<?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-3347258105990521075</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:16:55.043-08:00</updated><category term='country'/><category term='BYU ward'/><category term='general'/><category term='God'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>Just So You Know</title><subtitle type='html'>Dedicated to our children (biological and married-in) and their children. The most important things in our lives are our God, our family, and our country. Our desire is that you know what we value and why, and most importantly, that we love you more than you know.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-9110748841005925300</id><published>2011-11-22T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:46:15.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>Recently I read about fasting in the scriptures. I read about Jehosaphat, king of Judah. When he discovered that his nation was to be attacked, he 'feared, and set himself to seek the LORD, and proclaimed a fast throughout all Judah.' (2 Chronicles 20:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I read about Ezra, how he lead a group of Jews from Babylon back to Jerusalem.&amp;nbsp; 'Then I proclaimed a fast...before our God, to seek of him a right way for us, and for our little ones...So we fasted and besought our God for this; and he was intreated of us.' (Ezra 8:21 &amp;amp; 23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I read about Nehemiah and his concern for the Jews in Jerusalem, that he 'sat down and wept, and mourned certain days, and fasted, and prayed before the God of heaven' for their welfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the book of Esther I read about her request that all of the Jews fast for three days that she might find favor in the sight of the king and save her people. (Esther 4:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next I read about king Darius who 'passed the night fasting' when Daniel was cast into the den of lions. (Daniel 6:18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found a beautiful passage in Joel 2:12-13 where the LORD invites '...turn ye even to me with all your heart, and with fasting, and with weeping, and with mourning: And rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the LORD your God...'&lt;br /&gt;In the New Testament I read about the Savior teaching his disciples that fasting and prayer are indispensable requirements to do His work. (Matt 17:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5eAHs7jsW4/TsCSr1Gk3vI/AAAAAAAAAmg/2E6tM2Vg0l8/s1600/Jesusat33T.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5eAHs7jsW4/TsCSr1Gk3vI/AAAAAAAAAmg/2E6tM2Vg0l8/s200/Jesusat33T.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cornelius fasted as he sought guidance and direction from the Lord (Acts 10), and in Acts 13 we learn that the leaders of the church in Antioch fasted as they sought divine direction in calling and sending forth missionaries (Acts 13:1-3); and that those missionaries 'ordained them elders in every church, and prayed with fasting...commending them to the Lord, on whom they believed. (Acts 14:23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the Book of Mormon I read Alma's powerful declaration as he taught about repentance, obedience, being born again and cleansed through the blood of Christ: ' Behold, I have fasted and prayed many days that I might know these things of myself that they are true...' (Alma 5:46) And in Alma 17:3 we learn why the sons of Mosiah had such amazing missionary experiences, '...they had searched the scriptures diligently, that they might know the word of God...they had given themselves to much prayer, and fasting; therefore they had the spirit of prophecy, and the spirit of revelation, and when they taught, they taught with power and authority of God.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have had my own experiences with fasting which are tender and sweet. In the disappointments and trials of life, fasting as one of the tools I use to call upon my Father and ask for His divine direction and intervention. Through the years I have seen the fruits of this effort. My problems have not been taken away, but my ability to deal with them, my patience and self-control have increased remarkably. I share with all of you my witness that fasting brings us closer to the Lord, it helps in developing a proper perspective and correct priorities, it blesses my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-9110748841005925300?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9110748841005925300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/11/fasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9110748841005925300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9110748841005925300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/11/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5eAHs7jsW4/TsCSr1Gk3vI/AAAAAAAAAmg/2E6tM2Vg0l8/s72-c/Jesusat33T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7980252895725172889</id><published>2011-09-22T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T16:44:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>Life has so much to offer. Sometimes the little things get lost in the midst of dramatic and demanding events and circumstances. But it's nice to sit back and enjoy the simple pleasures of life and realize how incredibly blessed we are. Here are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeWab8UgXhM/TnvC2dLlcNI/AAAAAAAAAlU/t5YA3QPGYrE/s1600/IMG_3341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeWab8UgXhM/TnvC2dLlcNI/AAAAAAAAAlU/t5YA3QPGYrE/s320/IMG_3341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vine ripe tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berry/almond vanilla yogurt for breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lCxdzpr3rGs/TnvEeJXNGHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/-Kn2OcOfpGo/s1600/karie+and+dave+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lCxdzpr3rGs/TnvEeJXNGHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/-Kn2OcOfpGo/s320/karie+and+dave+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waking up next to my sweetheart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pw1NoE-cggE/TnvDI7rIWhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/sZ5_BLvrxDc/s1600/IMG_2008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pw1NoE-cggE/TnvDI7rIWhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/sZ5_BLvrxDc/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a phone call from my sweet little Ike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a quiet cool morning jog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the whisperings of the Spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;answers to prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS0-F5Ypbqs/TnvDSEW1c8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/lzd2nq0Q1LE/s1600/scriptures1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS0-F5Ypbqs/TnvDSEW1c8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/lzd2nq0Q1LE/s1600/scriptures1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the serenity and peace of the scriptures, and the call to action I often find there&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cold drink of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an afternoon with my mom and sisters, nieces, &amp;amp; friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B482w6LMOo/TnvDYPPCKfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/mFVxiymZg14/s1600/books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B482w6LMOo/TnvDYPPCKfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/mFVxiymZg14/s1600/books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting all wrapped up in a good book, so many to choose from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLri3bghjlw/TnvDicxH7yI/AAAAAAAAAlk/i2OrRH2EtpM/s1600/family+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLri3bghjlw/TnvDicxH7yI/AAAAAAAAAlk/i2OrRH2EtpM/s320/family+9.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looking at pictures of my kids when they were little (sorry Steve, you were still in heaven)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talking to my kids on the phone or Skype&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbP8oFw4ShE/TnvDsU_3tvI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CiQfVO27r-4/s1600/DSC02413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbP8oFw4ShE/TnvDsU_3tvI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CiQfVO27r-4/s320/DSC02413.JPG" width="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;squashed dragons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laying down on my bed when I'm really tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cooking for my Dave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c646069ed1028342" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc646069ed1028342%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6AA64C6338944A300D8C1E0091AD7FDFBEAFEC77.2C7CE786F042C7A819A5BA3B93A7CAD0030766B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc646069ed1028342%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBdYYv6MAI-lwYrTdvDRYbbQBo60&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc646069ed1028342%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6AA64C6338944A300D8C1E0091AD7FDFBEAFEC77.2C7CE786F042C7A819A5BA3B93A7CAD0030766B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc646069ed1028342%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBdYYv6MAI-lwYrTdvDRYbbQBo60&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cache's laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wqzUx5df9w/TnvD1Hd89vI/AAAAAAAAAls/kua0yxk-NtU/s1600/ProvoTempleFountain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wqzUx5df9w/TnvD1Hd89vI/AAAAAAAAAls/kua0yxk-NtU/s320/ProvoTempleFountain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spending time in the temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;warm, just out of the oven cookies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I offer 'thanks only' prayers ~ when I don't ask for anything, just express my love and gratitude for the incredible blessings I have. No one is more blessed than I am, and no one is more undeserving.&amp;nbsp; I try to be aware and give thanks to my Father and my Savior for their generosity and tender mercies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7980252895725172889?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7980252895725172889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/09/simple-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7980252895725172889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7980252895725172889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/09/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeWab8UgXhM/TnvC2dLlcNI/AAAAAAAAAlU/t5YA3QPGYrE/s72-c/IMG_3341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6827792916845581466</id><published>2011-09-10T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T17:20:43.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering September 11, 2001</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="entry-title" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My thoughts and feelings leading up to the commemoration of Sep 11, 2001, are most eloquently expressed in the following article, it is excellent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/guest-voices/post/911-destruction-allowed-us-to-spiritually-rebuild/2011/09/08/gIQAbkjKCK_blog.html"&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/guest-voices/post/911-destruction-allowed-us-to-spiritually-rebuild/2011/09/08/gIQAbkjKCK_blog.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 class="entry-title"&gt;9/11 destruction allowed us to spiritually rebuild&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blog-byline"&gt;By  Thomas S. Monson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img align="bottom" border="0" src="http://www.washingtonpost.com/rf/image_296w/2010-2019/WashingtonPost/2011/09/06/National-Politics/Images/wtcaf3.JPG?uuid=ZNx8vtiREeCTO5tBrxhnpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="imgleft"&gt;&lt;span class="blog_caption"&gt;Badge from fire helmet discovered in the debris post 9/11/01.      (Ira Block)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="imgleft"&gt;&lt;span class="blog_caption"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calamity of September 11th, 2001 has cast a long  shadow. Ten years later, many of us are still haunted by its terrible  tragedy of lost lives and broken hearts. It is an episode of anguish  that has become a defining moment in the history of the American nation  and the world. This week, the &lt;a href="http://mormontabernaclechoir.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Mormon Tabernacle Choir, along with Tom Brokaw&lt;/a&gt;, will pay its own homage to the unforgettable events of September 11, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" name="pagebreak"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was, as many have noted, a remarkable surge of faith following  the tragedy. People across the United States rediscovered the need for  God and turned to Him for solace and understanding. Comfortable times  were shattered. We felt the great unsteadiness of life and reached for  the great steadiness of our Father in Heaven. And, as ever, we found it.  Americans of all faiths came together in a remarkable way.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it seems that much of that renewal of faith has waned in the  years that have followed. Healing has come with time, but so has  indifference. We forget how vulnerable and sorrowful we felt. Our sorrow  moved us to remember the deep purposes of our lives. The darkness of  our despair brought us a moment of enlightenment. But we are forgetful.  When the depth of grief has passed, its lessons often pass from our  minds and hearts as well. &lt;br /&gt;Our Father’s commitment to us, His children, is unwavering. Indeed He  softens the winters of our lives, but He also brightens our summers.  Whether it is the best of times or the worst, He is with us. He has  promised us that this will never change. &lt;br /&gt;But we are less faithful than He is. By nature we are vain, frail,  and foolish. We sometimes neglect God. Sometimes we fail to keep the  commandments that He gives us to make us happy. Sometimes we fail to  commune with Him in prayer. Sometimes we forget to succor the poor and  the downtrodden who are also His children. And our forgetfulness is very  much to our detriment.&lt;br /&gt;If there is a spiritual lesson to be learned from our experience of  that fateful day, it may be that we owe to God the same faithfulness  that He gives to us. We should strive for steadiness, and for a  commitment to God that does not ebb and flow with the years or the  crises of our lives. It should not require tragedy for us to remember  Him, and we should not be compelled to humility before giving Him our  faith and trust. We too should be with Him in every season.&lt;br /&gt;The way to be with God in every season is to strive to be near Him  every week and each day. We truly “need Him every hour,” not just in  hours of devastation. We must speak to Him, listen to Him, and serve  Him. If we wish to serve Him, we should serve our fellow men. We will  mourn the lives we lose, but we should also fix the lives that can be  mended and heal the hearts that may yet be healed.&lt;br /&gt;It is constancy that God would have from us. Tragedies are not merely  opportunities to give Him a fleeting thought, or for momentary insight  to His plan for our happiness. Destruction allows us to rebuild our  lives in the way He teaches us, and to become something different than  we were. We can make Him the center of our thoughts and His Son, Jesus  Christ, the pattern for our behavior. We may not only find faith in God  in our sorrow. We may also become faithful to Him in times of calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thomas S. Monson is president of &lt;a href="http://lds.org/?lang=eng" target="_blank"&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6827792916845581466?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6827792916845581466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembering-september-11-2001.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6827792916845581466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6827792916845581466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembering-september-11-2001.html' title='Remembering September 11, 2001'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-9052658880151552853</id><published>2011-08-20T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T21:10:34.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally did it!</title><content type='html'>We have lived in our house for over 7 years, and since we never decided on a paint color, we still have white walls. That is, until last week when we bought some paint and got to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And work it is! Our house isn't that big, but we do have 9 ft ceilings, and a vaulted ceiling in the living room which proved more than a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some before/after shots: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qLIuQ7GfNA/TksK079qriI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rg6-8WX3Ufg/s1600/IMG_3238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qLIuQ7GfNA/TksK079qriI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rg6-8WX3Ufg/s320/IMG_3238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;spare bedroom #1 - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UuDp1qnq_Q/TksK48nCpLI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ywriNElKwAo/s1600/IMG_3258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UuDp1qnq_Q/TksK48nCpLI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ywriNElKwAo/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;spare bedroom #1 - after&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXWrcecWL5g/TlB8pqkvjUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HgiwYHJxtOs/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXWrcecWL5g/TlB8pqkvjUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HgiwYHJxtOs/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;front room - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TfVFN_gyZk/TlB9eOF8PGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/p-Yhol-PMdU/s1600/IMG_3272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TfVFN_gyZk/TlB9eOF8PGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/p-Yhol-PMdU/s320/IMG_3272.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;front room - after, check out the accent wall, it was Dave's idea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qX0JY0GbiRA/TlB8mwdoyHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/vLK_4sl2Wmc/s1600/IMG_3244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qX0JY0GbiRA/TlB8mwdoyHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/vLK_4sl2Wmc/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;entry - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJNcTdPiHwA/TlB9nksKXTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/MTXBRipgC00/s1600/IMG_3282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJNcTdPiHwA/TlB9nksKXTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/MTXBRipgC00/s320/IMG_3282.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;entry - after&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuHDSY0-mD8/TlB8kW13PbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/e-1IwTt11DM/s1600/IMG_3243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuHDSY0-mD8/TlB8kW13PbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/e-1IwTt11DM/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hall way - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ME9kpxpts_U/TlB9q3EjjSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WEuOeY8Wt_0/s1600/IMG_3283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ME9kpxpts_U/TlB9q3EjjSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WEuOeY8Wt_0/s320/IMG_3283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hall way - after&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1dpxCAEFJOA/TlB8RPlWeNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/dXXcmKCYxTY/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1dpxCAEFJOA/TlB8RPlWeNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/dXXcmKCYxTY/s320/IMG_3239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bedroom - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iES7YaKfCGw/TlB9tzen73I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MULqNHELg6k/s1600/IMG_3285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iES7YaKfCGw/TlB9tzen73I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/MULqNHELg6k/s320/IMG_3285.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bedroom - after&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0CWlv7PVZ4/TlB8u98cGFI/AAAAAAAAAks/Lh3WSu-_Oq8/s1600/IMG_3250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0CWlv7PVZ4/TlB8u98cGFI/AAAAAAAAAks/Lh3WSu-_Oq8/s320/IMG_3250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kitchen - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgVV2u1_exE/TlB9ke3DwcI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TPZRCPwba9s/s1600/IMG_3279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgVV2u1_exE/TlB9ke3DwcI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TPZRCPwba9s/s320/IMG_3279.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kitchen - after&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6tccTm1ZTY/TlB8sQ6XJ3I/AAAAAAAAAko/jpk1zFc4Bg8/s1600/IMG_3248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6tccTm1ZTY/TlB8sQ6XJ3I/AAAAAAAAAko/jpk1zFc4Bg8/s320/IMG_3248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dining area - before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6lxIHR0xkI/TlB9hXwKeoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/CVdmKoyp1cI/s1600/IMG_3277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6lxIHR0xkI/TlB9hXwKeoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/CVdmKoyp1cI/s320/IMG_3277.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dining area - after&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was more work than I thought it would be, but I am SO pleased with the result.