAAAAAADqo/ap-elXIIYDU/s72-c/Winnie+Bears.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-941200589455738009</id><published>2009-05-25T15:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:50:39.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Thoughts and Attitudes Affect Others</title><content type='html'>You are wherever your thoughts are. Make sure your thoughts are where you want to be.  (LM 1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.  Sometimes when I'm thinking about what I need to be doing, I forget to keep my thoughts on what I'm currently doing so I can do it with excellence not just to get it done.  Yeah, there are times when things are mundane and our thoughts run away to other places.  I'm not talking about those times.  It's the driving time when I'm going some place and end up in a different place because of my thoughts.  Come on now!  You know you've almost done the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes right along with your attitude affects the atmosphere.  How many times have you walked in a room an run into someones anger.  It causes you to react in a way that wasn't where your thoughts were until you walked into that person's presence.  We need to be more aware of how we are affecting others by our thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-941200589455738009?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/941200589455738009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=941200589455738009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/941200589455738009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/941200589455738009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/05/your-thoughts-and-attitudes-affect.html' title='Your Thoughts and Attitudes Affect Others'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3953661090065408222</id><published>2009-05-22T12:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:07:49.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Glenn's Day to be a Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzAwODIxNjE4NyZwdD*xMjQzMDA4MzE2OTUyJnA9NDI1NzkzJmQ9YWxsaWVrYXR6Z3JhcGhpY3MuY29tJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz**ZTU1OGY4YTQ5Zjc*MjYzYjA1ZGEyNjY*YzA*NGRkOQ==.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img title="AllieKatzGraphics.com!" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/Happy%20Birthday%202/Happy_birthday.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hope it's a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="MySpace Graphics" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/logographic.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3953661090065408222?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3953661090065408222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3953661090065408222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3953661090065408222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3953661090065408222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/05/alliekatzgraphicscom.html' title='It&apos;s Glenn&apos;s Day to be a Star'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/th_logographic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2356311412521090554</id><published>2009-05-18T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:28:20.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Robison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/ShIYp21KAII/AAAAAAAADnA/7oAdedQCkt0/s1600-h/Markservice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337355615759630466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/ShIYp21KAII/AAAAAAAADnA/7oAdedQCkt0/s400/Markservice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CLEARWATER, FL – Mark A. Robison, 49, passed away after a short illness on Sunday, May 17, 2009 at 4:26pm at Morton Plant Mease Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born February 16, 1960, in Warren, OH, to Beverly and Gerard Robison of Cortland.&lt;br /&gt;Mark graduated from Warren Western Reserve High School in 1978 and Fairmont University in 1981 with a B.A. in Health and Safety.  Mr. Robison recently worked at Affiliated Services in Clearwater, FL.  He previously worked as a health inspector in Cleveland and then in Tampa, FL. Mark enjoyed sports, especially football, baseball, basketball, and golf.  He played football in both high school and college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was preceded in death by his grandparents, Edwin and Frieda Winger and Glenn and Florence Robison.  Mark is survived by his wife, Estelle, and his parents, Beverly and Gerald Robison of Cortland, OH, as well as two brothers, Keith and Cindy Robison of Lakewood, NY and Glenn and Denise Robison of Liberty, OH. He also is survived by a step-son, Robert Kowalczyk, of Tampa, FL and a step-daughter, Amy Kowalczyk, of Clearwater, FL and three grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;Mark was an organ donor and will be cremated in Clearwater.  There will be no formal calling hours. The family will hold a private memorial service later this week in Cortland and a memorial service at Bridge Church in St. Petersburg, FL in the next several weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2356311412521090554?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2356311412521090554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2356311412521090554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2356311412521090554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2356311412521090554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/05/mark-robison.html' title='Mark Robison'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/ShIYp21KAII/AAAAAAAADnA/7oAdedQCkt0/s72-c/Markservice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7343566095134782446</id><published>2009-04-17T22:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:33:51.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another entry from one of Mom's journals:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mon., Apr. 7, 2003 - Ice in air, cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the clouds the sun is shining. We need to rise higher so we can see. The brightness is there just hid today. We need to get on our knees and pray so Father will answer and push clouds away. It always happens when we pray. Sometimes His answers come quickly. Sometimes more slowly it seems. But He’s always there listening. Remember He’s sovereign over His Word. So speak it clearly each time you pray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7343566095134782446?