<?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-17506952</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:03:47.845-08:00</updated><category term='No regrets'/><category term='ENJOY LIFE'/><category term='the potter and the clay'/><category term='Following God&apos;s path'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Gods Word'/><category term='living life to it&apos;s fullest'/><category term='God'/><category term='grace'/><category term='GIFT'/><category term='meaning'/><category term='serving the Lord'/><category term='stepping out'/><category term='faith'/><category term='heart'/><category term='devotions'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Wax Light'/><category term='patience'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='busy'/><category term='Perspective'/><category term='the motions'/><category term='spiritual cleaning'/><category term='the Lord'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Finding Joy in the Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-4360384390719334782</id><published>2009-09-07T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:32:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Moved!</title><content type='html'>I have moved to: &lt;a href="http://celestebarnard.wordpress.com"&gt;http://celestebarnard.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit me there! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-4360384390719334782?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/4360384390719334782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=4360384390719334782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/4360384390719334782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/4360384390719334782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve Moved!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-8774562948920528109</id><published>2009-09-05T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:13:22.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stepping out'/><title type='text'>Time To Clean That Fish Bowl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;current=beta.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/beta.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to clean my beta fish today. If you know anything about Beta fish, they are very resilient. I am amazed at how long this little fishy has lived. I have to admit (please don't call the SPCA on me) there have been times when we went out of town and no one fed or checked on fishy.Every time we would get home I would just pray he would be alive so I could feed him! &lt;br /&gt;I was noticing today as I changed his extremely dirty little bowl his fear to get scooped up. Now, I tried to imagine if it was me, and I was going about my day like every other day and a big scooper just appeared in my house. I might be a little freaked out. So I stuck his greenish muddled bowl next to the bigger, cleaner bowl. He still wouldn't let me scoop him! Doesn't he see I only have the best intentions for him? Doesn't he realize that I have something better for him?! &lt;br /&gt;And so it is with us. We are Gods kids. He has something better for us. He wants us to allow Him to scoop us up and put us in a better place, but fear holds us back. We are so plagued by..what if it doesn't work out, what if I don't like change..what if..what if... And we choose to live in our safe (although sometimes dirty) little world.&lt;br /&gt;I want to challenge you today: Next time you find yourself fearing that change that is about to take place, the unknown- Remind yourself of this: If it doesn't work out, you are a better person for trying and if it does...aren't you glad?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you. (Isaiah 41:13)&lt;br /&gt;ps. Fishy is much happier now in his big clean bowl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-8774562948920528109?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/8774562948920528109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=8774562948920528109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/8774562948920528109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/8774562948920528109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-clean-that-fish-bowl.html' title='Time To Clean That Fish Bowl!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-5433747293031756927</id><published>2009-08-25T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:37:02.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living life to it&apos;s fullest'/><title type='text'>No Regrets</title><content type='html'>No Regrets&lt;br /&gt;August21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it interesting, from our earliest of memories we start in diapers and although we probably don’t want to think about it, some of us will end up in diapers. In the beginning we are taught to walk and talk, but in the end we loose our ability to walk and talk. Now stick with me here. I’ve heard it said before that it doesn’t matter how you start, it’s how well you finish. And while I agree with that statement, I also want to challenge it a little bit here. What about the middle? What about the day-to-day, everyday, exactly where you are right now. Let’s face it people, we are definitely not at the beginning stages of our life and we are definitely not in the end. See, we are in the middle right now. And how we live our life in this middle affects everything. We can’t go back when our kids are all grown up and say I wish I had done more with you, I wish I had talked to you more. When we’ve been married for 40 + years we can’t go back and say I really wish I hadn’t nagged so much and tore my husband down. I wish I had relaxed and enjoyed him more. We can’t turn the clock and say If only I had followed that dream God put in my heart and not let the fear of failure get in the way. If only … if only …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, God’s been dealing with me on living my life with no regrets. I have a list. I know the things He has placed in my heart. They are much bigger than me. I will not give up. I will stay the coarse set before me. Will I miss the mark sometimes? Sure. Thank you Lord for Your grace! I get knocked down, but I get back up again. One of my favorite quotes is “Being challenged in life is inevitable, being defeated is optional” by Roger Crawford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell my kids never give up- never. And when my time is done here on this earth, I hope that I will have lived a truly authentic life, true to myself and true to those around me. I hope my kids can look at my life and see that I have truly lived this life that God has given me to the fullest. I think of all the people that inspire me. I think of the 91 year old triathlete, Mary Stroebe who is doing her 12th triathlon! I think of my bike friend who is 61 years old. His goal is to ride his bike at least 30 miles a day to stay active. He told me he is saddened by all the 60 somethings in the obituary. He has dreams to travel the world and ride his bike and go on a cruise and learn about foods and chocolates and wines. I look at these people and think, wow- if you can do it, why can’t I?! I want my kids to see my life and know that I lived in the moment and to the fullest. See, I can’t get yesterday back, so I better live my life today as though it were a gift, because it is. This was confirmed to me by Master Oogway in the blockbuster hit Kung Fu Panda when he said, “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present.” We are given no promises of tomorrow, so I better make my today count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did my first triathlon last week. To some it may be small, but to me it was one of my many dreams. If you have something like that on your heart, DO IT. If you have let too many weeks and months get between you and a family member, you be the one to make the call. If there is someone in your life that has hurt you, let them go. Forgive. Let it go. Be free in Jesus name to live your life. If there’s a mission’s trip that has been burning inside of you, start making plans to go. What about that book you’ve always wanted to write? Just start it. You have to start somewhere. If you feel like God has called you to speak but are so afraid, look into those public speaking classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:4 (NIV) Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says in Philippians 3:14, “I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.” To have goals in life for God, to have personal goals, to have dreams to believe in, to have a vision to serve God, to be determined to see it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whatever God has placed on your heart, write it out (No matter how long it takes to get there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:18 (KJV)- Where there is no vision, the people perish&lt;br /&gt;If this blog has done anything, I hope it has encouraged you to live a life of No Regrets! No regrets with yourself, with your family, with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end with this song by 33Miles called One Life To love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ONE LIFE TO LOVE&lt;br /&gt;      by 33 Miles&lt;br /&gt;      He never thought he cared so much about the minute hand&lt;br /&gt;      Until he started praying for a second chance&lt;br /&gt;      If he could only do it all again&lt;br /&gt;      And trade the long nights that he spent behind his desk&lt;br /&gt;      For all he missed&lt;br /&gt;      He tells his wife I wish that this moment in this room&lt;br /&gt;      Was not me dying but just spending a little time with you&lt;br /&gt;      CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;      You only get just one time around, you only get one shot at this&lt;br /&gt;      One chance to find out the one thing that you don’t wanna miss&lt;br /&gt;      One day when it’s all said and done I hope you see that it was enough&lt;br /&gt;      This one ride, one try, one life to love&lt;br /&gt;      She never thought she cared so much about those little hands&lt;br /&gt;      That held on tight the day she left till she was scared to death&lt;br /&gt;      Sitting all alone on a hotel bed, the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;      The sun has set on her big plans to feel young again&lt;br /&gt;      She picks up the phone, dials a number, hears that little voice&lt;br /&gt;      That’s haunted every single mile since she made that choice&lt;br /&gt;      You only get just one time around, you only get one shot at this&lt;br /&gt;      One chance to find out the one thing that you don’t wanna miss&lt;br /&gt;      One day when it’s all said and done I hope you see that it was enough&lt;br /&gt;      This one ride, one try, one life to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to survive, I want to live! * WALL-E * 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For their full interview about this song go to: http://www.ccmmagazine.com/just_for_you/story_behind_the_song/11581812/&lt;br /&gt;-It’s really powerful.