&lt;br /&gt;We still have to paint the bathrooms so technically we aren't finished yet. And there is a pretty good sized stack of pictures to re-hang too. But for now we are just enjoying having some color on our walls. &lt;br /&gt;I have to say that my husband is the best painter ever. He was up and down the ladder, moving the heavy furniture, and didn't slack off when it was clean-up time; he is a hard worker.&lt;br /&gt;So, come see us, we'll let you help us hang the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-9052658880151552853?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9052658880151552853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-finally-did-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9052658880151552853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9052658880151552853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-finally-did-it.html' title='We finally did it!'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qLIuQ7GfNA/TksK079qriI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rg6-8WX3Ufg/s72-c/IMG_3238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6047888863646316599</id><published>2011-08-09T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:48:51.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>More Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>Summer goes so quickly, but we have had some fun this year, and hope to extend our summer attitude and activities well into the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXjHRbSma1k/TkF-An6UloI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zwVwwZOW8AA/s1600/IMG_3224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXjHRbSma1k/TkF-An6UloI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zwVwwZOW8AA/s320/IMG_3224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;our anniversary collage ~ many years worth of memories&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated our wedding anniversary, who knew we would ever be old enough to be married so long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCB4OPEWXv0/TkF-PdBKPNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/kc1UDkyY08E/s1600/IMG_0656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCB4OPEWXv0/TkF-PdBKPNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/kc1UDkyY08E/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can't learn to use a drill too soon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to have our grandson with us for a few nights while his parents went out of town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxXe1OjTYHU/TkF-hp3pKcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2W0xBkXJT20/s1600/IMG_3203.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxXe1OjTYHU/TkF-hp3pKcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2W0xBkXJT20/s320/IMG_3203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our hard work last spring is beginning to pay off, we are getting delicious vegetables from our garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JswZW0m8EB8/TkF-5TnFiVI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OIa0hds2OOk/s1600/IMG_3216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JswZW0m8EB8/TkF-5TnFiVI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OIa0hds2OOk/s320/IMG_3216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;our standard wedding gift&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmDiK73ToRw/TkF-8NUJmmI/AAAAAAAAAj8/JfwG2cn6qs8/s1600/IMG_3217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmDiK73ToRw/TkF-8NUJmmI/AAAAAAAAAj8/JfwG2cn6qs8/s320/IMG_3217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;all packed up and ready for delivery&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been invited to many weddings, 10 just in August!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u57-BhvocMg/TkF_IVIKYXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/mpf0qD-GoQQ/s1600/IMG_0610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u57-BhvocMg/TkF_IVIKYXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/mpf0qD-GoQQ/s320/IMG_0610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it ended up being a free-for-all&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The annual Pirate Party in the YSA ward was as fun as ever, Dave was part of the relay race in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;And lest you think we are resting for the rest of the summer, we just bought paint for our house.&lt;br /&gt;Our walls are still all white so after 7 years we are finally adding some color!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We will share pictures of the finished product soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6047888863646316599?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6047888863646316599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6047888863646316599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6047888863646316599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-summer-fun.html' title='More Summer Fun'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXjHRbSma1k/TkF-An6UloI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zwVwwZOW8AA/s72-c/IMG_3224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3095724325011620529</id><published>2011-07-24T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:59:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Summer Activities and Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Our church meetings today were amazing. Serving in the Young Single Adult Ward and Stake is such a privilege and blessing to Dave and I, we are loving our time with these choice young people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCXeigjZukw/Tiybt89uO1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/BwENHPK_Qws/s1600/IMG_0581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCXeigjZukw/Tiybt89uO1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/BwENHPK_Qws/s320/IMG_0581.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few ward members at a service project a week ago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I continually marvel at their ability and desire to teach, testify, and serve the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;Today we heard from a young man who will be in the Missionary Training Center on Wednesday. He is so excited and well prepared to spread the good news of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He testified powerfully of the love our Father and Jesus Christ have for each one of us. He said, "I have come to know through many experiences that God loves ME, and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is amazing! We can all have those experiences that let us know that. You are known to God and He loves you."&lt;br /&gt;He taught us about the tree of life in the vision Lehi and Nephi saw; that it's 'beauty was far beyond, yea, exceeding of all beauty; and the whiteness thereof did exceed the whiteness of the driven snow.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;And that this tree represents the love of God, that it is 'the most desirable above all things', and most 'joyous to the soul'. (See 1 Nephi 8 &amp;amp; 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Maybe my favorite of all he said was: "Life got so much better the minute I started reading the Book of Mormon. Read it, you will find Jesus Christ in your life and have very personal experiences".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Miracles&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and I went to the movie last week, and since we both wanted to see different movies that's what we did. He saw Harry Potter, and I saw 17 Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/SResQFe35S8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SResQFe35S8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SResQFe35S8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave said Harry Potter was very good, not being a fan myself I will just take his word for it.&lt;br /&gt;17  Miracles was great, but if you go see it, be sure to take at least one  tissue. It's about the Martin and Willey handcart companies and the  experiences they had crossing the country in 1856, traveling from Iowa  City to Salt Lake City. Most of them were recent immigrants from Great  Britian, they were city people, not frontiersmen. As the title implies,  miraculous events occurred on their journey; never were their  trials and hardships removed, but always enough was given to keep them moving and helping each  other. I am humbled to know that one of my grandmothers,&amp;nbsp; I have  forgotten how many generations back, traveled with the Willey handcart  company.&amp;nbsp; Knowing of the horrible conditions they faced and the way they  met those conditions with dignity, commitment and faith strengthens my  resolve and desire to be as true to my testimony of the restoration of  the gospel of Jesus Christ as they were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Miracle of Freedom: 7 Tipping Points that Changed the World&lt;/i&gt; by Chris Stewart and Ted Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hH_PDbvY_M/TiyXNqz_4YI/AAAAAAAAAjI/lV0M3oYCHdw/s1600/51T--s5396L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hH_PDbvY_M/TiyXNqz_4YI/AAAAAAAAAjI/lV0M3oYCHdw/s1600/51T--s5396L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wonderful book, gives perspective on how greatly blessed we are to live in a free country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The best estimates of how many poeple have ever lived on the earth range from 100 to 110 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Even being generous in our estimates, it seems clear that fewer than 5 billion of the earth's total inhabitants have ever lived under conditions that we could consider free. This would be something like 4.5 percent of people who have ever lived. And these are generous estimates. The actual numbers might be much lower than this." p 12&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-3095724325011620529?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3095724325011620529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-church-meetings-today-were-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3095724325011620529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3095724325011620529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-church-meetings-today-were-amazing.html' title='Some Summer Activities and Events'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCXeigjZukw/Tiybt89uO1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/BwENHPK_Qws/s72-c/IMG_0581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3953551458040488134</id><published>2011-07-09T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T16:44:03.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures we have taken lately, kind of a random mixture. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umTmuuYWKmU/ThjfGArqLUI/AAAAAAAAAig/BJxKZJmkjA4/s1600/IMG_3146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umTmuuYWKmU/ThjfGArqLUI/AAAAAAAAAig/BJxKZJmkjA4/s320/IMG_3146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the 4th of July parade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu0LBKuI7m0/ThjfJAiPEKI/AAAAAAAAAik/KHLQ_hczGlg/s1600/IMG_3151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu0LBKuI7m0/ThjfJAiPEKI/AAAAAAAAAik/KHLQ_hczGlg/s320/IMG_3151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;another shot at the parade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gT7wllq5sKw/ThjfMLZrg1I/AAAAAAAAAio/YY_L9WU6cwc/s1600/IMG_3193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gT7wllq5sKw/ThjfMLZrg1I/AAAAAAAAAio/YY_L9WU6cwc/s320/IMG_3193.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my newest project ~ peep toe baby booties&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RjNX6tigAU/ThjfPK6srlI/AAAAAAAAAis/GLtcomjxVkE/s1600/IMG_3196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RjNX6tigAU/ThjfPK6srlI/AAAAAAAAAis/GLtcomjxVkE/s320/IMG_3196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;close-up of the booties, the pattern is at youcanmakethis.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oi8j0VQ2AAo/Thjm3f6psnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1N2gegwumLs/s1600/IMG_3137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oi8j0VQ2AAo/Thjm3f6psnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1N2gegwumLs/s320/IMG_3137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;one morning's picking ~ we got over 50 pounds of berries this year&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNDPLTTyyaU/Thjm5zYovgI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sa_fqzr0jZY/s1600/IMG_3139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNDPLTTyyaU/Thjm5zYovgI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sa_fqzr0jZY/s320/IMG_3139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;some of the biggest berries&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Summer is going too quickly, we are trying to enjoy every minute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-3953551458040488134?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3953551458040488134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-new-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3953551458040488134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3953551458040488134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-new-pictures.html' title='Some new pictures'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umTmuuYWKmU/ThjfGArqLUI/AAAAAAAAAig/BJxKZJmkjA4/s72-c/IMG_3146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8651428331019191043</id><published>2011-06-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:41:05.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Six Day War</title><content type='html'>Years ago I read a book about the Six Day War, and recently found another copy. It is a fascinating story, and is so relevant given the current events in the Middle East. The title is &lt;i&gt;Fantastic Victory&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;i&gt;Israel's rendezvous with destiny&lt;/i&gt;, by Cleon Skousen, and was published in 1967. I will include an excerpt, from p 8-10, but the whole book is worth tracking down and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPhjSvf7FaU/TgkG7QeSe7I/AAAAAAAAAic/FBsENRoUvNE/s1600/41KmoWxtx2L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPhjSvf7FaU/TgkG7QeSe7I/AAAAAAAAAic/FBsENRoUvNE/s1600/41KmoWxtx2L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Skousen was a frequent visitor to the Middle East and recorded a conversation he had with an Arab cab driver in 1963.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Essentially, this is what the Arab said:&lt;br /&gt;When Israel was made an independent nation by the UN, the Palestine Arabs were also given territory for an independent nation. But instead of accepting this plan which was supposed to go into effect in 1948, the Palestine Arabs decided to get six other Arab nations to join them in declaring war on Israel so they could drive them out. That way they would get all the land.&lt;br /&gt;The leaders of these Arab nations sent word to us Arabs living in Israel that we should move over into Jordan territory so we wouldn't get hurt during the war against the Jews. The Arab leaders promised us that we would be away from our homes only a short time, not more than three weeks at the longest. Then they said we could return and possess not only our own property but the land and buildings of the Jews as well.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Arabs in Israel moved over into Jordan just as soon as they could although some stayed because the Israeli government promised them good treatment if they would remain.&lt;br /&gt;How many stayed?&lt;br /&gt;About a hundred thousand, mostly those up around Nazareth.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Then what happened to the million who came out? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We had a holiday at first. Everyone expected the Jews to be defeated quickly. But they fought hard. They were stronger and better fighters than the Arab leaders had expected. After a while the Arabs had to give up because the Jews were beginning to win more territory than they had in the first place. In a few months an armistice was signed. This left all of us Arabs from Israel without any homes. The Jews said they would hold our land in trust for us but they said that since we had joined the enemy we could not return until the Arab nations had agreed to recognize Israel and sign a permanent peace treaty. This never happened so the next thing we knew all of us Arabs from Israel were confined to special camps set up by the Arab governments. Most of us were confined in Jordan but some were located in Egypt and Lebanon. A lot were held by Egypt in the Gaza strip.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We were not allowed to seek jobs, farm the land or become citizens of these countries. The refugee camps became prison camps with our Arab brothers standing over us as guards.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What happened to the Arabs who remained in Israel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say they are doing very well. They elect their own representatives. They use their own language in the schools. They are allowed to study the Moslem Koran instead of the Jewish Bible. Some of them come to Jordan on business or to visit so we get to talk to them. They sometimes complain that the Jews compete for their business. Still, they tell me about their new houses and about buying cars so I guess they are doing all right.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What about the story that the Israelis drove thousands of the Arabs from their homes?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think this happened to some, especially around Jaffa and Haifa and later along the border of Jerusalem. But what your guide told you was not the whole story. During the winter of 1947 adn 1948 the British were angry at the Jews, and the Arabs in Israel found that they could make raids on teh Jews without any interference from the British. I was against it because the Jews had been storing up weapons and I knew they are mean fighters when they get mad. Eventually they did get mad and they attacked Jaffa and Haifa. A lot of Arabs fled from these main centers but they did not have to leave Israel unless they wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Later, when the Arab leaders ordered us to leave Israel the Jews had sound trucks go up and down the streets for several days asking us not to leave. They told us that if we stayed we would not have to fight to help the Jews and that we would be treated well as long as we were neutral and didn't help our enemies.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Here's one more excerpt from page 244:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The early Zionists, looking toward a binational state, never thought they would, could or should replace the Arabs in Palestine. When terrorism and fighting mounted in 1947-48, Arab leaders urged Palestinian Arabs to flee, promising that the country would soon be liberated. Israelis tried to induce the Arabs to stay. For this reason, the Israelis do not now accept responsibility for the Arab exodus. Often quoted is the statement of a Palestinian Arab writer that the Arab leaders "told us: 'Get out so that we can get in.' We got out but they did not get in." (LIFE magazine, Special Edition, &lt;i&gt;Israel's Swift Sword,&lt;/i&gt; p 89&lt;/blockquote&gt;The situation in the Middle East is long standing and complicated, I certainly do not understand it all. This book gives insight and understanding; it clearly shows the hand of God in the Six Day War. It was written 44 years ago, and I don't know if current conditions in Israel are the same as they were then. But I encourage you to get a copy,&amp;nbsp; you can borrow mine (which I found at a used book store), read it and increase your understanding of the events in Israel of June 1967. I highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-8651428331019191043?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8651428331019191043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-day-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8651428331019191043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8651428331019191043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-day-war.html' title='the Six Day War'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPhjSvf7FaU/TgkG7QeSe7I/AAAAAAAAAic/FBsENRoUvNE/s72-c/41KmoWxtx2L._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1430231383984055853</id><published>2011-06-24T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T19:40:44.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Why I Love Summer</title><content type='html'>This is definitely my favorite time of year ~ warm weather, strawberries from the garden, long days ~ what more could I ask for? Maybe the most important reason I love summer is because of the 4th of July, my favorite holiday. I suppose it was my parents who instilled in me a love for this country and an appreciation for freedom. It's importance in our family was second only to our love and devotion for the gospel of Jesus Christ. In the Book of Mormon we read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...according to the Spirit of God, which is the spirit of freedom..." Alma 61:15&lt;/blockquote&gt;And in the Doctrine and Covenants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And for this purpose have I established the Constititution of this land, by the hands of wise men whom I raised up unto this very purpose..." D&amp;amp;C 101:80&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, because of my feelings for this land and the principles of freedom on which it was established,&amp;nbsp; I want to share with you a few of my favorite books and movies on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xbF93F34lI/TgVDEBxKx5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gyn4p94Um0M/s1600/lone-survivor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xbF93F34lI/TgVDEBxKx5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gyn4p94Um0M/s320/lone-survivor1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just finished this one, it came highly recommended and I did enjoy it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING: it has lots of swear words, so be forewarned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a touching story of bravery and dedication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG8CIraBVV4/TgVDKOvMQAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/PiRhxlunvjs/s1600/books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG8CIraBVV4/TgVDKOvMQAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/PiRhxlunvjs/s1600/books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a book that was made into a movie by HBO, both are excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPjAlULcVps/TgVDL5Znf3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/dIGX7romxj4/s1600/books-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPjAlULcVps/TgVDL5Znf3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/dIGX7romxj4/s1600/books-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I read this book a few years ago in just a couple days, wonderful!