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7343566095134782446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7343566095134782446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7343566095134782446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7343566095134782446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/behind-clouds.html' title='Behind the Clouds'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6986396216956087276</id><published>2009-04-13T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:25:43.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad Has a New Truck!</title><content type='html'>Talk about a happy guy....Sandy says he's like a kid in a candy shop.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmO6ilEKI/AAAAAAAADmw/D5aZVipYf-8/s1600-h/Dads+truck3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324352328388907170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmO6ilEKI/AAAAAAAADmw/D5aZVipYf-8/s400/Dads+truck3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This gorgeous blue truck is a Dodge Ram 1500 Laramie with a 5.7 HEME engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmOjH_5RI/AAAAAAAADmo/G8mi9fQGP3g/s1600-h/Dads+truck2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324352322103403794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmOjH_5RI/AAAAAAAADmo/G8mi9fQGP3g/s400/Dads+truck2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad got it loaded with leather, heated AND cooled seats with six-way power and a memory for two positions. Oh, and the heal can be controlled on both sides within 8 degrees. Now who else is going to be driving this truck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmOKjQmiI/AAAAAAAADmg/5-39JOHVMYI/s1600-h/Dads+truck1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324352315506858530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmOKjQmiI/AAAAAAAADmg/5-39JOHVMYI/s400/Dads+truck1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has a programable CD changer. When you put the CD in it copies it to memory. Somehow he can have his cell phone come through the speakers, he thinks. But he's not sure his cell phone can do that. If it could, it would show who is calling on the screen. He has satelite radio also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can turn on outside AND inside lights in the house from the truck. And he has a remote starter so he can be warm when he gets in the truck. The steering wheel is even heated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has a moon roof (his description I think). The truck bed is a short base 6-1/2'. He wanted the shorter bed for pulling the trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He purchased the running boards, camper mirrors, and brake controller, so now he is just about ready to go camping. Of course it comes with cruise control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The headlights turn on automatically at dusk. This man is spoiled! It gets 18 mpg on the highway, has 20" wheels, a backup alarm (just in case he doesn't see you back there), and a 110v outlet so he can charge his cell phone or use a printer or blow dryer.... oh wait, he doesn't have only one hair to blow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wants to put on a heavy duty cap with boxes on the outside for his tools and a roller bed so he can roll it out to reach the tools in the back. In his words, "I have to wait for a bit." before he can add these items to this already luxurious vehicle. He is even considering a backup camera so when he backs up to attach the trailer he can see the hitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad says his first road trip is to be determined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you are on the roads in that part of the state, look for a beautiful blue Dodge RAM with a cute man grinning from ear to ear driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6986396216956087276?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6986396216956087276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6986396216956087276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6986396216956087276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6986396216956087276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/dad-has-new-truck.html' title='Dad Has a New Truck!'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SePmO6ilEKI/AAAAAAAADmw/D5aZVipYf-8/s72-c/Dads+truck3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5989634643146545819</id><published>2009-04-11T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:18:31.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarties!</title><content type='html'>I had a nice talk with David today.  He said Brittany isn't the only smartie in the family!  Katelyn is in the top 10 in her class.  Wow!  He thinks she is number 8 but wasn't positive.  That is awesome.  With a 90 average, she will go far.  David is taking her to visit a college near Syracuse.  I'm so proud of my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire has mentioned going back to ACC too.  This is very encouraging.  Her artistic skills are fabulous.  I'd love to see her develop them for God.  There is an awesome site I found that has beautiful picture sketches of Jesus.  It's at &lt;a href="http://picturesofjesus4you.com/"&gt;http://picturesofjesus4you.com/&lt;/a&gt;.  This artist is selling her work on the internet.  I just love the pictures of Jesus laughing with the children.  He is so real and approachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, David and Janine have a full house again.  Josh is home.  Claire and Addison are home.  However, Katelyn will most likely be leaving next year.  David said he loves having Addison around as he makes him laugh.  The sweetness of children, huh?  That is until they learn to talk back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice conversation.  The only thing that would have made it better is if I could have talked with Janine too.  She was working though.  Maybe next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5989634643146545819?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5989634643146545819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5989634643146545819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5989634643146545819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5989634643146545819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/smarties.html' title='Smarties!'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2993444381564732253</id><published>2009-04-09T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:49:09.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad Robison</title><content type='html'>It's Dad R's birthday today.  Wonder what he's doing?  Probably working on wood...or out shopping...or on the computer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up, Dad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2993444381564732253?