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-5433747293031756927?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/5433747293031756927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=5433747293031756927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/5433747293031756927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/5433747293031756927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-regrets.html' title='No Regrets'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-7249274647884571071</id><published>2009-08-10T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:07:00.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Seen the Light!</title><content type='html'>I went into my garage the other day to get into our other fridge and realized the light had burnt out in the garage. It was pitch dark. I couldn't see anything. Well, except a small amount of light coming in through the corners of the door leading to the outside. Even though it was only a tiny bit of light,it was, nonetheless, light! I made my way to the fridge by focusing on the light. Without it, it would have been very easy to stumble on something. &lt;br /&gt;The Bible says in 1 John 1:5 God is light and in John 12:46 Jesus says, "I am the light". Also we read in Psalms 27:1 The Lord is my light. &lt;br /&gt;There are going to be times in this life when all seems dark around you, and your not quite sure how to navigate through the darkness. I encourage you to look toward the light. Keep your eyes on Him, and, as it says in Psalms 18:28 (NASB)- For You light my lamp; The LORD my God illumines my darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Trust Him today to bring light in a dark place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 2:9 (New International Version) &lt;br /&gt;But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-7249274647884571071?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/7249274647884571071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=7249274647884571071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/7249274647884571071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/7249274647884571071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-seen-light.html' title='I Have Seen the Light!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-2584691160454088268</id><published>2009-07-23T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:49:36.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serving the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Even If No One's Watching</title><content type='html'>I went for a run this morning before it got too hot. I know this might sound silly to some, but when I'm running- whether it's on the track at the gym or outside, I imagine that the people are watching me. It's like they're my audience and I don't want to let them down. Whenever I think of stopping I say to myself, must keep going. This morning was an unusually quiet morning. Not too much traffic, the sidewalks were quiet. I heard the Lord in His still small voice as He spoke to my heart. Would you do it even if no one was watching? Well of course Lord! It's You and me, and together we can do anything! Then I heard it again. Would you serve me even if no one was watching. Would you continue to pray to me even if you didn't hear anything. Even in the dry times. Would you still love and live for Me? If you weren't in the limelight and no one knew who you were, would you still live for Me? If no one ever read your blogs, and your gifts stopped for a time, would you still love Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I say today- even if no one was watching, my life is yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:4 Delight yourself in the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       and he will give you the desires of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 22:42 “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-2584691160454088268?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/2584691160454088268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=2584691160454088268' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/2584691160454088268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/2584691160454088268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/07/even-if-no-ones-watching.html' title='Even If No One&apos;s Watching'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-53359850551558958</id><published>2009-07-21T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:38:52.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Fill Er' Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;current=gas.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/gas.jpg" border="0" alt="gas"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like a car with high gas mileage. God is the gas. We need to fill up- alot! If you start running on fumes, I encourage you to head to the nearest gas station, immediately! And the great thing is- It's all free! No waiting,no lines, no fee. That's right, no cost to pull your little car over into God's 'Shell'! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-53359850551558958?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/53359850551558958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=53359850551558958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/53359850551558958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/53359850551558958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/07/fill-er-up.html' title='Fill Er&apos; Up'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-5256509977219785890</id><published>2009-07-06T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:54:14.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>People Who Leave Footprints On Our Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;current=Footprints.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/Footprints.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 Isn't it funny how the thought of a certain time period in our lives brings back memories of people. I think back to my time in Palm Springs and I'm quickly reminded of my old roommates. I often wonder what ever happened to them. I also think about the small group of people who led me to the Lord and discipled me. I often wonder if they realize the huge impact they made in my life because of the time they invested in me.&lt;br /&gt;          I'm sure if you went back to your High School years or your college days, there are people that just come to mind. Unfortunately, there are also people, who, instead of leaving footprints, have more like, trampled on your heart! And perhaps there are people that it just hurts to think about- either we hurt them or they hurt us. Those are the ones that we really don't want to dwell on too much.&lt;br /&gt;          I think sometimes, when we're in the moment, just living our day to day lives, we're not thinking about who's in our circle and how we will look back at these years. Or flip the coin. Who in our circle will look back in about ten years and you will come to their mind. You see, in our day to day living, we need to live on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;          Those coffee trips with a girlfriend, those girls nights, those women retreats where you spend half the weekend bawling with girlfriends. Those phone calls you've made even when the last thing you felt like doing was talking on the phone, the funny card you sent to lift someones spirits. All of these things will go into the scrapbook of our hearts as the years pass, and we say, "remember when?". &lt;br /&gt;          Even as I write this, I am sure there are people leaving footprints on your heart and likewise you are touching lives, making memories. Leaving your own prints on what is now the present and will someday be the past.&lt;br /&gt;          In this season of your life I encourage you to live on purpose- And yes, footprints will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 Thess. 5:11 Therefore comfort one another and edify one another , just as you also are doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-5256509977219785890?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/5256509977219785890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=5256509977219785890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/5256509977219785890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/5256509977219785890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-who-leave-footprints-on-our.html' title='People Who Leave Footprints On Our Hearts'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-2190103571701141822</id><published>2009-05-15T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:14:42.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>The Gift Of Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/grace" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff98/metztli_night_goddess/GRACE.gif" border="0" alt="GRACE Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever noticed, as women, how easily it is to judge other women? "Well, if she would just discipline her kid!" "If she was just home more, if she would just get out more.." "Why does she over schedule her kids so much?" "She spends way too much time working." "Her house is always a mess"....&lt;br /&gt;We all do it. We don't even realize it. But the other side of the coin is just as painful. As moms, if we were truly honest to ourselves, we mess up...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. We really don't need anyone to point it out. We (for the most part) are fully aware of our inadequacies.&lt;br /&gt;If I might be so bold as to say, what if we gave &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the gift of grace&lt;/span&gt; today? What if we believed the best in others and we were not so quick to judge?&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when a see a mom being so flustered and rushed, being quick and to the point with others. And  I think to myself, "Well, you should have planned better and maybe gotten up earlier!" Until that mom is me. Ouch. Or what about when I see a mom appease a child with a toy or a treat to keep them quiet in the store. Our thoughts might be, "Get a backbone lady!" Until it is us in the store doing just the same. Grace......&lt;br /&gt;It's very easy to give a quick 30 second judgment about a mom. Especially those moms that seem really hard or cold. We think to ourselves, "Wow, they must really think they have it all together!"