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I plan to read it again this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXRCIULHj58/TgVDOFOZo3I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/XIP_VrBP0JI/s1600/EOd6tlx0z2ZsonLMMIHSFCsA0f8tJW6xnxeyphSrBFTF65Q5PbdljfF3Gz-dsD8owgIDgj9F78r4YBQzAlriOY4UyA12k8hHprO8xcw_fT9ycj2LXhgxPp-lvzuHCJ2sXfjay0joht31b0-4_UIc-Wu592yeG-GM7ue0XBP4GViBBHcf3W6z1g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXRCIULHj58/TgVDOFOZo3I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/XIP_VrBP0JI/s1600/EOd6tlx0z2ZsonLMMIHSFCsA0f8tJW6xnxeyphSrBFTF65Q5PbdljfF3Gz-dsD8owgIDgj9F78r4YBQzAlriOY4UyA12k8hHprO8xcw_fT9ycj2LXhgxPp-lvzuHCJ2sXfjay0joht31b0-4_UIc-Wu592yeG-GM7ue0XBP4GViBBHcf3W6z1g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cried pretty much through this whole movie, but just let me say that I wasn't the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a true story about a military officer who volunteers to escort the remains of a fallen Marine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to his hometown in Wyoming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2H7StfVhb4/TgVIXZRhTGI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2qnu4e9Q8EU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2H7StfVhb4/TgVIXZRhTGI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2qnu4e9Q8EU/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this on Netflix a few nights ago and watched it for the second time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another movie based on a true story which gives a glimpse of personal sacrifice given for freedom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQXtpIzBBbA/TgVJPng8Y9I/AAAAAAAAAiY/mylNpzEzHpw/s1600/4970168_product.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQXtpIzBBbA/TgVJPng8Y9I/AAAAAAAAAiY/mylNpzEzHpw/s1600/4970168_product.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one makes me cry too, a touching story and explanation of how freedom and the gospel of Jesus Christ are intertwined. We read it every Christmas, but would be wonderful to read anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please share with me your favorite stories, books, movies and music that celebrate freedom, our country, and those who have served and sacrificed for both.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1430231383984055853?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1430231383984055853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-i-love-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1430231383984055853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1430231383984055853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-i-love-summer.html' title='Why I Love Summer'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xbF93F34lI/TgVDEBxKx5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gyn4p94Um0M/s72-c/lone-survivor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-4763574758551519475</id><published>2011-06-19T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:47:11.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a week with some of my favorite people</title><content type='html'>Last week I got to be with 3 of my grandchildren, what a joy they are to me!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite pictures, they will give you just a taste of the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iInWJpiFqH0/Tf56yQKWhFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/M6w0vzg0Fck/s1600/IMG_3069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iInWJpiFqH0/Tf56yQKWhFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/M6w0vzg0Fck/s320/IMG_3069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my jogging buddies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZXk-FH1S6M/Tf562TqdwmI/AAAAAAAAAho/fu67mQK89hQ/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZXk-FH1S6M/Tf562TqdwmI/AAAAAAAAAho/fu67mQK89hQ/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;doctor kit and patient from the hospital&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEesQFyBetg/Tf565fphG8I/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZQffwXDS0Gc/s1600/IMG_3114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEesQFyBetg/Tf565fphG8I/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZQffwXDS0Gc/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with their whale named Dave&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ryDNTCdf0/Tf568gibp0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/tL9PvYQSSkA/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ryDNTCdf0/Tf568gibp0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/tL9PvYQSSkA/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;what two straws are for&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBR78gsBRcQ/Tf56_1Zkh8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/x6YJ_GdRqaE/s1600/IMG_3131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBR78gsBRcQ/Tf56_1Zkh8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/x6YJ_GdRqaE/s320/IMG_3131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;best friends&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7vbuLYlcpM/Tf57mlmRYEI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Yieb4jg-pjc/s1600/IMG_3074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7vbuLYlcpM/Tf57mlmRYEI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Yieb4jg-pjc/s320/IMG_3074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a safe place for a favorite toy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIZcv7qFfYw/Tf57p8zy3MI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Frqx-JgvZUw/s1600/IMG_3120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIZcv7qFfYw/Tf57p8zy3MI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Frqx-JgvZUw/s320/IMG_3120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You made your cracker into the Piston Cup!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-4763574758551519475?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4763574758551519475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/week-with-some-of-my-favorite-people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4763574758551519475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4763574758551519475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/week-with-some-of-my-favorite-people.html' title='a week with some of my favorite people'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iInWJpiFqH0/Tf56yQKWhFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/M6w0vzg0Fck/s72-c/IMG_3069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8503326152091027988</id><published>2011-06-19T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:21:51.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God so loved the world</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I have the experience of learning something I thought I already knew. Michael McLean wrote a song about long-married love that says "compared to how I love you now, it's almost like it wasn't love before". Coming up on 36 years of marriage I identify with that statement. Shared experiences, heartaches, and joys deepen and sweeten love, it is truly a privilege to grow old together. What I thought I knew about love on my wedding day has been eclipsed by the love my sweetheart and I now share, and I think it will continue to get better.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I gained a new understanding for the love our Father in Heaven and Our Savior have for each of us. I was sitting in the Provo temple and as I watched people come and go I had some tender thoughts. I first though how wonderful it would be to see one of my children come in the door. I would rise to meet them, we would embrace and I would tell them how happy I was to see them and how much I love them; it would be a joyful experience. &lt;br /&gt;Then I had a newer, deeper thought. If the Savior was sitting in my place He would know everyone, He would rise and embrace each one and express His love and delight that they had come to His holy house. &lt;br /&gt;Then I began to see everyone differently.&amp;nbsp; I realized that He knows their hearts and the burdens they carry. I remembered, somehow differently than before,  that every person is of such great worth that He suffered for us all individually, as if it was all for us alone. In each person I began to see someone that my Savior loves dearly, someone He knows by name and circumstance, someone He was willing to die for.&lt;br /&gt;I will be a better person if I can remember what I learned that day, that we are not as we might seem ~ we are precious children of God, greatly loved by Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16&lt;br /&gt;Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13&lt;br /&gt;Remember the worth of souls is great in the sight of God. D&amp;amp;C 18:10&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-8503326152091027988?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8503326152091027988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-so-loved-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8503326152091027988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8503326152091027988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-so-loved-world.html' title='God so loved the world'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2763359122674974259</id><published>2011-05-27T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:02:22.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Garden 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This has been a cold, wet, and snowy spring! But that hasn't stopped my amazing gardener husband.&amp;nbsp; The tulips and daffodils came and went without a lot of notice from us, it's been so cool and wet we haven't been outside as much as we like. The forecast is for warmer weather next week, with a chance of rain. But as you can see, the garden is up and running, it's always fun to see those little seeds sprout and grow. We will post updates as things progress. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRb2J7TWFDI/TeAqCkhKaXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vRihG7axANc/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRb2J7TWFDI/TeAqCkhKaXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vRihG7axANc/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;29 March, the daffodils are always such a welcome sight,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially when spring is so cold and wet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiM_mZXlWQM/TeAqGhE43_I/AAAAAAAAAgY/tuiBWYhWIlQ/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiM_mZXlWQM/TeAqGhE43_I/AAAAAAAAAgY/tuiBWYhWIlQ/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3 April, and don't think this was the last of our snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGREOzYGu40/TeAqKq_D4FI/AAAAAAAAAgc/JV3BYItZDpc/s1600/IMG_2942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGREOzYGu40/TeAqKq_D4FI/AAAAAAAAAgc/JV3BYItZDpc/s320/IMG_2942.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;26 May, lots of berries on these plants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P28f_lhD5U/TeAqOvznMzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_7rn_-uqUOw/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P28f_lhD5U/TeAqOvznMzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_7rn_-uqUOw/s320/IMG_2944.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4 planter boxes of June-bearing strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eouVL1KQC0/TeAqTYyPocI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Jbdg1jzrXR0/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eouVL1KQC0/TeAqTYyPocI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Jbdg1jzrXR0/s320/IMG_2947.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;lettuce, spinach, chard and carrots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UIZ2BNKF7d4/TeAqYQCKugI/AAAAAAAAAgo/-na_lNTigxg/s1600/IMG_2948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UIZ2BNKF7d4/TeAqYQCKugI/AAAAAAAAAgo/-na_lNTigxg/s320/IMG_2948.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bell and Anaheim peppers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FezZPWPzyyU/TeAqc5v_GoI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rSgP49z0V1I/s1600/IMG_2949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cBBE4nAssNE/TeAqn5JOeTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/6SteHwvDghQ/s320/IMG_2951.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever-bearing strawberries, they are loaded with blossoms and fruit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2763359122674974259?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2763359122674974259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-garden-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2763359122674974259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2763359122674974259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-garden-2011.html' title='Our Garden 2011'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRb2J7TWFDI/TeAqCkhKaXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vRihG7axANc/s72-c/IMG_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2513148329074653288</id><published>2011-05-10T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T16:46:07.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangers of pornography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I get updates on Facebook from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=332654253881" href="http://www.facebook.com/PornHarms"&gt; Pornography Harms&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and want to do something to spread the word about the damage done in too many families and individual lives, and the widespread effect on society, of this huge, pervasive industry. I took just one paragraph from the article to give an idea of what it is about, I hope you will follow the link and read the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pornography: How to lose your humanity &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="timestamp" style="text-align: center;"&gt;         Published: Monday, May 9, 2011 4:30 a.m. MDT Deseret News&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                               By Roger Stark &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Porn, like it or not, is sex education. Some viewers perceive what they  see as normal, acceptable and even desirable. Reminiscent of Pinocchio  at the fair, some viewers of pornography suddenly find they aren’t  little boys anymore. Changed, but unaware of the transformation, they  become blind to anything but their own desires. Humanity and its  compassion, kindness and unselfishness become the casualties. While  searching for an understanding of sexuality, they instead develop  distortions and lose humane qualities.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desne.ws/iYaLln"&gt;http://desne.ws/iYaLln&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2513148329074653288?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2513148329074653288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/05/dangers-of-pornography.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2513148329074653288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2513148329074653288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/05/dangers-of-pornography.html' title='Dangers of pornography'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1607616824085333961</id><published>2011-05-09T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:05:03.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU Women's Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I attended Women's Conference with two of my sisters, and our niece Jenny from California at the end of April. My sister Connie was invited to be part of the "Evening of Service" project and she recruited us to help. We were involved with making totes filled with puzzles and other kid-friendly things which will be distributed to 11 or 12 organizations, such as the local police,&amp;nbsp; who deal with at -risk children,&amp;nbsp; and those in crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F82taJpvTHo/TcC2RTOAFaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZVXlhKNB8C4/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F82taJpvTHo/TcC2RTOAFaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZVXlhKNB8C4/s320/IMG_0459.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Krista,&amp;nbsp; Jenny, me, and Connie ~ and the darling totes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The service projects were amazing. There were about 8 project centers in  a huge room, and women came flooding in to be part of the service. As  they sat together and worked, they visited, laughed, made new friends,  and made a small difference in someone's life, someone they will never  meet. What a wonderful opportunity to show love ~ unselfish, godly love,  that which is referred to in scripture as charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGlexQ6R-hM/TcC2TsF9HiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uwp8t7Knp58/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGlexQ6R-hM/TcC2TsF9HiI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uwp8t7Knp58/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;these preemie hats were another project&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KVSlVCMQco/TcC2WaKronI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-HcsQ3VHriM/s1600/IMG_0465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KVSlVCMQco/TcC2WaKronI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-HcsQ3VHriM/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this one was called crowns and scepters ~ sorry, no picture of the crown&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-obj_76r8D_8/TcC2eUiNWCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aRjJNGnaFxk/s1600/IMG_0466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-obj_76r8D_8/TcC2eUiNWCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aRjJNGnaFxk/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;they also put some journals together&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUZYZYbpSOw/TcC2hJ4o0uI/AAAAAAAAAfU/GoXrKeAkFG8/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUZYZYbpSOw/TcC2hJ4o0uI/AAAAAAAAAfU/GoXrKeAkFG8/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;these caterpillars were filled with beans, like a bean bag, and will be used with autistic children&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e711e4037d22c68e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De711e4037d22c68e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29B4D2B3F2DE0960AD5532FF291067877464077.430C255AA866DCF3A8A19AF5993CCB3F91C55AF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De711e4037d22c68e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHojGzoBlxM7ucDAdKkGhya9JlU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De711e4037d22c68e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29B4D2B3F2DE0960AD5532FF291067877464077.430C255AA866DCF3A8A19AF5993CCB3F91C55AF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De711e4037d22c68e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHojGzoBlxM7ucDAdKkGhya9JlU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also walked  through the Sharing Stations, and found many interesting things and  ideas.&amp;nbsp; Handouts, patterns, quotes, directions, etc, will be on the  website soon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://womensconference.byu.edu/"&gt;http://womensconference.byu.edu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUhhpXFjhg4/TcC2NyzOj0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/mURRZVqwp2I/s1600/IMG_0455.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUhhpXFjhg4/TcC2NyzOj0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/mURRZVqwp2I/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute little heart pockets we saw and want to make &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference started at 9 am with a general opening address by Sister Virginia Pearce. She spoke about small and simple things, basing her remarks on the conference theme ~ Alma 37:6. She focused her remarks on prayer, a small and simple thing that truly brings great things to pass. Here are some of my favorite parts of her talk, taken from my notes so they are paraphrased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Prayer may not change my circumstances, but it can change me.&lt;br /&gt;Our prayers can be a small part of the miracle the Lord will work in the lives of those we love.&lt;br /&gt;God frequently puts His signature on small events of the day.&lt;br /&gt;The miracle of prayer is not in manipulating events in life, but in developing a relationship with God.&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is a beautiful ennobling spirit at Women's Conference. If you are ever able to attend,&amp;nbsp; I highly recommend it; it always makes me want to be a better person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1607616824085333961?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1607616824085333961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/05/byu-womens-conference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1607616824085333961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1607616824085333961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/05/byu-womens-conference.html' title='BYU Women&apos;s Conference'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F82taJpvTHo/TcC2RTOAFaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ZVXlhKNB8C4/s72-c/IMG_0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2872696235883546280</id><published>2011-04-26T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T17:15:19.