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2993444381564732253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2993444381564732253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2993444381564732253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2993444381564732253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dad-robison.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad Robison'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4898925957618472548</id><published>2009-04-08T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:02:40.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Brittany</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Brittany is #20 in her class for her grades.  Congratulations, Brittany.  Way to go!  She is only a Sophomore; just think what she might be able to do in two years.  We could have our first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Valedictorian in the Hodges family!  No pressure, Brit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4898925957618472548?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4898925957618472548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4898925957618472548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4898925957618472548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4898925957618472548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/congrats-brittany.html' title='Congrats Brittany'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-5102761235766524527</id><published>2009-04-06T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:55:06.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zack Loves to Sing</title><content type='html'>Zack is quite a singer.  You'll have to listen carefully for his praises.  I wish it was louder but that was as close as I could get.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-367cdb2c44bb6f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00367cdb2c44bb6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330026167%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60BF75E78152E040B25B6A9FD4B064A616710DEA.7328B54464A462238D64DCD0E614D966D8FF9BFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D367cdb2c44bb6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGQv6zoVpQVeGMLklTO3cE9WBsrQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00367cdb2c44bb6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330026167%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60BF75E78152E040B25B6A9FD4B064A616710DEA.7328B54464A462238D64DCD0E614D966D8FF9BFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D367cdb2c44bb6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGQv6zoVpQVeGMLklTO3cE9WBsrQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-5102761235766524527?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=367cdb2c44bb6f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/5102761235766524527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=5102761235766524527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5102761235766524527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/5102761235766524527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/zack-loves-to-sing.html' title='Zack Loves to Sing'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8506528030981859862</id><published>2009-04-04T00:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:46:02.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Were Ten Who Knew Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is another of Mom's poems I found.  This one was hand written and mounted on a thick cardboard and had the edges burned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There Were Ten Who Knew Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There were ten who knew Him&lt;br /&gt;They all had garments of white.&lt;br /&gt;Each had a lamp to trim&lt;br /&gt;Each heard the call in the night.&lt;br /&gt;There were then who knew Him&lt;br /&gt;They all grew weary and dropped off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Each had intended his vigil to keep&lt;br /&gt;Each had a lamp filled to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;But the oil ran dry as the time slowly past&lt;br /&gt;Not nearly enough, it would not last.&lt;br /&gt;Five longed daily for a new taste of wine&lt;br /&gt;Five never could find the time.&lt;br /&gt;The hour drew near for the bridegroom’s return&lt;br /&gt;Oh how the five had hearts that did burn.&lt;br /&gt;While the others worked hard laboring long&lt;br /&gt;Five sat in His presence and grew strong.&lt;br /&gt;Then at last there came the shout&lt;br /&gt;Five were ready with His Spirit were full.&lt;br /&gt;The others had lamps that almost were out&lt;br /&gt;Oh please share your oil with us.&lt;br /&gt;But alas they knew could not be&lt;br /&gt;You must seek Him yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Too late they found out&lt;br /&gt;How important His Spirit must be.&lt;br /&gt;He maketh alive with His Spirit within&lt;br /&gt;A fresh daily touch keeps my cup to the brim&lt;br /&gt;Overflowing with joy at this knowledge of him.&lt;br /&gt;WGH 8/85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8506528030981859862?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8506528030981859862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8506528030981859862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8506528030981859862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8506528030981859862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-were-ten-who-knew-him.html' title='There Were Ten Who Knew Him'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-4945766659953059045</id><published>2009-03-21T16:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:03:54.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Things Matter</title><content type='html'>In case you are wondering if the little things (and not so little) you do for people matter...here's a page from one of Mom's journals from 2002....