&lt;br /&gt;What if we had a paradigm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;shift in our thinking&lt;/span&gt;? You know, changing the way we view others and think about them? You see, until we've walked in some one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; shoes, we'll never really know, will we? We'll never know why people do the things they do. We'll never know if someones husband has been unfaithful or walked out on them. We'll never know if that girl who seems to have it all together is so lonely and hungry for friendship. We'll never know if that lady who just sped past us on expressway wishes she could just drive off a cliff because she just lost a child. What about the one with the wild children in Target? And we think she should just skip Target altogether! It's probably not easy for that woman to face Target either. You just might come to find out she's a single mom who is doing the best that she can. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I ask you- as a mom and a woman that is doing the best that I can- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can we offer the gift of grace today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being quick to judge, gossiping, or tearing each other down, what if we could offer understanding and unconditional love? Wow, now that just might give Jesus something to work with. Even if, in our own eyes, they don't deserve it. I am so glad I don't get what I deserve! How many times has Jesus given us something because we deserved it? Do we have to earn a His love first? No.&lt;br /&gt;You see, Jesus believes the best in us. Even when we don't see it in ourselves. What kind of world would this be if we, as women, would offer this gift of grace to one another? The gift of a smile, the gift of acceptance. And then freely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; it from others?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of eating our own, how about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;restore, nurture, and love&lt;/span&gt;? Go ahead, give that gift of grace freely, and then people will know that you are truly His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="versiontext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nasb.scripturetext.com/psalms/84.htm"&gt;New American Standard Bible&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lockman.org/"&gt;(©1995)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Psalms 84:11&lt;br /&gt;For the LORD God is a sun and shield; The LORD gives grace and glory; No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;James 4:6 (New International Version)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30328" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;But he gives us more grace. That is why Scripture says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   "God opposes the proud&lt;br /&gt;     but gives grace to the humble."&lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-30328a&amp;quot;" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=James+4:6#fen-NIV-30328a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/187/B141132C6D08B302E9DDE2B05B2C34F5.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-2190103571701141822?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/2190103571701141822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=2190103571701141822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/2190103571701141822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/2190103571701141822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/05/gift-of-grace.html' title='The Gift Of Grace'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-7503607992769914473</id><published>2009-05-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:38:25.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Workin the Temple- Idolatry or Worship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;amp;current=running.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/running.jpg" alt="running" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Growing up in a very dysfunctional home- I did nothing to glorify God. Had not heard of Him. Obviously, did not know Him. I definitely didn't do anything to glorify God with my body. In those younger years of my life, my body was nothing more than a tool. A tool to lure and control. To give me power or remain powerless.&lt;br /&gt;          As I walk this crazy, fun, sometimes chaotic life with Jesus, I am truly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanting to glorify Him&lt;/span&gt; with all I say and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Cor. 6:19-20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28471" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28472" class="versenum" value="20"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           I have to tell you, I have always enjoyed working out. My dad got me my first weight bench when I was 16 years old. And I use to run in High School. Whenever things got too much at home,  I felt like I could run a million miles. And fast too! But the weight of the world was too much to bear, and having a mom who did not believe in me took it's toll. I did not pursue anything more and stopped running.&lt;br /&gt;            Then, I got married and had children. Three of them. And working out was no longer a priority in my life. It just didn't seem to fit anywhere. But now, it seems as though I am in a new faze in my life. My kids are getting bigger, and two are in school.&lt;br /&gt;           I have been exercising regularly for a few years now and it's just become a habit. I am not one of those super buff people with bulging muscles. No, I am a regular mom just like you. I, like most of you, have my good weeks and I have my not so good weeks.&lt;br /&gt;          So my question to you is, can you workout without making it similar to 'idol' worship? What do I mean? Without making it a priority over the Lord. Do I workout more than I spend time with the Lord? I always have to keep this in check. The good news is that if I ever get off balance, the Lord is gracious, and quick to bring me back to Him. He knows that I know that I can't make it without Him. I can't do anything good apart from Him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is my everything&lt;/span&gt;, my confidence, my words..my everything.&lt;br /&gt;          At the beginning of this year, the Lord showed me that this was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;year of dreams&lt;/span&gt;. But not just dreaming those dreams, but some of those dreams becoming a reality. Already, He has showed me how great He is. I was able to speak at the youth group for the first time in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; many&lt;/span&gt; years, I lead a Lisa Bevere Bible Study and now I have signed up for my first triathlon. All of these have been a faith walk with Him. A trust in Him. Who He is and what He says He will do.&lt;br /&gt;Is it okay to pray for great workouts and runs? Absolutely! Is it okay to incorporate my workout as a worship unto the Lord. I think so. When I run and I can also be praying for people, listening to uplifting songs.&lt;br /&gt;       See, for too many years this body was not giving any glory the the Lord. I have decided that all I do, I will do not unto a man- but unto the Lord Jesus Christ. I want to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take care of this temple&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because it's not just mine anymore&lt;/span&gt;. Gods Holy Spirit resides within me. And I definitely want to have the strength and energy to play with my kids and someday- my grandkids! I want to take care of this body and treat it right. I plan on being around for a long time and truly enjoying this journey!&lt;br /&gt;               If I'm running and start to think I can't- That's when I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;give the Lord all the glory&lt;/span&gt;, because I know that through me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He can&lt;/span&gt;!! And on August 2nd , when I cross over that finish line, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to Him be ALL the glory!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after you've exercised those spiritual muscles, why not give those physical muscles a try too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is. 40:31 but those who hope in the LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;       will renew their strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;       They will soar on wings like eagles;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;       they will run and not grow weary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;       they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="navigation"&gt; &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Colossians 3:23 (New International Version)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-29525" class="versenum" value="23"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-7503607992769914473?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/7503607992769914473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=7503607992769914473' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/7503607992769914473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/7503607992769914473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/05/workin-temple-idolatry-or-worship.html' title='Workin the Temple- Idolatry or Worship?'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-992370362998710305</id><published>2009-04-05T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:00:00.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gods Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Reading God's Word- A Lost Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bible" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss174/Nospin_Christianzone/pinkbible-1.gif" alt="Sma Bible Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was 20 years old when I first got saved. Living on my own in Palm Springs, CA. Before giving my life over to Jesus, I had lived a very fast life. I had tried most everything out there to make me happy and give me purpose. Yet, before Christ, I was very empty on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;I remember my first year as a Christian. I would set the alarm for like 5am, make a big pot of coffee and just read Gods Word for hours. I devoured it. I remember sitting by the swimming pool in the summer and having my Bible with me, just reading and soaking up God's Word. See, there was change- big change, happening in my life. And much of that change was because of God's Word. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"The word of God is living and active.   Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing   soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and   attitudes of the heart." (Hebrews 4:12.