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong &amp; Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfAnjW0xHvc/TbdfpKjZTfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dbYxseCNp54/s1600/IMG_2835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfAnjW0xHvc/TbdfpKjZTfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dbYxseCNp54/s320/IMG_2835.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was recently privileged to spend some time with Robin and Dennison and their sweet little family. There is never a dull moment in their home, there is always someone to feed, bathe, comfort, play with, or tell stories to. I don’t know that my presence made much difference, but they continually inspire and teach me ~ they make me want to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reflect on their circumstances I long to see things the way God does. His purposes are accomplished through every-day living as well as in times that are not so ordinary. He has many things to teach us, and it seems that He prefers we learn most often by experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most moms, I would rather go through painful experiences or severe challenges myself rather than watch my children face them.&amp;nbsp; I have wondered if our Father in Heaven feels about all of us like we do about our children and grandchildren. Does He feel sorrow when we weep? Does He have a heavy heart when we struggle and become discouraged? Ascribing such feelings to God may seem to be making Him too human, or, maybe these charitable feelings we have about those we love so dearly are godly, placed in our hearts by our Father. We read in the scriptures that Jesus wept when he found Mary and Martha grieving over the death of their brother Lazarus, one of His close friends. Surely He knew that Lazarus would soon come forth from the tomb at His command, that tears being shed in sorrow would be turned to tears of joy, and yet He wept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If comfort, peace, and happiness were all our Father wants for us, then what role would difficulties play in our lives? If our sorrows and struggles cause Him sorrow as well, why would He not eliminate such experiences? What benefit is there in the challenges of life that is worth the cost to us and to Him? If I could see as our Father sees, I would understand that there are things that can be learned best in such times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In General Conference a few weeks ago, Elder Paul Johnson shared this quote and story in the Sunday morning session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;“No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. … All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable. … It is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Orson F. Whitney, in Spencer W. Kimball, Faith Precedes the Miracle (1972), 98.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Recently a nine-year-old boy was diagnosed with a rare bone cancer. The doctor explained the diagnosis and the treatment, which included months of chemotherapy and major surgery. He said it would be a very difficult time for the boy and his family but then added, “People ask me, ‘Will I be the same after this is over?’ I tell them, ‘No, you won’t be the same. You will be so much stronger. You will be awesome!’&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the April Ensign magazine, I found this statement (p. 27):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“When someone has an ailment or an illness and they are healed as the result of a blessing, their faith is being strengthened. But for those who aren’t healed but continue faithful, their faith is being perfected. The first is a faith-promoting experience. The second is faith-perfecting.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Which brings me back to Robin and Dennison. I am sure they wish they could take the medicine, the treatments, the ‘pokes’, the nausea, and all the rest upon themselves rather than see Carter go through it. They know there is divine purpose in their difficulties, and they are facing them with love, faith, and determination. I stand in awe at their strength and good cheer. Their whole family is on the way to being so much stronger, they will be awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2872696235883546280?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2872696235883546280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/04/strong-awesome.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2872696235883546280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2872696235883546280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/04/strong-awesome.html' title='Strong &amp; Awesome'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfAnjW0xHvc/TbdfpKjZTfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dbYxseCNp54/s72-c/IMG_2835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1120640034201126961</id><published>2011-04-07T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:21:20.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>I left home Tuesday morning to spend some time with Robin and her family while Carter continues his chemotherapy. It took several days to gather things and pack, and I got so excited to be with Robin's family again; but I wasn't prepared for how hard it would be to leave home and my husband. He was so helpful getting everything ready for the trip, he made sure the truck was in good shape for the long drive and even programmed the GPS so I wouldn't get lost. Pulling out of the driveway all by myself with over 800 miles to drive was difficult but I knew it was the right thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, when we lived in Idaho and our kids were small, Dave spent about 8 months working in California. I stayed home and tried to fill the role of mom and dad, it was a difficult time for all of us. Dave came home every month or so and I loved that, but here was always another goodbye waiting around the corner. During one of those long months I saw a movie called 'The Other Side of the Mountain'  about an Olympic skier named Jill Kinmont who also had some separations from the one she loved. One scene gave me comfort; she and her sweetheart were saying goodbye and as she was crying he said 'just be grateful that you love someone so much that it hurts so deeply to say goodbye'. &lt;br /&gt;I thought of that Tuesday morning,and a few times since. I feel like only half a person without my sweetheart, I guess we have started the process of becoming one.&lt;br /&gt;The next few weeks will be full of joy and wonderful opportunities here with my grandchildren, and I look forward to the day when Dave comes to drive home with me and I will feel whole again. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1120640034201126961?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1120640034201126961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbyes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1120640034201126961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1120640034201126961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7228486551853518874</id><published>2011-04-03T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:21:06.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl Bloch exhibit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week Dave and I went to Carl Bloch exhibit at the BYU Museum of Art.&amp;nbsp; When we arrived I rented an iPad which was loaded with a program that gave commentary on the paintings on display and others in the collection. I saw things in the paintings I might have missed without the comments and observations offered.&amp;nbsp; Since we went on Monday afternoon, I suppose it was a family night activity for many, there were lots of families there with their small children. But there was a reverent feeling in the gallery,&amp;nbsp; people moved about quietly. There was plenty of room to sit in front of each painting, and many were there reflecting on the beauty of the art and on the majesty of the Son of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmAyLisjeDY/TZiUNO3dNEI/AAAAAAAAAeg/x6bi5tIN1Nw/s1600/Carl-Heinrich-Bloch-xx-Doubting-Thomas-xx-Public-collection.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmAyLisjeDY/TZiUNO3dNEI/AAAAAAAAAeg/x6bi5tIN1Nw/s320/Carl-Heinrich-Bloch-xx-Doubting-Thomas-xx-Public-collection.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the first painting we saw, it is a beautiful rendition of Thomas and the resurrected Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It depicts the moment Thomas, having doubted that Christ had been resurrected, believed. I think I understand his feelings as he realized that all Jesus had foretold about himself was true; maybe he had one of those precious experiences where he had a mighty change of heart and became even more converted, changed by the ministry and love of Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kV4MRizu3jw/TZiWdgZsMvI/AAAAAAAAAek/6-ycmCA81Vg/s1600/Carl-Bloch-Christ-and-the-Young-Child.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kV4MRizu3jw/TZiWdgZsMvI/AAAAAAAAAek/6-ycmCA81Vg/s320/Carl-Bloch-Christ-and-the-Young-Child.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another painting that was on display.&amp;nbsp; The Savior's love for children is evident in his face, perhaps we are all included in his protective embrace as this child is. How careful and tender we should be with each other, always reflecting the love Jesus has for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3O4Lvs42oI/TZiUEAS2CrI/AAAAAAAAAec/SAb_lXN2GUc/s1600/jesus-and-the-samaritan-woman-carl-bloch.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3O4Lvs42oI/TZiUEAS2CrI/AAAAAAAAAec/SAb_lXN2GUc/s1600/jesus-and-the-samaritan-woman-carl-bloch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This painting was not included in the exhibit, but it is one of my favorites. It hangs in the Provo temple where I see it often. It reminds me of the love the Savior has for women, how much he wants to teach us. His invitation is constant to all of us, to come unto Him and he will reveal himself to us, as he did to this Samaritan woman to whom he testified that he is the Son of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78RqWi51zqU/TZiYr4cz0hI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Xz4QBP-yEDY/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78RqWi51zqU/TZiYr4cz0hI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Xz4QBP-yEDY/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this painting. It depicts the humanity of our Savior, reminding me that his suffering for our pains, sicknesses and sins was given at great cost to himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gpe1d4PQj4/TZiY-lMIOaI/AAAAAAAAAes/_tebO5u7ie8/s1600/bethesda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gpe1d4PQj4/TZiY-lMIOaI/AAAAAAAAAes/_tebO5u7ie8/s320/bethesda.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The healing power of Jesus is beautifully shown here. Just as he caused the lame to walk, the blind to see, and the lepers to be cleansed,&amp;nbsp; he can heal our sorrow, our discouragement, our loneliness, grief,&amp;nbsp; sinfulness, and pain of any kind. He is the Healer, the Bread of Life, the Living Water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PR3-3V5PZeE/TZiZAax3mwI/AAAAAAAAAew/mIKhbXLpFoU/s1600/daughter%252Bof%252Bjairus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PR3-3V5PZeE/TZiZAax3mwI/AAAAAAAAAew/mIKhbXLpFoU/s320/daughter%252Bof%252Bjairus.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This painting was new to me, I don't remember seeing it before. The look on the mother's face is heartbreaking, her grief and despair are evident. The heavy burden of the death of her child weighs heavily upon her, even as the Savior, he who will raise the dead, comes through her door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had an experience with the scriptures recently about the healing power of our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading 3 Nephi 17: 7-10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have ye any that are &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote11" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=7a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;sick&lt;/a&gt; among you? Bring them hither. Have ye any that are lame, or blind, or halt, or maimed, or &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote12" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=7b&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;leprous&lt;/a&gt;, or that are withered, or that are deaf, or that are afflicted in any manner? Bring them hither and I will &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;c&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote13" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=7c&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;heal&lt;/a&gt; them, for I have compassion upon you; my bowels are filled with mercy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="bookmark dontHighlight" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3347258105990521075&amp;amp;postID=7228486551853518874" name="8"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;For I perceive that ye desire that I should show unto you what I have done unto your brethren at Jerusalem, for I see that your &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote14" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=8a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;faith&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote15" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=8b&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;sufficient&lt;/a&gt; that I should heal you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="bookmark dontHighlight" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3347258105990521075&amp;amp;postID=7228486551853518874" name="9"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;And  it came to pass that when he had thus spoken, all the multitude, with  one accord, did go forth with their sick and their afflicted, and their  lame, and with their &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote16" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=9a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;blind&lt;/a&gt;,  and with their dumb, and with all them that were afflicted in any  manner; and he did heal them every one as they were brought forth unto  him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="bookmark dontHighlight" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3347258105990521075&amp;amp;postID=7228486551853518874" name="10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;And  they did all, both they who had been healed and they who were whole,  bow down at his feet, and did worship him; and as many as could come for  the multitude did &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote17" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=3-ne&amp;amp;chapterUri=17&amp;amp;noteID=10a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;kiss&lt;/a&gt; his feet, insomuch that they did bathe his feet with their tears.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As I read this passage I wished I had been there, to have taken someone I love, or even to have presented myself, to be healed, to have felt his love and power as he ministered to his people.&amp;nbsp; But I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; been healed by him, I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; felt his love and power and compassion.&amp;nbsp; Someday I will see him again, and will reverently bow before him and bathe his feet with tears of gratitude and love for his mercy, goodness, patience, and willingness to forgive one so undeserving as I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7228486551853518874?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7228486551853518874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/04/carl-bloch-exhibit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7228486551853518874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7228486551853518874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/04/carl-bloch-exhibit.html' title='Carl Bloch exhibit'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmAyLisjeDY/TZiUNO3dNEI/AAAAAAAAAeg/x6bi5tIN1Nw/s72-c/Carl-Heinrich-Bloch-xx-Doubting-Thomas-xx-Public-collection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6386154585546719939</id><published>2011-04-02T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:10:57.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the kind of person who always needs a project to work on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I recently made these hats for Robin's boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-sM4tRqXs4/TZe_T43JxtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/GaeUWZGsJX4/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-sM4tRqXs4/TZe_T43JxtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/GaeUWZGsJX4/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;more hats for Carter and Jude&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHcd7YW3hU/TZe_Y7HcCmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MWYQQ4iN7pw/s1600/IMG_0303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHcd7YW3hU/TZe_Y7HcCmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MWYQQ4iN7pw/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sent this monkey hat last month, I'm making another one right now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Py6-Six3m8/TZe_OCuWwdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/8B8nmqh5gZg/s400/IMG_0403.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made these blood-bug eating monsters for Carter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is trying to grow his own and I thought these might help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfvSsLTUShc/TZe_rck7LCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xb3C_TmiIGk/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfvSsLTUShc/TZe_rck7LCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xb3C_TmiIGk/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd ward Relief Society, we love these girls!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 2nd ward Relief Society had a dinner a few weeks ago and so we got a picture. We have come to love these young women, and will be so sad to see many of them leave when the semester is over in a few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmFlfz9I2fM/TZe_wAcJhzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/dBbt8KNKpZE/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmFlfz9I2fM/TZe_wAcJhzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/dBbt8KNKpZE/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rick's dog Mateo, he is spoiled&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We recently went to see Rick, and got to meet his new dog. I have to say that he is very spoiled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePYqwuO2IIE/TZe_7VqVMCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/a_LEQAjVCWs/s1600/IMG_2640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePYqwuO2IIE/TZe_7VqVMCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/a_LEQAjVCWs/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I caught Cache stacking my cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cache keeps us hopping. He can now open the pantry door by himself and is quite fascinated by it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes he just climbs up on the step stool to look around in there. Luckily there is a flashlight in there too, so he is never in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdG5Joz1zWo/TZe_77RW38I/AAAAAAAAAeY/_EM4vqyGF48/s1600/022711006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdG5Joz1zWo/TZe_77RW38I/AAAAAAAAAeY/_EM4vqyGF48/s320/022711006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got this picture from the Brundage Mountain web site, Jonas is quite well known there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What a skier he is, I think he loves it as much as his dad does, if that's possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My brother Jim told me a story a few weeks ago that made me very sad and yet inspired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's about a young woman from Washington who was murdered in late 1982, a victim of the "Green River Killer".&amp;nbsp; The serial murderer was caught, after a nearly 20 year killing spree,&amp;nbsp; and eventually made a plea agreement in Nov 2003, pleading guilty to 49 murders, to avoid the death penalty. As part of the agreement, he faced the family members of his victims as they vented their anger, frustration, and hatred.&amp;nbsp; This video clip is part 5 of a 5 part series done by A&amp;amp;E. It is a little long, the most important part, the part that touched my heart, is when Mr Rule, father of Linda Rule, spoke to the killer, Mr Ridgway (start at 3:42 and go to 5:09).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/WUXyCsXNzC0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUXyCsXNzC0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUXyCsXNzC0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have wondered how I would react in Mr Rule's place. Would I show compassion to one who caused me such unbelievable heartache? Would I choose to put my beliefs into practice, under such extreme circumstances, and live like God wants me to live, no matter how difficult it might be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Several years ago I was counseled by a member of my Stake Presidency to let go of a grudge I was holding. I felt justified in my ill feelings, this person had been a part of the most emotional pain I had felt in my life. My family had been disrupted and the hurt and anger I felt was deep and bitter. I did follow the advice I received, and was able to eventually forgive. The odd thing is that the person I was angry with probably never even knew; I was the only person being harmed by my holding a grudge. I hope I have grown since then, that I now would be able to forgive more quickly than I did then. I admire Mr Rule for his desire and ability to live like he believes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I have been inspired, as you probably have, by the  stories and accounts coming from Japan about the kindness and compassion  many of the people are showing in the face of such devastation, loss,  uncertainty, and lack of life's necessities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How would I act if a life-changing natural disaster hit my town? Would I be willing to share the necessities of life for the well-being of others? Would I live the Golden Rule then, when it would have such real consequences?