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The “Favor of God”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let the brake lights go off so I could use the car. 10/14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He gave us dish and two receivers for Angel network&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My lunch paid for by Mom 10/15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S.S. check came 10/16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sue paid for our phone chat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dave is home working on spring 10/17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dave wired the TV so I can use it on porch 10/18-20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12 souls were saved, 15 recommitted themselves to Jesus at the ladies seminar in Jamestown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Giving me my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A home and land in VT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My vehicle paid for in cash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My children and mates all born again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Healthy grandchildren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My car’s brake lights came on – just needed fluid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A stroll with Sue, my neighbor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dave and Josh cut wood for Dad and I (Oct. 29, 2002)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dave closed hole in basement so mice can’t come in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Doughnuts given to me today 10/29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Special card for mother-in-law’s day from Joseph 10/29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad opened car door for me, took me to Scotties for supper after voting; He showed love in listening and doing. 11/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad blessed me all day. We were only inches apart all day. I’m favored and blessed. Thanks, Father. 11/14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rainbow in sky at Cindy’s and no snow, dry roads most of the way home. 12/1/02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They had the cookbook I wanted at Barnes and Noble. The bathrobe I wanted was at BJs. 12/2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad had a nice fish lunch at Weathervane with Mom. 12/2  Chris called, Cindy called, Steve called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Dave Jr. at Price Chopper; it made our day full. 12/1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A blessed day with Dad at home. He worked on couch and I baked and got paint for cabinet. Dad is opening car door for me. 12/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gram paid for my breakfast. 12/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dave Jr. and Josh cut wood for Dad. ½ price Gooseberry Patch books 1/30/3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-4945766659953059045?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/4945766659953059045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=4945766659953059045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4945766659953059045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/4945766659953059045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-things-matter.html' title='Little Things Matter'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-3461565538592653004</id><published>2009-03-19T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:43:19.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad Robison Famous in Ohio Newspaper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/ScI9u5l6npI/AAAAAAAADlE/0O-XdlxzlpI/s1600-h/dadrnewspaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314878386193735314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/ScI9u5l6npI/AAAAAAAADlE/0O-XdlxzlpI/s400/dadrnewspaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Various vendors spring forth for bazaar in Salem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vindy.com/news/2009/mar/14/various-vendors-spring-forth-for-bazaar-in-salem/?newswatch#comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Published: Saturday, March 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://vindy.com/staff/da-wilkinson/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D.a. Wilkinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALEM — Today is the big day at the bazaar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who work or who have children may not have made it Friday to the first day of the Salem Memorial Building Association’s spring bazaar. Dolores Rogucki, supervisor of the building, said it is the 41st annual spring bazaar and the first of three bazaars the association has every year.&lt;br /&gt;“Each one is different,” she said. The spring event will raise about $800 for the association, which is a nonprofit organization. The vendors are in the building’s gym while people can eat upstairs, which will also benefit the association. Rogucki said attendance was about par for the course. “We’re happy with what we have. I think we’ll do well,” she said. Vendors described business as ranging from a little bit slow to very good. The show was also a kickoff for many vendors who will spend the next months setting up at similar shows. And the wares on display catered to men, women and children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Jerry Robison of Cortland was displaying classy pens and tools that were in part made with exotic woods. “They’re all handmade. Ninety percent of the wood is imported,” Robison said.&lt;br /&gt;Each takes 21‚Ñ2 to 31‚Ñ2 hours to make. It was his first year at the Salem bazaar. He normally sets up at events in Trumbull County. Robison said he got into manufacturing the items after he retired and his son suggested he get a hobby. Robison said he had noted a downturn in the economy starting at shows late last fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam Hammell of Salem was making and selling handmade jewelry. She said it was her second time at the show. She makes her own designs that incorporate gold and silver plate wire and beads. Another item was a choker made of tiny glass beads. Kathleen Dice of Hubbard was hand-painting marble eggs. She also regularly decorates lampshades, dishes and vases with her fine art. She said she had been in the business for five years. She regularly sets up at the Hartville Marketplace and Flea Market and said she will soon be exhibiting her wares at a festival at Tower City in Cleveland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Latronica of New Middletown was selling the books everyone can use: books for children and adults. As a mother of three children, she knew the need for a steady supply of books. Instead of having a gathering at her home to sell plastic ware, she has book parties. “The children’s books are the best,” she said. It was the first time she set up at a craft show.&lt;br /&gt;Latronica said, “It’s doing really, really well.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:wilkinson@vindy.com"&gt;wilkinson@vindy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-3461565538592653004?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/3461565538592653004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=3461565538592653004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3461565538592653004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/3461565538592653004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/03/dad-robison-famous-in-ohio-newspaper.html' title='Dad Robison Famous in Ohio Newspaper!'