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See, after I gave my life to Jesus, my mind needed lots of renewing! &lt;b&gt;"And do not be conformed to this world, but be     transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may     prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of     God." (Romans 12:2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so fast forward. Fifteen years have passed- Bible college in Texas, got married and 3 kids and 1 dog later. I find myself going back to the basics. I find myself hungry for more of Jesus. I want more- more intimacy, more of His presence. To know Him even more. And the cool thing is, is that He desires to meet with us even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than our desire to meet with Him.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a great way to grow in our walk with Him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Read His Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Start to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;memorize and meditate on scriptures&lt;/span&gt; that apply to your life and jump out at you&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray scriptures &lt;/span&gt;over yourself and loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some simple things I have done to help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I bought the cutest little journal from Micheals and I found it in the $1.00 bin! I call it my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'scripture only' journal&lt;/span&gt; and write my favorite scriptures and one's I'm wanting to memorize. I keep it in my purse and even if I'm just sitting while I'm waiting to pick the kids up from school, I can easily flip it open to meditate over a scripture. I try and add to it daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Year Bible&lt;/span&gt;. Some people don't know where to start, or what book in the Bible tot read next. Or they just totally skip the Old Testament and read the New Testament only. I love the 1 year Bibles because I get in my Old Testament and New Testament and Proverbs and Psalms! And most of these Bibles go by date, so it helps you stay on track .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Before I read I will say a prayer and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ask the Lord to open&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my eyes &lt;/span&gt;and give me revelation and speak to me through His Word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Results?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A renewed mind, you can know God more intimately, power that comes from knowing His Word, and a changed life! Pretty good results, huh?! And if that's not enough, sometimes the Lord will give me a scripture for someone else. And often times I will get a Word that I really needed to hear that ministers to me right where I'm at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew 24:35 (NIV) &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colossians 3:16 (NIV&lt;/span&gt;) Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 119:11 (NIV) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p face="verdana" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-15910" class="versenum" value="11"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; I have hidden your word in my heart&lt;br /&gt;   that I might not sin against you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deuteronomy 11:18a (NIV) Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gods Word is powerful and life changing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enjoy the journey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-992370362998710305?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/992370362998710305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=992370362998710305' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/992370362998710305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/992370362998710305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/04/reading-gods-word-lost-art.html' title='Reading God&apos;s Word- A Lost Art'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-6550442684804240216</id><published>2009-04-04T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:59:37.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How's the Weather?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;amp;current=snowimages.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/snowimages.jpg" border="0" alt="snow" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people really do not like small talk. You know, things like...how's the weather? But what's so interesting is that we all have an opinion of ..the weather! Too hot, too humid, too rainy, to snowy, not enough snow, if only Spring were here, can't wait for summer, etc, etc. Here in Colorado I think there's a common frustration. The frustration is that the weather people keep telling us 'the big one' is coming and either it lasted 10 seconds, or just never arrived! This weekend was suppose to be 'the big one'. Prom was canceled, several Easter events, and soccer games. Which of course, since the Easter hunts and soccer games are outside- that was a good choice. But I awoke with anticipation in my heart. It was suppose to start snowing after midnight, so I assumed the streets would be covered. But, to my hearts unpleasant surprise- just drippy, dreary rain. We can't really sled in that stuff, you know. And the day went on as we knew it. Playdate for Noah, tutor for Hope, grocery store, and LOTS of laundry. And all day, it's been wet snow. Now, don't get me wrong- I love days like these. But there's something about when your heart is expectant, like a small child with big eyes opening his or her present. That child is expecting something. And if he or she received something that they either already had or didn't want- well, there might be some disappointment  there. It's all about expectations. And I was expecting a lot of snow.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I love God so much. When we come to him with our expectations, and await for Him like a little child- He will never disappoint. He is always there, and has good things for us. We can come to Him hungry and thirsty and walk away filled up.&lt;br /&gt;So when the world sometimes leaves you disappointed, when your expectations have not been met, do not fear or fret. For God is very near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...How's the weather? &lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;amp;current=happyface.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/happyface.jpg" border="0" alt="happy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 34:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; NKJV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-6550442684804240216?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/6550442684804240216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=6550442684804240216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/6550442684804240216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/6550442684804240216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/04/hows-weather.html' title='How&apos;s the Weather?'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-1459229543486939803</id><published>2009-03-21T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:51:26.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Heart Clutter</title><content type='html'>I've been cleaning stuff out lately. Purging things out of my life that are just taking up unnecessary space. If we have too much clutter in our life it actually takes away from our life instead of adding to it. And it's not the big items- Like I have 14 couches or 8 beds.No. It's the little things. The more I get rid of, the more free I become. Papers, clothes I don't wear anymore, extra toys, games, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="chapter-num" id="v58012001-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:1 &lt;/span&gt;Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aside every weight&lt;/span&gt;, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying aside the weights that easily entangle me....&lt;br /&gt;How many of us can say I've got the real big sins like, "I just can't stop robbing banks or I keep stealing cars, or..well, you get the picture. God showed me that we all have 'some' clutter in our hearts. And that we need to go through and start asking Gods help to 'purge' some things.&lt;br /&gt;If we want to do great things for God, if we are desiring to hear His voice, if we want Him to use us, then we've got to get real honest. What is the heart clutter that is holding you back from being all that God has called you to be?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched a show from TLC's Clean Sweep or a special on hoarders? These are people who keep everything. It just started with a little clutter. Really, at first, no one even saw a problem. These people just continued to function (or somewhat function). But then, they collected more and more clutter without doing an evaluation on what they were taking in. And pretty soon they couldn't function anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm asking that God does an evaluation of the clutter in your heart. It's time to take inventory.&lt;br /&gt;Let me just tell you how good it feels to go through my house room by room and get rid of things that I really don't need. It feels like my burden is lifted, my load is lighter. I only want to try and keep things around that contribute to the life that I want to live.&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean everything is perfect now? No. I'll be cleaning out the clutter for as long as I live! Why? Because my life is always changing. And so it goes with our hearts. There might be some clutter that Gods dealing with that we just need to get rid of. But it does not stop there. We need to daily ask God to take inventory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nkjv/Psalm%2019.12-14"&gt;Psalm 19:12-14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 How can I know all the sins lurking in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;     Cleanse me from these hidden faults.&lt;br /&gt;13 Keep your servant from deliberate sins!&lt;br /&gt;     Don't let them control me.&lt;br /&gt;  Then I will be free of guilt&lt;br /&gt;     and innocent of great sin.&lt;br /&gt;14 May the words of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;     and the meditation of my heart&lt;br /&gt;  be pleasing to you,&lt;br /&gt;     O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be the beginning of your Spring Cleaning! :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-1459229543486939803?