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am grateful for these two recent examples of kindness, compassion, and love, no matter the circumstances. I believe hard things are coming for us, that there will be many opportunities for me to live like I believe in difficult times. A favorite scripture verse is encouraging: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-4963447245098391045?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4963447245098391045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/03/live-like-you-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4963447245098391045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4963447245098391045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/03/live-like-you-believe.html' title='Live like you believe'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6342822521935052436</id><published>2011-03-10T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T17:06:43.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me stronger</title><content type='html'>Once in a while I require myself to do something that is difficult. It could be speaking up when I'd rather stay quiet, or going without sugar for a month, or maybe I will read a book that I have to work at, or even invite someone I don't know well over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;There are not many hills around our house, but the wind blows a lot. When I go jogging I am usually in the cross wind, but for 3 or 4 blocks I 'run' straight into the wind. I feel like one of those cartoon characters whose legs go like crazy but they stay in one place. Then once I turn the corner and the resistance is gone, I feel like I'm going twice as fast as I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing against opposition builds muscles, character and commitment. It shows me what I am capable of, that I can do difficult things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6342822521935052436?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6342822521935052436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-makes-me-stronger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6342822521935052436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6342822521935052436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-makes-me-stronger.html' title='What makes me stronger'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8948652988820407725</id><published>2011-02-13T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:06:00.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I learned from Carter</title><content type='html'>I spent January with Dennison and Robin and their family while Carter went through his first round of treatment. It was a bitter-sweet time: I loved being with them, but the situation was hard on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Having never been around anyone going through chemotherapy, I wasn't sure what to expect. We had more good days than bad days, and some memories are etched in my mind and are very sweet and comforting to recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGsvvixuMXU/TVibCnOM-jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0Uf11Yl3pKA/s1600/IMG_2578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGsvvixuMXU/TVibCnOM-jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0Uf11Yl3pKA/s320/IMG_2578.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter and me the day I left to go home&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;During those days and weeks I realized that all challenges are opportunities, and all opportunities include challenges; it’s all in how we look at it. Take advantage of challenges, learn something; don’t just get through  it, make the most of it; come to know  God, gain experience. That’s easy to say, harder to do. So this is an opportunity for me to learn and grow under circumstances not presented to me before. I kept a journal of sorts and am grateful for the insights I had, and that I wrote them down. &lt;br /&gt;Here is my list of what I learned from my sweet little Carter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;* be brave when you have to do hard things&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* do what you can for/by yourself&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* ask for help when you need it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* listen to the boss, no one else&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* find happiness in simple things&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* get out when the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* let your happiness show&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* know what you want, don’t settle for less&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-8948652988820407725?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8948652988820407725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-i-learned-from-carter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8948652988820407725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8948652988820407725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-i-learned-from-carter.html' title='Things I learned from Carter'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGsvvixuMXU/TVibCnOM-jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0Uf11Yl3pKA/s72-c/IMG_2578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-4775911457290238349</id><published>2011-01-12T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:59:10.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>This year started much differently than we expected. On 31 Dec. Dave and I started for Robin &amp; Dennison's house after hearing of Carter's diagnosis of leukemia. I decided to stay in Wa until his first round of treatment is over at the end of the month. I will write more about this experience when I get home to my computer. You can follow his progress at cartersmightyfight.blogspot.com, see it on my blog list below as Carter's Story. Thank you for your love, prayers and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-4775911457290238349?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4775911457290238349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/01/january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4775911457290238349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4775911457290238349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2011/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8106508653726454312</id><published>2010-12-29T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T16:38:16.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I have been reading, part 1</title><content type='html'>On my recent trip to Robin’s house, I took 4 books with me. Her boys go to bed early and so I spent some time reading each evening, giving Robin and Dennison some quiet time alone.&lt;br /&gt;I read &lt;i&gt;The Book of Mormon&lt;/i&gt; every day for at least 15 minutes, so that was one of the books. The others are, &lt;i&gt;Misquoting Jesus &lt;/i&gt;by Bart Ehrman, &lt;i&gt;A Grief Observed&lt;/i&gt; by CS Lewis, and &lt;i&gt;The Problem of Pain&lt;/i&gt;, also by CS Lewis. A day or so before I came home I bought &lt;i&gt;The Goose Girl&lt;/i&gt; by Shannon Hale, which I&amp;nbsp; started on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;Since I love to get recommendations for books, movies, recipes, etc, I will share my impressions and opinions about these books in case you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Misquoting Jesus; the Story Behind Who Changed the Bible and Why&lt;/i&gt; was the first one I read. It’s author, Bard Ehrman, is a well renowned biblical scholar, and an accomplished expert on early Christianity. In the introduction he tells his own story in a very honest and open way, including his journey as a Christian and the reasons why he has become an agnostic. He clearly reveals his conclusions and opinions, some of which I disagree with, and the evidence and reasoning behind them. I found this book very interesting and read it quickly. Here is a summary of his main points taken from the last pages of the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;* We do not have the original manuscripts of any of the books of the New Testament, but&amp;nbsp; only copies--over 5000 copies, just in the Greek language in which these books were originally written.&lt;br /&gt;* Most of these copies are centuries removed from the originals.&lt;br /&gt;* All of these copies contain mistakes both great and small, as scribes either inadvertently or intentionally altered the text.&lt;br /&gt;* The vast majority of these changes are insignificant, immaterial, and of no importance for the meaning of the passages in which they are found.&lt;br /&gt;* Others, however, are quite significant. Sometimes the meaning of a verse, a passage, or an entire book depends on which textual variants the scholar decides are ‘original’.&lt;br /&gt;* These decisions are sometimes relatively simple to make; but in other instances they are exceedingly difficult, even for scholars who have spent years working on the problem&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* As a result, there are many passages of the New Testament where scholars continue to debate the original wording. And there are some in which we will probably never know what the authors originally wrote.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; p 260-261&lt;/blockquote&gt;Here is another telling paragraph, taken from page 216:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...the more I studied, the more I saw that reading a text necessarily involves interpreting a text. I suppose when I started my studies I had a rather unsophisticated view of reading; that the point of reading a text is simply to let the text “speak for itself,” to uncover the meaning inherent in its words. The reality, I came to see, is that meaning is not inherent and texts do not speak for themselves. If texts could speak for themselves, then everyone honestly and openly reading a text would agree on what the text says. But interpretations of texts abound, and people in fact do not agree on what the texts mean. This is obviously true of the texts of scripture; simply look at the hundreds, or even thousands, of ways people interpret the book of Revelation, or consider all the different Christian denominations, filled with intelligent and well-meaning people who base their views of how the church should be organized and function on the Bible, yet all of them coming to radically different conclusions (Baptists, Pentecostals, Presbyterians, Roman Catholics, Appalachian snake-handlers, Greek Orthodox, and on and on).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this book, I am even more grateful that God speaks to man in our day, that we have a living prophet who receives revelation from Him for us. &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ehrman reaches an interesting, but I feel erroneous, conclusion regarding the corruption of the manuscripts of the Bible which he became aware of in his years of study. He decides that since God did not prevent men from changing the text of scripture down through the ages, then He must not have inspired its writing in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;But God knew that the inspired and sacred writings of his prophets would be tampered with, and He provided the solution. He prepared other books of scripture to reinforce and restore the truth; records that were kept and preserved so we could have the truths originally included in the manuscripts of the books of the Bible. That is the role of the Book of Mormon. This record was prepared and then ‘hidden up unto the Lord’, kept in it’s purity because it was not in circulation among men, and then brought forth in one step of translation in our time. It is a marvelous second witness of the gospel of Jesus Christ which bears witness to it’s readers the plain and precious truths taken from the Bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-8106508653726454312?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8106508653726454312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-i-have-been-reading-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8106508653726454312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8106508653726454312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-i-have-been-reading-part-1.html' title='What I have been reading, part 1'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-862429318205697944</id><published>2010-12-26T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T18:04:36.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>What a month it has been. We got ready for Christmas early this year so I could spend some time with Robin, Dennison, Carter, Jude and their new baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;The first week or so of December was filled with 3 concerts at BYU, our BYU ward Christmas dinner, visiting teaching, the 1st Presidency Devotional, baking goodies, wrapping gifts and sending packages. Then I was off to Washington on the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to be in Robin and Dennison’s home, to see them and their boys and new baby girl. I kept pretty busy just keeping up with the boys, they are so much fun. We read lots of stories, played hide-and-seek, put puzzles together, and took lots of pictures. I even stayed for Robin’s birthday; we had Raspberry Ribbon Cheesecake ~ Robin’s favorite, and I watched the latest Twilight movie with them, the only one I’ve seen.&lt;br /&gt;I am so pleased and proud of my sweet daughter and the mom and wife she has become. I am so glad she decided to marry Dennison, he brings out the best in her and they are a great team. They have created a wonderful atmosphere in which to raise their family; a home filled with patience, love, laughter, and joy. It was a privilege to be there, I loved every minute.&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice to get back home; I arrived in SLC at about 9 pm and Dave was waiting at the airport. We woke up the next morning, when I had an 8 o'clock appointment, to 15" of new snow. My Idaho family and friends won't think that is a big deal, but without a snow blower and snow tires it is a bigger deal than we care to deal with very often. After trying to get out of the neighborhood and getting stuck more than once, we just came home and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TRfyf3DYUhI/AAAAAAAAAds/1R5wwX_m5lA/s1600/IMG_2371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TRfyf3DYUhI/AAAAAAAAAds/1R5wwX_m5lA/s320/IMG_2371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dave on the deck, up to his knees in snow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TRfyj29LNJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Wt5rGi3TKD0/s1600/IMG_2373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TRfyj29LNJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Wt5rGi3TKD0/s320/IMG_2373.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the yardstick tells the story&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The whole week was fun and festive, finishing last minute Christmas projects, delivering goodies, etc. Christmas day was wonderful ~ but quieter than I would choose. We breakfasted with Steve, Krista and Cache, then had dinner with my family that evening.&amp;nbsp; Dave and I are looking forward to spending this next week together with a few gatherings thrown in; then welcoming the new year with all the new experiences, friends, and opportunities it will bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-862429318205697944?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/862429318205697944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/862429318205697944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/862429318205697944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TRfyf3DYUhI/AAAAAAAAAds/1R5wwX_m5lA/s72-c/IMG_2371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5406946283191044795</id><published>2010-11-30T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T19:29:33.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Gratitude seems to be an old fashioned human characteristic, like patience, frugality, and meekness. Thanksgiving day is a good reminder for me to take time regularly to reflect on the many wonderful things I have in my life that I so consistently take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;My list of things I am grateful for includes hot showers, our warm and comfortable home, a reliable car, wholesome food and clean water, my amazing family, and my husband who works hard to provide for us, along with intangibles like the gospel of Jesus Christ, and the freedom provided by our inspired founding documents.&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking lately about how much of my time and efforts--my resources, are consumed with things that are temporary, things of limited importance. I believe that the abundance we enjoy is a double edged sword, it brings comfort and convenience, but it can also cloud our vision and be a great distraction from things that matter most and last forever.&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that if I focus on the things in my life, my principles and values could be at risk. If I value my comfort, ease and physical well being above all else, then it’s conceivable that I would keep them at the cost of my principles.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not hard to see difficult times ahead for our country, circumstances we would not choose but may be thrust upon us. Those circumstances may place us in a position to make some very telling choices. Will we choose comfort and safety over liberty and the freedom to make our own choices?  Will we give up our principles for things?&lt;br /&gt;It’s been said that materialism is what holds our society together, that if our things go away we will turn on each other. Does my love for my fellow man depend on how much stuff I have, how comfortable I am; or have I learned to love as our Savior loves--even when I am inconvenienced, hurt, or suffering?&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn about history, the more I realize that abundance and freedom are the product of correct principles. We cannot have these things if we abandon the principles they are dependent upon.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be grateful for a hot shower and a safe home, but I hope if I ever have to choose between comforts and principles that I will be strong enough to forgo things in favor of eternal truth and freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5406946283191044795?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5406946283191044795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5406946283191044795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5406946283191044795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1277833701990019703</id><published>2010-10-29T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:23:05.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Fall Road Trip</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago Dave and I took a trip north to see our grandchildren, and their parents. We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtRxtJL64I/AAAAAAAAAbs/IeYTMqyHXbo/s1600/IMG_1893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtRxtJL64I/AAAAAAAAAbs/IeYTMqyHXbo/s320/IMG_1893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533606481528351618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to a 4H dinner with Rachel, Dave and their children. They all received an award or two. We are proud of all they do in that organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtSP-zwifI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ONFAMUiY_74/s1600/IMG_1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtSP-zwifI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ONFAMUiY_74/s320/IMG_1899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533607001666390514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtSr_0Mb5I/AAAAAAAAAb8/36n0e3-bzyk/s1600/IMG_1911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtSr_0Mb5I/AAAAAAAAAb8/36n0e3-bzyk/s320/IMG_1911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533607482972991378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the lake, and  played at the school, the weather was wonderful considering it was October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtTeLTUC6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NTDT5WdbRT0/s1600/IMG_1933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtTeLTUC6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NTDT5WdbRT0/s320/IMG_1933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533608345049762722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent some time with Robin, Dennison and the boys ~ we went to the zoo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtUD2R_EBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/OGNsBtF5nyw/s1600/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtUD2R_EBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/OGNsBtF5nyw/s320/IMG_1966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533608992242077714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretended it was Jude's birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtUiMAw9wI/AAAAAAAAAcg/-48w17e-TOE/s1600/IMG_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 383px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtUiMAw9wI/AAAAAAAAAcg/-48w17e-TOE/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533609513471506178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and enjoyed seeing our kids as parents.