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/ScI9u5l6npI/AAAAAAAADlE/0O-XdlxzlpI/s72-c/dadrnewspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-6589903765988973230</id><published>2009-03-14T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:00:54.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Sarah, Matt, Isaac, and Hailey and Brailey!  Whew!  Busy month for some parents huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank" &gt;&lt;img title="AllieKatzGraphics.com!" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/Happy%20Birthday/hb9.gif"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank" &gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Graphics" border="0" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/logographic.gif"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-6589903765988973230?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/6589903765988973230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=6589903765988973230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6589903765988973230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/6589903765988973230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-birthdays.html' title='Family Birthdays'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/th_logographic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-7172206651513884901</id><published>2009-03-02T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:37:52.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear</title><content type='html'>I had an appointment with an ear doctor today.  She turned me upside down and made my world spin out of control.  Then she sat me back up and spun again except instead of going around, it went up and down.  I did NOT like this as it made me feel like throwing up!  I have to go back in 1-1/2 weeks to have her do some type of therapy where she does it again!  I have vertigo caused from my right ear.  It makes me sick to my stomach and hard to move much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Mike and family are in Myrtle Beach.  I hope they aren't freezing.  I saw that a winter storm is going through the area.  I think I'll call him on his cell phone tomorrow and see how he's doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-7172206651513884901?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/7172206651513884901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=7172206651513884901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7172206651513884901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/7172206651513884901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/03/ear.html' title='Ear'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-2546578488383629568</id><published>2009-02-26T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:01:00.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Made Me Your Help Mate by Winnie Hodges</title><content type='html'>It's been a tough couple of weeks but we are getting through this time with God's peace.  I still want to pick up the phone and call Mom.  I can still talk to her; but I'm not sure I want to hear her talk back!  It's hard enough typing up all her journals.  She had over 50!  I'm learning about what she was really like.  She loved God with all her heart.  She prayed a lot for people I wouldn't have thought of; like countries she heard about on the news or my friends, Tom and Joan when the rain wasn't coming.  She was always reading and studying and listening to the Word.  And when she wasn't doing that, she was singing, praying, talking to her kids on the phone.  She wasn't perfect; she was most definitely prejudiced.  However, she was totally committed to God.  She loved Dad and her family very much.  This is a poem she wrote to and about Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God made me your help mate to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my husband would see Christ in me.                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m sent to pray and be concerned with his needs.                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To care for him daily and help him succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we both work together and set a straight course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our lives will be filled with joy not remourse.                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our goal we will reach and together we’ll stand.                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each day knowing, loving one another was His greatest plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-2546578488383629568?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/2546578488383629568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=2546578488383629568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2546578488383629568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/2546578488383629568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-made-me-your-help-mate-by-winnie.html' title='God Made Me Your Help Mate by Winnie Hodges'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8156318546951254084</id><published>2009-02-25T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:52:07.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 70th Birthday, Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SaV3FqXHPTI/AAAAAAAADfA/Q09LS-XH4OE/s1600-h/Dad+2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306778675080281394" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SaV3FqXHPTI/AAAAAAAADfA/Q09LS-XH4OE/s400/Dad+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Dad turned 70 this past week. He was surrounded by his family on Saturday as they went to the Log Jam in Lake George. Only Sue, Mom, and I couldn't be there because of distance. We were all there in our hearts. I'm sure Mom was pleased with the celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8156318546951254084?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8156318546951254084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8156318546951254084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8156318546951254084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8156318546951254084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-70th-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy 70th Birthday, Dad'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SaV3FqXHPTI/AAAAAAAADfA/Q09LS-XH4OE/s72-c/Dad+2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1950030620938295282</id><published>2009-02-16T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:57:23.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img title="AllieKatzGraphics.com!" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/Happy%20Birthday/hb9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry we missed sending you a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Graphics" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/logographic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1950030620938295282?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1950030620938295282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1950030620938295282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1950030620938295282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1950030620938295282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-mark.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mark'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/th_logographic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-1645949676736679211</id><published>2009-02-15T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:09:37.774-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom Robison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img title="AllieKatzGraphics.com!" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/Happy%20Birthday%202/CuteFriends-h_birthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alliekatzgraphics.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Graphics" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/logographic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-1645949676736679211?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/1645949676736679211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=1645949676736679211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1645949676736679211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/1645949676736679211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-mom-robison.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mom Robison'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m86/kayebear/alliekatz/th_logographic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8608343190992525938</id><published>2009-02-13T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:06:26.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Garment of Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SZWMW2E7ckI/AAAAAAAADdE/BdWxHP9z_vw/s1600-h/Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302298460399825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SZWMW2E7ckI/AAAAAAAADdE/BdWxHP9z_vw/s400/Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put on the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness, lift up your voice to God.&lt;br /&gt;Pray in the Spirit and with understanding. O magnify the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God woke me up with &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=29&amp;amp;chapter=61&amp;amp;verse=3&amp;amp;version=9&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Isaiah 61:3&lt;/a&gt; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom died on February 2nd. I've been crying a lot because I miss her and yet I know exactly where she is and that she is happy. But I'm not. I have a wonderful Mom. We talked a lot. We shared the Word together, cooking, crafting. I'm the oldest of seven and my Dad is still here. There are 25 grandchildren and soon to be 6 greats. I have a huge responsibility to take up where she left off in praying and encouraging them. I never wanted children and now I've got 37!&lt;br /&gt;I've known before she left that I needed to be praying in the Spirit but I couldn't seem to open my mouth except in short bursts and then I'd burst out in tears. I am convinced; however, that praying in tongues will bring back the joy. God has already brought peace and comfort. I'm surrounded by many friends. Unfortunately, my family is all eight hours away. I want to encourage them to praise and pray in the Spirit too. So family, if you are reading this, "sing, Silas, sing!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8608343190992525938?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8608343190992525938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8608343190992525938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8608343190992525938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8608343190992525938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/02/garment-of-praise.html' title='The Garment of Praise'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCwm3BXw-6s/SZWMW2E7ckI/AAAAAAAADdE/BdWxHP9z_vw/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583125662464079035.post-8564273675761568427</id><published>2009-01-31T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:39:15.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friends'/><title type='text'>Remember Your First Best Friend</title><content type='html'>I had a piece of Dove chocolate a while ago that had a wrapper saying, "Remember your first best friend."  I remember her.  She came to visit her Grandma next door when we were 7 years old.  She was the oldest of 6 kids and I was the oldest of 7.  We had fun playing Red Rover, Red Rover, Won't You Come Over, and tag.  We also had some of the same teachers.  I remember walking home with her some times.  She would take me cross country skiing in her woods.  Oooooo the scary hairpin turn at the big tree.  If you didn't catch your arm around the tree, you ended up going off the cliff.  OOOOOO I was soo nervous but it was soo much fun too.  We went snowmobiling together with our friends and ice skating on her pond.  Oh yeah!  Horsebacking riding too.  Sometimes that was a little scary when "Joe" decided he didn't want me on him.  I stayed though.  We went to concerts together in Albany on the van that Mr. Parsons drove.  I slept over at her house a few times.  I was never able to have friends over night but that didn't seem to bother her.  We had parties at her house and other friends houses.  She played clarinet and I played saxophone in the band together.  We were in each others weddings and now I'm godmother to her only daughter.  Yes, I remember my first best friend.  She is still my bestest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember your first best friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583125662464079035-8564273675761568427?l=kcrobison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/feeds/8564273675761568427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583125662464079035&amp;postID=8564273675761568427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8564273675761568427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583125662464079035/posts/default/8564273675761568427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcrobison.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-your-first-best-friend.html' title='Remember Your First Best Friend'/><author><name>Lightbringer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11460237419540226800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