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/1459229543486939803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=1459229543486939803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/1459229543486939803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/1459229543486939803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/03/heart-cluttter.html' title='Heart Clutter'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-5530400582189552587</id><published>2009-03-10T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:49:15.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the motions'/><title type='text'>I Don't Want To Go Through The Motions</title><content type='html'>This song has inspired me and challenged me. If you've never heard it, you really should look it up on ITunes. This is my hearts cry. I'm tired of going through the motions of life, I want God to come in and rock my world, I want change and I want to see change happen in the lives of others. It's not me anymore- But it's Christ who lives in me. My favorite line in the song: 'What If I had Given Everything?" Instead of going through the motions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Matthew West 'The Motions'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might hurt&lt;br /&gt;It’s not safe&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I’ve gotta make a change&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;If I break&lt;br /&gt;At least I’ll be feeling something&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause just ok&lt;br /&gt;Is not enough&lt;br /&gt;Help me fight through the nothingness of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna go one more day&lt;br /&gt;Without Your all consuming passion inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna spend my whole life asking&lt;br /&gt;What if I had given everything?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going through the motions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets&lt;br /&gt;Not this time&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna let my heart defeat my mind&lt;br /&gt;Let Your love&lt;br /&gt;Make me whole&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m finally feeling something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me all the way&lt;br /&gt;Take me all the way&lt;br /&gt;Take me all the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-5530400582189552587?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/5530400582189552587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=5530400582189552587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/5530400582189552587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/5530400582189552587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-want-to-go-through-motions.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want To Go Through The Motions'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-891709163198121813</id><published>2009-03-07T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T07:48:39.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Following God&apos;s path'/><title type='text'>What's Your Mailbox?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;current=Granite-mailbox-post-top.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/Granite-mailbox-post-top.jpg" border="0" alt="mailbox"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was walking my dog Latte' the other day. It's funny, he had already peed on our mailbox- But he continued to lift his leg at every mailbox we walked by! Sometimes he would lift his leg (with no pee coming out) and other times its as if he was just needing to sniff it out! He had trouble just walking by the mailbox so we could get a good walk in. &lt;br /&gt;The Lord spoke to me during this time and said, "What's your mailbox?" Huh?! "What are the things that distract your 'walk' in life?" Oh, I get it Lord. What are the things that pull me away from walking the 'straight and narrow'? &lt;br /&gt;For some, I suppose it could be television- that could be a distraction for sure. For me, it could be things like shopping, time wasters (on the computer too much). Even the other day I was in Nordstrom Rack and I hit the shoe section 'just to look' and I said to myself, this is my mailbox!! &lt;br /&gt;James 1:14 But each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed.&lt;br /&gt;Am I saying shoes are evil?!! Absolutely not! (Quite the opposite) But for me, it was a temptation because I knew it would be an impulse buy, and I knew I didn't need them.&lt;br /&gt;With Latte' (my dog), If we are going to get anywhere I have to say "Ahh Ahh Ahh" firmly and tug on his leash a bit, and then keep walking.  Ever since I've had this analogy in my head I catch myself saying, "Ahh Ahh Ahh"and then walking away.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to ask you today...What is your mailbox? What is it that pulls you, tempts you, but you know it's not the best for you right now? Listen, when you find yourself in that situation, you just might hear the Holy Spirit saying, "Ahh Ahh Ahh"and tugging on you to keep walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 4:25-27&lt;br /&gt;25- Let your eyes look straight ahead, fix your gaze directly before you &lt;br /&gt;26- Make level paths for your feet and take only ways that are firm&lt;br /&gt;27- Do not swerve to the right or left; Keep your foot from evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: Sometimes it's going to take us a lot longer to get where God's trying to take us if we keep stopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-891709163198121813?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/891709163198121813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=891709163198121813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/891709163198121813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/891709163198121813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-your-mailbox.html' title='What&apos;s Your Mailbox?'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-8419669575841707619</id><published>2009-02-18T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:52:02.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>My Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/stressed%20mom" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i723.photobucket.com/albums/ww234/unioncountymoms/Misc%20for%20home%20pages/11949846712061059900busy_mom_with_c.png" border="0" alt="stressed mom Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel overwhelmed in life? Do you sometimes wonder how you're going to keep all those balls juggling in the air? And if you drop a ball- well, it won't be pretty. There are so many pressures for us as moms. Usually, we are the ones that keep up with the homework schedules, lessons, practices, games, lunches, meals, activities, cleaning the house, volunteering at our child's school, being balanced- not to mention those actively involved in ministry and some of us top it off with a little part time job- And have I mentioned if we dare try and pursue something like..oh, I don't know..a hobby or exercising!! Okay, I'm already tired!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus promises in His Word that He will never give us more than we can handle. Now, if we've taken on too much, we can't blame Jesus for that one!&lt;br /&gt;Today, my prayer for you is that you would stop before your schedule even starts, and ask the Lord for peace instead of stress, Strength instead of fear. And invite the Holy Spirit to give you what you need to do this day. And sometimes, we just be need to lower our expectations from our 'to-do' list. &lt;br /&gt;The Lord knows what you have to do and doesn't expect you to carry it alone. He is with you. Ask Him to help you order your day, to give you joy in the mundane 'daileys' of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 16:5-11 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup;&lt;br /&gt;       you have made my lot secure.&lt;br /&gt; 6 The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;&lt;br /&gt;       surely I have a delightful inheritance.&lt;br /&gt; 7 I will praise the LORD, who counsels me;&lt;br /&gt;       even at night my heart instructs me.&lt;br /&gt; 8 I have set the LORD always before me.&lt;br /&gt;       Because he is at my right hand,&lt;br /&gt;       I will not be shaken.&lt;br /&gt; 9 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;&lt;br /&gt;       my body also will rest secure,&lt;br /&gt; 10 because you will not abandon me to the grave, &lt;br /&gt;       nor will you let your Holy One see decay.&lt;br /&gt; 11 You have made known to me the path of life;&lt;br /&gt;       you will fill me with joy in your presence,&lt;br /&gt;       with eternal pleasures at your right hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-8419669575841707619?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/8419669575841707619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=8419669575841707619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/8419669575841707619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/8419669575841707619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-busy-day.html' title='My Busy Day'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i723.photobucket.com/albums/ww234/unioncountymoms/Misc%20for%20home%20pages/th_11949846712061059900busy_mom_with_c.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-1920158832439627596</id><published>2009-02-12T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:26:04.497-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wax Light'/><title type='text'>Help! I'm Covered In Wax!</title><content type='html'>I was trying to light this candle the other day, and it would not light! It wasn't at the end, either.(You know where the wick meets the metal) This candle was still fairly new. The Lord showed me that the wax had built up and wouldn't allow the fire to burn. And that in my own walk with Him I had allowed some wax to build up in certain areas. And with that wax there, I was not able to fully fulfill the purposes that God has for me. You see the wicks purpose is to burn- but it couldn't fulfill that purpose by being covered in wax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of wax: A plastic, dull, yellow substance secreted by bees for building cells; beeswax; It is hard when cold and easily molded when warm- Used for candles, modeling, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love this definition of wax. Let me tell you why! It is hard when cold and easily molded when warm. Huh. Kind of like our hearts, huh?! When we are cold towards the things of God, we are not easily molded. But when we are warm..or even hot- watch out world because it's then, and only then that the Lord can shape us and mold us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 97:5&lt;br /&gt;The mountains melt like wax before the Presence of the Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the thing, we don't ever want to get legalistic about our walk with the Lord. Everyone has been called to walk their own 'walk'. So what is it today that's causing your wick to be covered by wax? Whats stopping you from burning bright for the Lord Jesus Christ? For some, you might just need to get back into reading the Word and letting the Lord change you through His Word. For others, you need to put Him first in your life again- and start setting aside some time in your week where you just turn on the praise and worship and sing a new song to Him. As we do these daily disciplines in our life, not out of obligation, but out out of a love for Him- We will notice (and others will notice too!) there's a light burning on the inside that can't help but shine out! &lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;current=candle_wallpaper_candle_1008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/candle_wallpaper_candle_1008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; MATTHEW 5:16 "Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-1920158832439627596?