&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know how Dennison avoided the camera)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtYDwrdFkI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HsnsXlbFX5E/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtYDwrdFkI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HsnsXlbFX5E/s320/IMG_1960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533613388784801346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter wanted to wear the chicken suit one more time before it got handed-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtY7oHMaeI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/vizG-B3VTKQ/s1600/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 457px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtY7oHMaeI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/vizG-B3VTKQ/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533614348557904354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to cousin Ike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtVVVNKCzI/AAAAAAAAAco/NelG-MARc3M/s1600/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtVVVNKCzI/AAAAAAAAAco/NelG-MARc3M/s320/IMG_1985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533610392112728882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott's boys were working hard getting ready for winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtYDwrdFkI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HsnsXlbFX5E/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtWTAZv7-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KiNAN7Sgefc/s1600/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtWTAZv7-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KiNAN7Sgefc/s320/IMG_1991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533611451680288738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we love being with our darling grand children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtW1iNXkqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1hdM3lcOgl8/s1600/IMG_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtW1iNXkqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1hdM3lcOgl8/s320/IMG_1999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533612044870718114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and seeing the fun things they do, like building a bike jump.&lt;br /&gt;We love our family and are so proud of the good things they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1277833701990019703?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1277833701990019703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-fall-road-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1277833701990019703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1277833701990019703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-fall-road-trip.html' title='Our Fall Road Trip'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TMtRxtJL64I/AAAAAAAAAbs/IeYTMqyHXbo/s72-c/IMG_1893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-590869395378137186</id><published>2010-10-25T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T07:33:53.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stand Amazed</title><content type='html'>We are studying Isaiah in Sunday School right now; there so much material there to cover in only a few weeks. How blessed we are to have our own scriptures; we can sit down and feast on the words of God whenever we choose. I love the imagery of Lehi's vision in the 8th chapter of 1 Nephi where we see that the iron rod ~ the word of God ~  leads us to the tree of life, which is the love of God ~ Jesus Christ. Yesterday we were in Isaiah 40 - 49 where we read about and discussed  the characteristics of our Savior and the results of following or failing to follow Him. There are beautiful passages there, messages of hope and peace that comes to us only through Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fear thou not; for I am with thee; be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. Isaiah 41:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 49:15-16&lt;/blockquote&gt;In Sacrament meeting we sang one of my favorite hymns: I Stand All Amazed &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(text and music by Charles H Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me,&lt;br /&gt;Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.&lt;br /&gt;I tremble to know that for me he was crucified,&lt;br /&gt;That for me a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine&lt;br /&gt;To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine,&lt;br /&gt;That he should extend his great love unto such as I,&lt;br /&gt;Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of his hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt&lt;br /&gt;Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?&lt;br /&gt;No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat,&lt;br /&gt;Until at the glorified throne I kneel at his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;That he should care for me&lt;br /&gt;Enough to die for me!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it is wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for the knowledge I have of Jesus and  his mission to save us. This knowledge comes to me through the scriptures, the words of the prophets, and through the sweet whisperings of the Holy Ghost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-590869395378137186?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/590869395378137186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-stand-amazed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/590869395378137186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/590869395378137186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-stand-amazed.html' title='I Stand Amazed'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3229116648879926315</id><published>2010-09-08T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:03:01.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Wow, I didn't realize how long it's been since I shared anything with all of you! I guess that means we have been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did spend a week in mid August serving as a hostess at Campus Education Week at BYU, I loved it! I will have to write about some of the things I learned in a future post.&lt;br /&gt;We also bid a sad farewell to most of the members of the BYU 2nd ward, we love our association with these amazing young people. Now we have many new members of the ward ~ we had a fun bbq/water games day in the park last Saturday, and and our Sunday meetings have been wonderful; we are looking forward to a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgdfjP4BoI/AAAAAAAAAac/4C34779o3_U/s1600/IMG_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgdfjP4BoI/AAAAAAAAAac/4C34779o3_U/s320/IMG_1835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514690171590149762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone sliding into home plate during the 'kiddie pool kickball' game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgdgObl7HI/AAAAAAAAAak/tOyuQ547mJA/s1600/IMG_1815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgdgObl7HI/AAAAAAAAAak/tOyuQ547mJA/s320/IMG_1815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514690183182019698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;keeping the pools full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cache is back, he spends his mornings with us 3 days a week. He is so much fun and I'm amazed how much goes on in his little brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a weird garden year. Our zucchini plants died! Do you know anyone who is able to kill their zucchini plants? And our other squash got lots of blossoms but very little fruit ~ so we have carrots, peppers, and some tomatoes (although the tomatoes look sadder than usual). The strawberries are still producing though, and Cache loves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgeaHPLQvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/BSVgaf0doQc/s1600/IMG_1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgeaHPLQvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/BSVgaf0doQc/s320/IMG_1761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514691177683305202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whatever Cache doesn't eat goes into the freezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We harvested our corn about the first of August, it was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIggB9GCkSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/vroommUBwOc/s1600/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 465px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIggB9GCkSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/vroommUBwOc/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514692961667027234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is all the  corn we got, but Dave and I both think it was the best corn we ever ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgebTON29I/AAAAAAAAAa8/KYAK8na09-4/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgebTON29I/AAAAAAAAAa8/KYAK8na09-4/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514691198080375762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dave built this arbor a few weeks ago, it turned out really nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer always goes too quickly for my liking, it's hard to believe Labor Day has come and gone already. We have some fun plans for the fall: we would love to go north, before it gets too cold, to see Rachel and Dave and their family, and Scott, Donna, and boys, and we have planned a trip to see Rick, and a 'Vocal Point' concert in November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-3229116648879926315?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3229116648879926315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/09/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3229116648879926315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3229116648879926315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/09/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TIgdfjP4BoI/AAAAAAAAAac/4C34779o3_U/s72-c/IMG_1835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1651487386308067972</id><published>2010-08-02T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:31:28.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning thoughts</title><content type='html'>I take a morning jog several times a week. My usual route takes me through the city cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TFdGLZTgKsI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bSyfgc4BK_g/s1600/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TFdGLZTgKsI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bSyfgc4BK_g/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500942631441541826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is my favorite tombstone, it makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes find myself wondering about the people buried there ~ what were their lives like?  Were they pleased with the choices they had made, with the man or woman they had become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life events occasionally force us to face our own mortality. The death of a loved one, a serious accident or illness, or even just the passing of another birthday or anniversary. The end of our mortal lives will come someday, we will have become the person that we have created through our choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Old Testament; I love the symbolism of Christ that is everywhere in this ancient record. I recently read about the tabernacle that Moses was commanded to prepare and carry with the children of Israel through the wilderness that God might dwell among his people. I also read about the various sacrifices that the Lord commanded them to offer, to point their minds forward to the sacrifice of Jesus Christ, and their total dependence on him for redemption. I have found scriptural heroes like Moses, Abraham, Esther, and Noah. They loom large in my imagination, bigger than life, yet they were just ordinary people like us, asked to do extraordinary things in extraordinary times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a statement in an OT commentary in the introduction to Numbers 13-16. It says: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The Old Testament has some stories of great and marvelous men and women..who provide inspiration to all who desire to achieve true greatness. But the Old Testament also records many tragedies. The tragedy was not so much in what happened, but in what was lost, in what could have been, compared to what was.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Old Testament Student Manual, Genesis - 2 Samuel, Religion 301, 205.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two ideas merged in my mind this morning on my way through the cemetery. When I die, will I have become the woman that God intends me to be? Will my life be a triumph or a tragedy? I know that my Savior Jesus Christ has paid the price for my sins, rebellions, misjudgments, and carelessness. I know that as I repent I am made pure and clean through his blood, and that he is able to affect changes in me that can make me a pure and sanctified person. But, he waits for me to choose to accept his offering and let it be effective my life; I must decide if I will follow him, live as he asks, obey his commandments, and yield my will to his that I may become holy through his love. His is the power and ability, the choice must be mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1651487386308067972?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1651487386308067972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/08/morning-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1651487386308067972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1651487386308067972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/08/morning-thoughts.html' title='Morning thoughts'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TFdGLZTgKsI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bSyfgc4BK_g/s72-c/IMG_1698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8315807392079681609</id><published>2010-07-14T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:38:14.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Sun Oven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a Sun Oven for my birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5JoNnOgFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CPlbVvXGtFk/s1600/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5JoNnOgFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CPlbVvXGtFk/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493909550636367954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few days later, it was used to bake a loaf of Rosemary bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5Jo4HOF0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/KL9984v0v9A/s1600/IMG_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5Jo4HOF0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/KL9984v0v9A/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493909562044847938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5JpS3BGjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SvC8_KjisTA/s1600/IMG_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5JpS3BGjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SvC8_KjisTA/s320/IMG_1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493909569224645170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are plans in the works for cookies, rice, brownies, some kind of chicken dish, and some soup or stew all baked/cooked with the power of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned for updates on our cooking adventures.&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/3347258105990521075-8315807392079681609?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8315807392079681609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-sun-oven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8315807392079681609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8315807392079681609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-sun-oven.html' title='Our Sun Oven'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD5JoNnOgFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CPlbVvXGtFk/s72-c/IMG_1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6984792736412185960</id><published>2010-07-13T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:40:24.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day filled with family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Thursday was a day filled with family. It was the day of my Uncle Erwin's funeral. He is my dad's only younger brother ~ the eighth child and fifth son of my Haws grandparents ~ and was my dad's only living sibling, until July 1 when he passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD0b2ySW5CI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1zJNgtxvqA0/s1600/4c30428ff3961.image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD0b2ySW5CI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1zJNgtxvqA0/s320/4c30428ff3961.image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493577748487529506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It happened in a room in the ER in a local hospital, where he was surrounded by some of the many people who love him. It was a bitter-sweet time; good-byes with those we love are always difficult. As we stood close to each other in that quiet room, we heard the beeping of the monitor as it tracked his gradually slowing breathing and heartbeat, and the whispers on phones to loved ones too far away to be there in person.&lt;br /&gt;We felt a sacred reverence for the event taking place. My grandfather Haws died when his family was young, at least his two youngest sons, my dad and my Uncle Erwin, were under 8 years old. As we waited, knowing the end of his life was minutes away, we thought of those who have gone before ~ his parents and brothers and sisters ~ and their joyful anticipation of a long-awaited reunion, only moments away.&lt;br /&gt;Loving words were spoken, to and of him. The sacred priesthood power was exercised in his behalf, invoking the will of our Father, and expressing our love and respect for this man who has been such an influential part of our lives. Tears were shed, prayers were offered and heard. There were many hugs and 'I love you' s spoken, and we eventually left that room grateful to have been there to bid farewell to this man we love.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a day filled with family ~ as we gathered to celebrate the life of our Uncle Erwin, and to rejoice in 'the great plan of happiness' of our God that promises us that families last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD0jEMaU1uI/AAAAAAAAAZk/899Ds-hxBaE/s1600/35246_1510191324513_1526271355_1330044_3012273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6984792736412185960?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6984792736412185960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-filled-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6984792736412185960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6984792736412185960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-filled-with-family.html' title='A day filled with family'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TD0b2ySW5CI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1zJNgtxvqA0/s72-c/4c30428ff3961.image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7600175790338168279</id><published>2010-06-30T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:55:27.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"America"...powerful new patriotic original</title><content type='html'>This is definitely one of my favorite times of the year. I love the 4th of July parade, patriotic music, the hallowed words of our founding documents, and the inspiring lives of those who were raised up to create this system of government that has blessed the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;A friend posted this video on facebook, and I want to share it here.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy it and feel increased gratitude for living in this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/9gMlPaipmtU/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gMlPaipmtU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gMlPaipmtU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7600175790338168279?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7600175790338168279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/americapowerful-new-patriotic-original.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7600175790338168279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7600175790338168279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/americapowerful-new-patriotic-original.html' title='&quot;America&quot;...powerful new patriotic original'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5441883240309443447</id><published>2010-06-18T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:08:28.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries!</title><content type='html'>Look what I found today in our 4 planter boxes of strawberries, almost 6 pounds worth.&lt;br /&gt;We will be making strawberry jam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBv8LqibYxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NwRnKEcOwpI/s1600/IMG_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBv8LqibYxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NwRnKEcOwpI/s320/IMG_1594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484254248581161746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5441883240309443447?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5441883240309443447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/strawberries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5441883240309443447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5441883240309443447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/strawberries.html' title='Strawberries!'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBv8LqibYxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NwRnKEcOwpI/s72-c/IMG_1594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6175492574015877030</id><published>2010-06-11T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:57:16.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Love Stories</title><content type='html'>I love love stories, especially true-life love stories ~ here are my top two all time favorites.&lt;br /&gt;The number two top love story started in 1975 at Lake Perris California. That is when and where I met Dave. He was home on leave from the USMC for a month or two and since he is a good friend of my brother in law Gene, he and my sister Holly invited him to our waterski outing. We went to dinner a few times with Gene &amp;amp; Holly, then he returned to his duty station in the east. About a year later he was stationed in Orange County where he and I both lived. We started dating off and on; but I also saw him with other girls at activities we both attended ~ group dates, Young Adult dances, firesides, etc. There was no talk between us of marriage, no ‘I love you’, and only one kiss. I was under the impression that we were just good friends. One night in the spring we were together walking through a park. We found a place to sit and started talking. Then, totally unexpectedly, he looked at me and said: “I think we should get married.”  