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/1920158832439627596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=1920158832439627596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/1920158832439627596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/1920158832439627596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/02/oops-sorry-my-lights-been-covered-in.html' title='Help! I&apos;m Covered In Wax!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-1172852429214204589</id><published>2009-01-14T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:21:30.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the potter and the clay'/><title type='text'>He is the Potter, I am the Clay</title><content type='html'>                Isaiah 64:8 Yet Oh Lord, You are our Father&lt;br /&gt;         We are the clay, You are the Potter. We are all the work of Your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading through Jeremiah and the Lord has been speaking to me on the story of the potter and the clay. In Romans 9:19b the scripture reads "For who resists Gods will? (v20) But who are you O man to talk back to God? Shall what is formed say to Him who formed it, 'Why did you make me like this?' Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for noble purposes and some for common use?&lt;br /&gt;The clay is still made today the way it was back in the days of old. There is still the potter, the clay and the wheel. The potter uses the foot pedal (treadle) to make the wheel turn and control its speeds. He fashions the clay by his own hands. In Jeremiah 18 the Lord tells Jeremiah to go down to the Potters house and he will speak to him there.  So he went to the potters house (chapter 18 v3) and he saw the potter working at his wheel.  Jeremiah saw the clay being shaped and molded into a vessel. Here we see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first lesson&lt;/span&gt; that Jeremiah learned- God is the Potter and we are the clay, being made into a vessel for His purposes.&lt;br /&gt;What's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; thing Jeremiah noticed? If there were any imperfections in the clay, the potter would crush the clay down into a lump and begin again making it into a vessel. How many times has the Lord seen my imperfections and had to crush me down and begin again? But what I love about this is that the Potter doesn't just throw out the clay and get some new clay- He just starts all over! When you feel the pressure of the Potters hand (and trust me, you will feel the pressure) do not resist it, but accept it. Then we can be a vessel used for His honor and His purposes.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; thing that Jeremiah noticed was this. It was love behind the potters pressures. When the vessel was marred (blemished by injury; rough) the potter was capable of crushing it down, bringing it to nothing but a lump, and then molding it, shaping it again, and perhaps again and again and again- until at last, it fulfilled what God wanted.  Look at this potter very closely, as He is at work in your life. You will see His hands and His feet that bear the nail prints, and that it is through His blood of the Potter Himself, that the vessel is being shaped into what He wants it to be.&lt;br /&gt;What amazing lessons Jeremiah learned that day at the potters house. Remember, He has a purpose for you, and He will give you what you need to fulfill that purpose- No matter how many times He may have to start over again. It is His love for you that makes Him spend so much time working on you, His vessel.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20potter%20and%20the%20clay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/respect2glory/potter-christiancounterculture-cc_20610_02.jpg" alt="God is the potter, and we are the clay. Isaiah 64:8 + Jeremiah 18:6 Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20potter%20and%20the%20clay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s345/ColoredHeart/ClayHeart/412CFBDD4D88BB527900DBFCC2C388A3.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have added a song called 'The Potters Hand' by Hillsong on my music player at the bottom of this page to go along with this blog post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-1172852429214204589?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/1172852429214204589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=1172852429214204589' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/1172852429214204589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/1172852429214204589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-is-potter-i-am-clay.html' title='He is the Potter, I am the Clay'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s345/ColoredHeart/ClayHeart/th_412CFBDD4D88BB527900DBFCC2C388A3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-6132126169643386744</id><published>2008-12-21T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:23:35.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I can't explain it, but God has impressed something on my heart and it's been stirring in me for a few months.  That 2009 would be a year of dreams becoming a reality. I see people pulling their dreams out, almost like they were taking out an old book they haven't read in years, full of dust and cobwebs. See, those dreams were given to you for a reason. Some of us just thought we must have missed it somewhere along the  way. And that dream was gone. Or for some of you, God had placed such a big dream in your heart, that you thought to yourself, "no way, this can't be God". "We must have made it all up in our heads!" There is nothing that satan would love more than for us to think that our dream isn't really from God. There have been several different friends share what God has laid on their hearts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt;. God's been preparing us for what He's about to do. Have  I made some mistakes over the past..oh, say..15 years? You betcha! I have learned many lessons because of my mistakes. Don't let that hold you back. It's kind of like my Body Pump instructor says when we are doing crunches.. "Let it  marinate.. Marinate.." That gives me a visual picture. I feel like I've been marinating. I feel like I'm exactly where God knew I would be. I was going through some old papers the other day and I came across a file. It was an old creative writing class I signed up for while living in Palm Springs. As I went through it I realized just how much I use to love to write. Did I take that class for nothing? Nope, it's all just part of the puzzle. Did I take Homiletics (preaching) at Bible college for nothing? Nope, it's all just part of the puzzle. What about all that yucky stuff from my past that the Lord has so graciously healed me from?Is that it?! No way. Piece of the puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;  You see God has made us all unique. We all have different personalities, gifts, and talents- for a reason. I feel like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is going to be getting us out of our comfort zone in 2009&lt;/span&gt;- and that we need to step out in faith. It's either &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;fear or faith&lt;/span&gt;. You see, some fear is normal. What if I fail, what if people laugh at me, what if I bomb, what if I freeze up, what if no one needs what I have, what if..what if...what if... Okay, I've got one for you. What if I step out in faith, what if I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;do it afraid&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;  Read the story in Matthew 14:22-32. Peter and Jesus' disciples were on a boat going to find Jesus. They saw Jesus walking towards them on the water! They saw this and were terrified- "Oh no, it's a ghost" they thought. Jesus immediately told them to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take courage&lt;/span&gt;. To not be afraid. So Peter said, "Okay Lord, if it is really you, tell me to come to you on the water." And the Lord told Peter to come  (v.28-29).  So Peter stepped out of the boat, walked on the water, and came towards Jesus (v.29). But when Peter saw the wind, he was afraid and began to sink. He cried out to the Lord to save him, and immediately &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus reached out His hand &lt;/span&gt;and caught him and said, "You of little faith, why did you doubt?"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Fear or faith&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;  It's time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;step out of the boat&lt;/span&gt; in faith- not focusing on the storms around us, but keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus. And I'm not talking about vain dreams to build 'our kingdom'. Not, "What can I do to get more things and money and notoriety". I'm talking about the dreams that the Lord has placed deep within your heart- that some of you even forgot they were there! I'm talking about the dreams that add to Gods kingdom and give Him all the glory. The dreams that add another piece to the puzzle, to make us, the body of Christ, complete.&lt;br /&gt;Will you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; take courage&lt;/span&gt; (Matt 14:27) with me in 2009 and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;step out of the boat&lt;/span&gt;? Begin to pray. Ask God what is your 'baby step' towards what He wants to accomplish through you. And remember, if we do begin to feel ourselves sinking, like Peter- Cry out to Jesus and He will be quick to reach out His hand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/DSC00137.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  There is a song on my music player (at the bottom) that goes with this blog called 'Dreams' and although its not a Christian song, I have dedicated this song to Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-6132126169643386744?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/6132126169643386744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=6132126169643386744' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/6132126169643386744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/6132126169643386744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-9190867444970350658</id><published>2008-12-19T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:35:14.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaning'/><title type='text'>The Meaning of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have searched, like Solomon in the Bible, for true meaning in life- And this is what I have discovered-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young(er) person, I searched for the meaning of life through&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pleasures&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ecc. 2:10 I denied myself nothing my eyes desired; I refused my heart no pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I found that to live a life only in search to satisfy myself only left me empty on the inside- restless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I searched for meaning through&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; But the problem with material things is that they never satisfy. We always seem to want more than we can have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ecc. 5:10 Whoever loves money never has enough; whoever loves wealth is never satisfied with his income. This too is meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"If I just have _______________ (you can fill in the blank here)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; then &lt;/span&gt;I will be happy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the past I searched for meaning in my position, my&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I worked at an upscale resort in Palm Springs and was very proud of that. I wanted to further my career in the hotel and restaurant industry because I thought that would fulfill me.  The problem was that I was doing all this in hopes that it would bring me greater fulfillment. I tried to  do it in my own efforts and abilities- but without God there is no lasting reward or benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So what is the answer you ask to the meaning of life? Just ask Solomon in Ecclesiastes. He searched his whole life on a mission to find the answer.  Solomon learned that it is empty to pursue the pleasures that this life has to offer. True meaning comes from pursuing and seeking a relationship with the one true God.  The search for pleasure, wealth, and success is ultimately disappointing- If that is what you are seeking after. There is nothing in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'this world&lt;/span&gt;' that can satisfy  the deep longings in our restless heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There is a God that loves you more than you can ever imagine. He desires to have a relationship with you. He doesn't care what your past looks like or the mistakes that you have made. He wants us to enjoy this life that He has made for us, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;living with Him&lt;/span&gt;- living life to it's fullest. He's waiting with open arms to be your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meaning in life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You see, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; can ever separate us from the love of God (&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Romans 8:38-39&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/17506952-9190867444970350658?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/9190867444970350658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=9190867444970350658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/9190867444970350658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/9190867444970350658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2008/12/meaning-of-life.html' title='The Meaning of Life'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-37199309846649376</id><published>2008-12-13T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:00:37.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bread Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Aut10981-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/Aut10981-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you out there just love a good bread bowl filled with warm soup on a cold winters day? The soup is good, but don't you just love it when you finally get to the bottom?! Sometimes you have to dig the bread part out to mix it in with the soup, but isn't it just the best?! And what about when you are just about done and you tear the sourdough bread off that's been soaked in the soup? Umm..Yummy! Hit's the spot!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in our quiet times with the Lord, we can feel so dry. Just like the bread was, before the soup. It's like, "Lord, I know You're there, I just feel so..dry right now". And just like we do with the bread bowl, we need to really 'dig in' to get the good stuff! And just like the bread with the soup soaked in- we can walk away from our quiet time feeling like we too have been soaked by His presence.&lt;br /&gt;The Word of God is your bread bowl, dig in!!!&lt;br /&gt;Praying you will get to the place where you are soaked by His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:13&lt;span class="versiontext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nasb.scripturetext.com/jeremiah/29.htm"&gt;New American Standard Bible&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lockman.org/"&gt;(©1995)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-37199309846649376?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/37199309846649376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=37199309846649376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/37199309846649376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/37199309846649376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2008/12/bread-bowl.html' title='The Bread Bowl'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-3961133585382854097</id><published>2008-12-12T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:54:29.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspective'/><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PERSPECTIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- My kids are screaming and fighting and driving me bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;-My house is unorganized and a mess!&lt;br /&gt;-Our finances are 'tight'&lt;br /&gt;-My sink is filled with dishes to be washed&lt;br /&gt;-My basement is covered with  toys!&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes I just wish my hubby would help our around the house (Can I get an amen here?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PERSPECTIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- The Lord has chosen to bless me with 3 beautiful, strong, and active children!&lt;br /&gt;-I am so blessed and thankful for our home and to live in gorgeous, mountain filled Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;-Since my sink is full, I'm thinking the Lord has blessed us with good food to eat!&lt;br /&gt;-Since my basement is filled with toys, I'm thinking the Lord has given us more than enough!&lt;br /&gt;-All my needs are met, there isn't anything I 'have' to have!&lt;br /&gt;- I have a husband who loves me and our kids very much&lt;br /&gt;- I have been blessed to be able to stay home with my kids- what an honor.&lt;br /&gt;- So thankful for friends and family who love me&lt;br /&gt;- Thankful for a God who passionately pursues me...daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         PERSPECTIVE    &lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;amp;current=glass_half_empty1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/glass_half_empty1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    Is my glass half empty or half full? Do I get angry and fly off the handle every time something doesn't go how I think it should go? I heard a saying this week that has really stuck with me. It was from a man who had discovered that he had Stage 3 colon cancer. He said life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful! Wow. I am humbled.&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you ever had those negative (poor me) conversations in your head? C'mon, you can admit it, I do. They sound something like this, "So and so's husband always helps get the kids ready, so and so's husband always cleans around the house, If I just had a maid like so and so, then my house would always be clean, why does my husband always have to travel and so and so's husband never does, life is so easy for so and so- why can't mine be like hers? And the negative conversations go on and on in our heads. Guess what we're getting our eyes focused on? US!!!! Guess what changes when we focus on our Savior and our many blessings? OUR PERSPECTIVE! I can either wallow in self pity (and don't get me wrong, we all go there from time to time- But let's not stay there!) or I can start to praise Him for what He's already done and for what He's going to do! Amen! You see, my God has PROMISED to meet all of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;needs&lt;/span&gt; according to His riches in glory (Phil 4:19)  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 34:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; NKJV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!&lt;/p&gt;Ask the Lord to come and give you new &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perspective&lt;/span&gt; today, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise&lt;/span&gt; Him for what he's already given you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt; to know the He desires to meet all of your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;needs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and finally,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patience &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to handle each new challenge the day may bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm not where I want to be, but I'm thankful I'm not where  I use to be! Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s41.photobucket.com/albums/e267/celestebarnard/?action=view&amp;amp;current=glass_half_empty1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/17506952-3961133585382854097?