I wondered for a second if he was giving me some general advice; there was no shortage of people telling me and other young people my age about the importance of marriage. After all, he is a few years older than me ~ I wondered who he had picked out and even if he had a suggestion for me. So the first words out of my mouth, in response to his surprising statement was, “to who?”&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that he had chosen someone, and he had also picked out someone for me. His response to me was, “to each other!” We talked a little about it, and I am embarrassed now to admit that I asked him, more than once, if he was kidding. He convinced me that he was serious, that he really wanted me. He did not get an answer from me that night. During the next few days I began to see him differently, to understand what he was offering me ~ his love (although he still hadn’t used that word), to support me, to share my burdens, our own home and family. Three months later we were married in the temple. That was many years ago, and only the beginning of our love story. We have shared many wonderful times together, a few tragedies, sorrows, and frustrations; we have had quite an adventure together. Still, the 30 plus years we have shared are only the beginning. I have heard it said that real love stories never have endings ~ and because of the gospel of Jesus Christ and his plan for our happiness, our marriage and family can last through the eternities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBKhzm06vyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/5g_rO5wurMo/s1600/happy+dave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 519px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBKhzm06vyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/5g_rO5wurMo/s320/happy+dave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481621604431216418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The number one best love story began before we were born. It was then that our relationship with our Savior Jesus Christ began. We all knew and loved Him there, we learned of the plan for our progression and trusted Him to play the vital part He volunteered to play in that plan. When we read in Matthew “Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest ...” we may think that Jesus is giving general advice. It’s true that He wants all people to come to Him, but His invitation is to all of us as individuals. If we ask, and ponder, we will become convinced he truly wants us, that His offer of love, companionship, redemption, peace, and so much more, is to us individually.&lt;br /&gt;As we accept His invitation, He will walk with us through the trials, challenges, and joys of our lives. This story of love between us and our Savior truly has no ending, it will go on throughout eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These love stories are my favorite because I live them, they are as breath to me. They bring me purpose, direction, and immeasurable joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6175492574015877030?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6175492574015877030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6175492574015877030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6175492574015877030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-stories.html' title='Love Stories'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBKhzm06vyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/5g_rO5wurMo/s72-c/happy+dave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-4375730220705663149</id><published>2010-06-10T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:52:38.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott and Donna</title><content type='html'>Scott, Donna, and the boys were here for a few days, it was so nice to be together. We didn't do much, mostly eat and visit with a little outside playing thrown in. We love visits from our kids, and anyone else who is in the area. So if you are ever in our neck of the woods please stop by ~ I always have cookie dough in the freezer so we can have fresh hot cookies in a matter of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOUba82hI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xP89j1yUCmQ/s1600/IMG_1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOUba82hI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xP89j1yUCmQ/s320/IMG_1511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481248334351751698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the backyard, Steve, Dave, Scott, and Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFPaSRdXAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dcSygcpvz7k/s1600/IMG_1578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFPaSRdXAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dcSygcpvz7k/s320/IMG_1578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481249534486862850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonas helped me with some weeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFPa_4BF7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/rLuiKVp14YI/s1600/IMG_1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFPa_4BF7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/rLuiKVp14YI/s320/IMG_1583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481249546728183730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonas and Bryar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOVAYDgTI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qVtq8ANWl6c/s1600/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOVAYDgTI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qVtq8ANWl6c/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481248344271716658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;playing at the school playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOVmDzF5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/HuFHQWAhI5w/s1600/IMG_1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOVmDzF5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/HuFHQWAhI5w/s320/IMG_1523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481248354387302290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He found our leftover Christmas candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOWZR0brI/AAAAAAAAAYY/msXfpp_pb88/s1600/IMG_1515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOWZR0brI/AAAAAAAAAYY/msXfpp_pb88/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481248368136318642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now everyone has met the baby of the family, he is no longer referred to as the "alleged baby".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-4375730220705663149?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4375730220705663149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/scott-and-donna.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4375730220705663149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4375730220705663149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/scott-and-donna.html' title='Scott and Donna'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFOUba82hI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xP89j1yUCmQ/s72-c/IMG_1511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-4461469930653333603</id><published>2010-06-10T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:37:23.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden update</title><content type='html'>Our garden is growing! We had quite a bit of rain, and some snow, this spring, but now it's sunny and warm most days. So our plants are progressing nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFForY86eI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XJfRxn68wsY/s1600/IMG_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFForY86eI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XJfRxn68wsY/s320/IMG_1569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238786631068130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we decided to try corn this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFFoNz67aI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RM4anTxAhqE/s1600/IMG_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFFoNz67aI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RM4anTxAhqE/s320/IMG_1567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238778691120546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries are a favorite, we have already picked and eaten quite a few. They are red all the way through, tender and very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFFnN7X3wI/AAAAAAAAAW4/V4zFRq270pE/s1600/IMG_1566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFFnN7X3wI/AAAAAAAAAW4/V4zFRq270pE/s320/IMG_1566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238761542508290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peas are just starting to appear. I picked a few Tuesday morning to share with Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFFmzzbqAI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lwOLnoLb9aI/s1600/IMG_1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFFmzzbqAI/AAAAAAAAAWw/lwOLnoLb9aI/s320/IMG_1565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238754529880066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our tomatoes are doing well, one plant already has a few tomatoes on it.&lt;br /&gt;We put them outside a little early and a few branches got nipped with the cold; we look forward to some juicy, flavorful tomatoes later this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFI_m301GI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Sx7Lvy_XG0M/s1600/IMG_1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFI_m301GI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Sx7Lvy_XG0M/s320/IMG_1564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242479090259042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our first planting of carrots for the season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFI-opwwII/AAAAAAAAAXY/vBBZXobbpXY/s1600/IMG_1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFI-opwwII/AAAAAAAAAXY/vBBZXobbpXY/s320/IMG_1563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242462388273282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our second crop of lettuce and spinach, soon it will be too hot for these crops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFJATQ02tI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YnDeGr3QFGQ/s1600/IMG_1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFJATQ02tI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YnDeGr3QFGQ/s320/IMG_1573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242491006278354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had rosebushes along this fence, but they didn't survive the winter. Last week we replaced them with these privet and sand cherry bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFJCQdM21I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TCfut3THIMc/s1600/IMG_1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFJCQdM21I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TCfut3THIMc/s320/IMG_1570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242524612614994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our two hydrangea bushes come back every spring, and we get some beautiful blooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFJAzaBk7I/AAAAAAAAAXw/y6Uspg7mL6s/s1600/IMG_1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 362px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFJAzaBk7I/AAAAAAAAAXw/y6Uspg7mL6s/s320/IMG_1575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481242499634795442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We thought this clematis was dead, but it made a big come back.&lt;br /&gt;Someday we will have an arbor for it to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-4461469930653333603?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4461469930653333603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/garden-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4461469930653333603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4461469930653333603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/garden-update.html' title='Garden update'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/TBFForY86eI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XJfRxn68wsY/s72-c/IMG_1569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5000587575002526456</id><published>2010-05-18T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:23:08.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blessings of the Temple</title><content type='html'>Every Friday I am privileged to serve in the temple. It has become one of the highlights of my week, to be there in that sacred place which has been dedicated to the work of our Savior Jesus Christ. The atmosphere there is conducive to learning from the Holy Ghost ~ receiving personal revelation. I have had sweet and tender experiences in the temple; I have been tutored by the Spirit, been given insights and knowledge regarding our Father's plan for us, and felt the joy of serving others who have passed on. I have found the temple to be a refuge from the cares of the world, a connection between heaven and earth, a place to focus on things of eternal importance, and a place to feel more intensely the love our Father and our Savior have for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/XLXYxmaHWQs/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XLXYxmaHWQs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XLXYxmaHWQs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5000587575002526456?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5000587575002526456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/blessings-of-temple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5000587575002526456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5000587575002526456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/blessings-of-temple.html' title='The Blessings of the Temple'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1134877279582132818</id><published>2010-05-13T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T09:58:22.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel</title><content type='html'>Some favorite pictures of Rachel ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFaOhPB-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/aHo1Rkacbg8/s1600/family+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFaOhPB-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/aHo1Rkacbg8/s200/family+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470823964224718818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Scott back in the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFZoxex7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/tpRc9GodR4Y/s1600/family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFZoxex7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/tpRc9GodR4Y/s200/family+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470823954092312498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a long time ago, but seems like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFY6iuvTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/aZTGOQyXwxw/s1600/mischevious+cousins_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFY6iuvTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/aZTGOQyXwxw/s200/mischevious+cousins_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470823941682412850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFZMhdODI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3lhR1N3D_MQ/s1600/family+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 424px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFZMhdODI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3lhR1N3D_MQ/s200/family+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470823946508908594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballet recital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFYvxZ9RI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/aqp-WMjbdRM/s1600/Copy+of+rachel+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFYvxZ9RI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/aqp-WMjbdRM/s200/Copy+of+rachel+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470823938791175442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xGczMMsNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/czJoh9c2anA/s1600/IMG_2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xGczMMsNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/czJoh9c2anA/s200/IMG_2076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470825107939963090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a handsome baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rachel is a beautiful woman, we are so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;She can do just about anything:&lt;br /&gt;she is the best friend anyone could  have&lt;br /&gt;she is a creative cook ~ I have more than one original recipe  from her&lt;br /&gt;she loves her family and we love to see her in action as a  mom&lt;br /&gt;she has a fun sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;she is a happy, optimistic person who makes things better just by being there.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1134877279582132818?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1134877279582132818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/rachel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1134877279582132818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1134877279582132818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/rachel.html' title='Rachel'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-xFaOhPB-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/aHo1Rkacbg8/s72-c/family+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7774975107203305650</id><published>2010-05-13T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T11:28:26.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>On Monday Scott showed up on our door step! What a wonderful surprise. He was just passing through, going to a convention with 3 co-workers. On their way back home today we saw them again, this time I was prepared with cookies and a goodie bag for him to take to the boys. He didn't stay long enough, but I got some pictures and more than one Scott hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6SKTxA3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/iFEFfsTHfTE/s1600/IMG_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6SKTxA3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/iFEFfsTHfTE/s200/IMG_1498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470811731027624818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6R6ssWnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/UCClZJlAO2c/s1600/IMG_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6R6ssWnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/UCClZJlAO2c/s200/IMG_1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470811726837209714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and Cache were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6ReroOkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yd6nu2YqtDc/s1600/IMG_1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6ReroOkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yd6nu2YqtDc/s200/IMG_1499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470811719316552258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;three of my all time favorite people&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/3347258105990521075-7774975107203305650?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7774975107203305650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7774975107203305650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7774975107203305650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-w6SKTxA3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/iFEFfsTHfTE/s72-c/IMG_1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-720138963960674723</id><published>2010-05-10T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:38:34.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Steve is our youngest child. He was born a few days before he was expected, labor and delivery were about 2 hours, he was born during business hours so I had makeup on and my hair was done. He is our only child who didn't come in the early morning. I have told him since he made his very considerate entrance into this world that I expect much of him, and he has not disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Steve has grown into such an impressive man. He loves his wife and their darling baby. He is a hard worker, a great student and he learns well and quickly. He is quick to laugh, and sees the good in life. He loves the Lord, he blesses his home by honoring the priesthood he bears, he is a strength to our family because of the testimony he has and the way he chooses to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTCucII7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/n2YdggRtckg/s1600/robin+and+steve+on+the+back+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTCucII7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/n2YdggRtckg/s200/robin+and+steve+on+the+back+porch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469642684988138418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have probably used this picture before, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Steve and Robin on our back steps in McCall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gR3i1K_aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gOap6Q2WGpo/s1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gR3i1K_aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gOap6Q2WGpo/s200/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469641393381768610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was his 5th grade picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTKrgMdJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/C1C8RsiFMM8/s1600/steve+just+out+of+the+temple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTKrgMdJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/C1C8RsiFMM8/s200/steve+just+out+of+the+temple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469642821638845586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night Steve went to the temple for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTabQnpmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/N6hVvA3SB4I/s1600/before+the+sealing_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTabQnpmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/N6hVvA3SB4I/s200/before+the+sealing_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469643092156458594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before the wedding ~ that's Krista's little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gUj_75DkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ydL0p27TMCE/s1600/kiss%2Bold%2Bfashion_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gUj_75DkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ydL0p27TMCE/s200/kiss%2Bold%2Bfashion_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469644356132081218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steve is a great dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Steve, you make us proud. We are so grateful to be your parents.