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/3961133585382854097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=3961133585382854097' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/3961133585382854097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/3961133585382854097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2008/12/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-854537079101315611</id><published>2008-12-09T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:14:48.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual cleaning'/><title type='text'>It's Time To Clean!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I get so frustrated. I feel like every time I clean the house, within a couple of hours it's a natural disaster all over again! (anybody relate here?!) The Lord showed me something. Every time I clean up, I'm just putting  stuff back on the shelves, back under the cabinets, back- where they can be pulled back out again! So the Lord asks me, "What about 'deep' cleaning?" When was the last time  I have gone through the house and rid of some things? Or do I just keep everything? How is that working for  me? It's the same way with our spiritual life. How many times has He asked us  to get rid of something and we store it back on the shelf for later? What is it that we're holding onto? What 'in the world' is so valuable and important to us- that it slowly creeps back into our lives and unknowingly to us- has replaced our first love? It's time to clean house! As we're about tot start a new year, wouldn't it also be great tot start a new 'you'! Go ahead, clean out your closets this month. It might get a little messy at first. But when you're done- no, when God's done, your outsides will be sparkling because of how clean it is..on the inside! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hebrews 10:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. v23 Let us hold inswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised IS FAITHFUL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/17506952-854537079101315611?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/854537079101315611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=854537079101315611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/854537079101315611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/854537079101315611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-time-to-clean.html' title='It&apos;s Time To Clean!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-424074696691295277</id><published>2007-01-06T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:00:59.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SuperStock_1558-013082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 67px; height: 83px;" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/SuperStock_1558-013082.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was making eggs, sunny side up i realized that I almost always break the yoke when I try to turn the egg to soon. I get impatient and think surely the yoke must be ready by now. And quickly I flip it and the yoke has broken.But today I waited. And perfect egg yoke! Not 1 broken.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have we tried to rush God or rush what we want only to find it's not God's time yet. And sometimes we end up broken. Like the broken egg, our impatience can make quite the mess!&lt;br /&gt;And don't get me wrong. The egg tastes "okay". But had I waited the egg would be full of yoke and rich with flavor. God doesn't just want us to settle for "okay" in our lives, He wants the best for us. He wants our lives to be rich and full of flavor- not just "okay".&lt;br /&gt;Today, if it's not yet time to flip the egg, just wait. It will be time and if you wait patiently on the Lord He will make you a perfect egg!! &lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SuperStock_1558-013082.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-424074696691295277?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/424074696691295277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=424074696691295277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/424074696691295277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/424074696691295277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2007/01/perfect-egg.html' title='The Perfect Egg'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-9104362405476287500</id><published>2007-01-06T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:12:55.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOY LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIFT'/><title type='text'>Life Is A Gift, Enjoy it!</title><content type='html'>I had been given a chocolate espresso candy from a friend. She got it from the Broadmoar, so it was very special! And it was too cute to eat!! So I put it in my drawer and saved it for about a week. And then I said to myself, why am I saving this gift just to look at? Why not enjoy the gift. So I ate it and truly enjoyed it!! My grandmother use to wrap everything in plastic that people would give her and put it away. She didn't want it to get messed up. But she never really got to enjoy those things. And now she's gone and those things she had been given have been sorted through and given away- but they were meant for her to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has given us life as a gift. How many times do we just look at the gift from a distance- But never open it and enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;    Today, my prayer for you is that you would take this gift, this life that God has given us and truly enjoy it!! Don't waste one more day not wanting things to get messed up! Just go out and enjoy it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-9104362405476287500?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/9104362405476287500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=9104362405476287500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/9104362405476287500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/9104362405476287500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-is-gift-enjoy-it.html' title='Life Is A Gift, Enjoy it!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-112857090841829262</id><published>2005-10-05T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:47:56.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Devotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4575-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q4/spiritualpassion/IMG_4575-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love coffee. I love to wake up to the smell of hot, fresh coffee. When I'm feeling tired, it gives me energy to make it through. Nothing compares to listening to my waterfall, lighting my candles, grabbing my favorite snuggly blanket, reading a good book, and of course, drinking my coffee! No matter where I travel, there's always A Starbucks nearby, calling my name.. Celeste, come and drink!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if you have ever compared the two, but just like coffee, God is always there. He wants to be our comfort, our source of strength. He calls to us and says "Come, come to Me and drink of my water and never thirst again". Just like we can always find a Starbucks, God is always right here for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-112857090841829262?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/112857090841829262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=112857090841829262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/112857090841829262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/112857090841829262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2005/10/coffee-devotional.html' title='Coffee Devotional'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17506952.post-112854232107345509</id><published>2005-10-05T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T12:58:41.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those mornings!</title><content type='html'>It was one of those mornings! I got all 3 of the kids out of the house and off to look at some local thrift shops for ski pants for our whole family. The kids were a bit 'active' but did okay, until Noah and Hope decided they wanted the same toy! And then there was a break down (Noah) so I said thats it, we're leaving! ! Noah flipped. Joel was crying and Hope quietly followed. Noah begged to go back in the store to which I replied "no". He was full of snot, and tears and his face was bright red. Some nice lady said "I don't know how you do it". I thought well, today I don't feel like  I am "doing it"! So I held Noah down and strapped him in. I have to say at this point it truly would have been so much easier to just say ok, but be a good boy and we'll go back in, but I knew that this was one battle I just had to win. I think sometimes we just give in because it's easier (for the moment!). But what are we saying to our kids? That if you throw a big enough tantrum, I just might give in. It's so hard sometimes. Then we moved on to Walmart- oh yeah, that's fun with 3 little ones. I remeber saying out loud, we're almost done, as the kids we're getting restless. Then there's the infamous "check out". Noah and Hope water but they each wanted to be the first one to drink from the water, Joel wanted out, and I just kept thinking we've come this far, just let me check out and make it to the car!! Ran home, made lunch, got Hope ready for kinder, loaded up the car again and off to school we went. Dropped her off, put Joel down for nap, and then read to Noah and layed down with him until he fell asleep. Ok, now its my time- or at least for about an hour :). Sometimes I just pray, Lord, please help me not to mess them up! Thank you Lord for my 3 little blessings from above, who although know how to press my every button, they are truly a gift from above. I know I can't 'give' life to them until I have recieved life from You. Everyday- fill me that I might pour out to them and to my husband. Wow, I feel much better, this Blog thing is kind of cool! Celeste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17506952-112854232107345509?l=celestebarnard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/feeds/112854232107345509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17506952&amp;postID=112854232107345509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/112854232107345509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17506952/posts/default/112854232107345509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestebarnard.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-of-those-mornings.html' title='One of those mornings!'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637092673608133692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyfyDl71dM0/SmidNEtFRNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VK-G-HPvtmU/S220/IMG_5902_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