&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/3347258105990521075-720138963960674723?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/720138963960674723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/steve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/720138963960674723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/720138963960674723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/steve.html' title='Steve'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gTCucII7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/n2YdggRtckg/s72-c/robin+and+steve+on+the+back+porch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-371131957115100323</id><published>2010-05-09T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:54:58.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What I like best about being a mom</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day is sometimes a difficult day for me. I feel that I don't measure up to the ideal, more than a little inadequate, and frustrated with my weaknesses and failings.&lt;br /&gt;This year I feel gratitude; I love being a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOpKb9i8I/AAAAAAAAATY/GzIGQMDvUBE/s1600/happiest_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOpKb9i8I/AAAAAAAAATY/GzIGQMDvUBE/s200/happiest_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469637847780527042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOq-3lc_I/AAAAAAAAATw/IOW5DIP_lfo/s1600/with+Scott+and+Bryar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOq-3lc_I/AAAAAAAAATw/IOW5DIP_lfo/s200/with+Scott+and+Bryar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469637879034901490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOosdoblI/AAAAAAAAATQ/3KIDRgO5olY/s1600/IMG_2210_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOosdoblI/AAAAAAAAATQ/3KIDRgO5olY/s200/IMG_2210_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469637839734468178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOqDFS5FI/AAAAAAAAATo/BraM7V5AJLQ/s1600/DSC05051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOqDFS5FI/AAAAAAAAATo/BraM7V5AJLQ/s200/DSC05051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469637862986277970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOp1Pd_9I/AAAAAAAAATg/yXKczfbw6p8/s1600/IMG_3329_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOp1Pd_9I/AAAAAAAAATg/yXKczfbw6p8/s200/IMG_3329_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469637859270852562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned everything I know about mothering from my own mom. She continues to teach me about mothering adult children, being a grandmother, and a mother-in-law. I will always be grateful for her teachings and, even more, for her constant example of love and service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to share a few of the things I love most about being a mom.&lt;br /&gt;* I love seeing my children succeed. From school work, to sports, friendships, work, marriage, and being parents themselves, my kids make me proud.&lt;br /&gt;* When our children were living in our home, I loved to occasionally catch a glimpse of them kneeling in prayer in the privacy of their bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;* Five of the best days of my life are the days I first held my babies. My love for them started long before that day, and I treasure those first few moments when we met face to face.&lt;br /&gt;* I love hearing the voices of my children on the phone. They often call just to touch base with us, make sure we are still getting along and haven't gotten into too much trouble. I love that they call to share their joys, heartaches, frustrations, and fun little things that happen in their day.&lt;br /&gt;* I love to see my kids, and their families. We look forward to time we can spend together, wherever and whenever we can. They are definitely our favorite people to be with.&lt;br /&gt;* I am grateful for the lessons I have learned about love, service, unselfishness, and focusing on what is really important that motherhood has taught me.&lt;br /&gt;* My kids all have a great sense of humor. They are so much fun to visit with, and constantly surprise me with their comments and outlook. I love laughing with them.&lt;br /&gt;* I love that our children have made us grandparents. Being far away from most of them is hard for us, but we love the phone calls, Skype, and our visits. We think about and pray for each of them every day.&lt;br /&gt;* I am so grateful that our children often turn to us when things get difficult for them. They have grown to be such capable and confident people, so when they call with heartbreaking or disappointing news we know they can handle whatever comes their way. We love to share their burden, give encouragement and reassure them of the power at their disposal within our family and from their Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;* I love what being a mom has taught me about loving. My capacity to love has grown with the birth of each baby, with each of our childrens marriages, and addition of each grandchild. Learning to love as our Savior loves is my goal, and being a mom has taught me more about this than any other experience I have had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-371131957115100323?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/371131957115100323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-like-best-about-being-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/371131957115100323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/371131957115100323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-like-best-about-being-mom.html' title='What I like best about being a mom'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S-gOpKb9i8I/AAAAAAAAATY/GzIGQMDvUBE/s72-c/happiest_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5510027975756785436</id><published>2010-05-09T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:38:57.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/KHDvxPjsm8E/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video has a beautiful message of hope and faith.&lt;br /&gt;Please take a few minutes to feel the strength of this family and learn a little bit how to face adversity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5510027975756785436?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5510027975756785436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5510027975756785436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5510027975756785436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-life.html' title='My New Life'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3890769440815222920</id><published>2010-04-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:43:50.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Joy in the journey</title><content type='html'>We have so many amazing things and people in our lives.  We often find ourselves counting our blessings and marveling at the love our Father shows us every day through so many things that bring us happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hmKaMx-RI/AAAAAAAAASU/8_qZp2BQieU/s1600/IMG_1235_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hmKaMx-RI/AAAAAAAAASU/8_qZp2BQieU/s200/IMG_1235_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465230476831750418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family brings us constant joy. This picture was taken a summer or two ago, and is very outdated ~ we have several more grandchildren now ~ but it is a favorite. Whether through phone calls, blogs, email, facebook, Skype, or otherwise, we love being close to our kids and their families!  (Robin and I shared a great Carter moment yesterday, thanks to Skype.) We see Steve, Krista, and Cache several times a week, although it is never really enough. We hear from Rick frequently, at least once a week. Robin calls or Skypes several times a week, and Rachel calls and sends pictures every week too. Jonas was with me in my dream a few nights ago, and it made me miss him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hmJ7x_XJI/AAAAAAAAASM/DHJx53e7BJc/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hmJ7x_XJI/AAAAAAAAASM/DHJx53e7BJc/s200/IMG_0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465230468666317970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dave's sister Suzanne and her husband Jay came to visit last week, we had a wonderful time. We love visitors and spending time with those we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hrpI1jRMI/AAAAAAAAASc/6HwLJRmFUzM/s1600/BL_Quad_Regular_Blue_Indexed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hrpI1jRMI/AAAAAAAAASc/6HwLJRmFUzM/s200/BL_Quad_Regular_Blue_Indexed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465236502304998594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few days ago we decided to include a 'scripture minute' before we pray together each night. It's a time to share our feelings and insights about the scriptures we read that day, a few sweet minutes to end our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkevV9BmI/AAAAAAAAASE/V3WkSdvCJI0/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkevV9BmI/AAAAAAAAASE/V3WkSdvCJI0/s200/IMG_1404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465228627081496162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our opportunity to serve in the BYU stake is another joy in our lives. We have met such great young people, we have grown to love them all. The Relief Society had a luncheon a couple weeks ago, just before the semester ended. They didn't all attend (there are 72 women in the ward), it was held just before finals. They are amazing, so smart and talented, we hope they will keep in touch with us when they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkd8CtrnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mzyvzzFvMe4/s1600/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkd8CtrnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mzyvzzFvMe4/s200/IMG_1410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465228613310590578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkdZ0oYvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/40hUTS2GufA/s1600/IMG_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkdZ0oYvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/40hUTS2GufA/s200/IMG_1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465228604124717810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The winter semester ended last week, and quite a few of the students left for the summer, or just moved to another apartment complex. We didn't want anyone to leave without having been guests at our home for dinner, so we invited 'anyone who has never had dinner at the bishop's house, or anyone who wants to come again' to join us for dinner after church ~ about 30 came. Luckily it was a beautiful day, warm enough to eat outside. It was a fun time, and they ate all the food! We will miss those who left the ward, and look forward to meeting those who will move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkcjj0zZI/AAAAAAAAARs/L-1BHkrF7ro/s1600/800px-Provo_Utah_Temple_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hkcjj0zZI/AAAAAAAAARs/L-1BHkrF7ro/s200/800px-Provo_Utah_Temple_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465228589558713746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many years living far from a temple, we are enjoying having the Provo temple so close. Many beautiful and sacred experiences await in any of the holy temples; they are dedicated to the work of the Lord and the things we do and learn there turn our thoughts and hearts to eternity and bless our lives greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for a tour of our yard, we love spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjxwvrM1I/AAAAAAAAARk/tfNYCndD7tQ/s1600/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjxwvrM1I/AAAAAAAAARk/tfNYCndD7tQ/s200/IMG_1439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465227854363702098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our bleeding heart plants are growing nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjxbMtI3I/AAAAAAAAARc/QB3--2-cMn4/s1600/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjxbMtI3I/AAAAAAAAARc/QB3--2-cMn4/s200/IMG_1436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465227848579883890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The peas are coming along too, hopefully we will get a good harvest before it gets too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjwS2awJI/AAAAAAAAARM/VSyrw5cYMlc/s1600/IMG_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjwS2awJI/AAAAAAAAARM/VSyrw5cYMlc/s200/IMG_1438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465227829159051410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there are blossoms on the strawberry plants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjvwXstGI/AAAAAAAAARE/m86Iw0K5HOI/s1600/IMG_1440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hjvwXstGI/AAAAAAAAARE/m86Iw0K5HOI/s200/IMG_1440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465227819903399010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of our tulips ~ to tell you the truth, they looked better a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also have carrots, lettuce, and spinach growing, and Dave has mowed the lawn about 4 times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also love having Cache here. He is such a delight, he entertains us just likes our other grandchildren, and their parents. Today he learned to climb up on the kitchen chairs, and he loves to play 'where's Cache?'  Krista is looking forward to the end of the school year, but we will surely miss having him here during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9iLE_uJrXI/AAAAAAAAASk/UX-OIetM6gI/s1600/IMG_3488_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9iLE_uJrXI/AAAAAAAAASk/UX-OIetM6gI/s200/IMG_3488_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465271065754840434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the things we enjoy most about this time in our lives is that we get to spend so much time together. This picture is 4 years old, but we don't have that many ~ Krista has promised to take a great picture of us this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have learned in the many years we have been married that life holds its ups and downs, good times and bad, sorrow and happiness. We are grateful to know the purpose of life, to have the gospel of Jesus Christ to guide us through all that life throws at us.&lt;br /&gt; And we love having so much that brings us joy on our journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-3890769440815222920?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3890769440815222920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/joy-in-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3890769440815222920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3890769440815222920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/joy-in-journey.html' title='Joy in the journey'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S9hmKaMx-RI/AAAAAAAAASU/8_qZp2BQieU/s72-c/IMG_1235_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1649549955122702025</id><published>2010-04-20T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:22:49.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>I can't remember a time when prayer was not part of my life. My parents taught me to pray, and I learned from their example as we prayed as a family. We moved to California when I was 11 years old and prayer got me through the difficult months of going to a new school. Unexpected challenges and heartaches have been easier to bear because I have not borne them alone, prayer has lightened my burdens and given heavenly help. Some of the most sacred experiences I have had have been during my personal prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S89hXjgCaBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fNZjH8W6vtc/s1600/family_prayer-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S89hXjgCaBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fNZjH8W6vtc/s200/family_prayer-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462691930318202898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes the things we do most regularly can become routine and automatic; my prayers too often slip into this category. A few weeks ago I decided to make a conscious effort to improve my prayers and found encouragement in Bishop McMullin's talk at General Conference, he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is as important to be guided by the Holy Spirit while praying as it  is to be  enlightened by that same Spirit while receiving an answer to  prayer. Such  prayer brings forth the blessings of heaven because our  Father “knoweth what  things [we] have need of, before [we] ask him,”(Matt 6:8) and He answers  every sincere prayer.  Ultimately, it is the Father and the Son who promise, “Ask,  and it  shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be   opened unto you.”&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Matt 7:7)&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's hard to say exactly what I have been doing differently in my prayers, but they have improved. I avoid repetitious phrases, pray in specifics, focus more often on giving thanks, pause to ponder rather than rushing to be finished. As a result I more easily feel the love of my Father, thoughts seem to come more often and clearly to my mind, and I find myself wanting to prolong my prayer and strengthen the bond it builds between myself and my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an amazing privilege to approach God whenever I choose, to speak to him of personal cares and concerns. I know that prayers are heard and answered, that our Heavenly Father knows us individually and cares about whatever we care about. I know that love and comfort can be found wherever and whenever we go to him in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1649549955122702025?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1649549955122702025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1649549955122702025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1649549955122702025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S89hXjgCaBI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fNZjH8W6vtc/s72-c/family_prayer-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7337063544257422855</id><published>2010-04-14T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:29:06.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Knitting for a cause</title><content type='html'>My favorite yarn shop sends a newsletter every month, and in the last one they issued an invitation. It seems that our servicemen in Afghanistan and Iraq need hand knit helmet liners, made from 100% wool. "When soldiers are in explosions from IEDs or in a fire, the wool helmet liner will not melt like synthetic fibers and will provide protection from the flames and help reduce the traumatic shock from the explosion."&lt;br /&gt;They provided a pattern and are collecting the finished product to ship to our servicemen.&lt;br /&gt;I have made 2; I need something to do when we watch TV, it's hard to keep up with the many programs the designated channel changer likes to watch at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S8Y_g81cknI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JwZIVeyEcFo/s1600/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S8Y_g81cknI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JwZIVeyEcFo/s200/IMG_1399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460121433551966834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested, I can post the pattern, it's not difficult. Each one takes one ball of Galway 100% wool or Plymouth Merino Super-wash wool, 175 yards. The preferred color is black, but gray, tan, and brown are acceptable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7337063544257422855?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7337063544257422855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/knitting-for-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7337063544257422855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7337063544257422855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/knitting-for-cause.html' title='Knitting for a cause'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S8Y_g81cknI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JwZIVeyEcFo/s72-c/IMG_1399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5454538575486445107</id><published>2010-04-03T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:46:34.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7frCUFahZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UW5QutTLM7c/s1600/ArtBook__008_008__NoahAndTheArkWithAnimals____.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7frCUFahZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UW5QutTLM7c/s200/ArtBook__008_008__NoahAndTheArkWithAnimals____.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456087898566329746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe',  this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;The Old Testament is largely a record  of the dealings of God with his children in ancient times. He  communicated and guided those people through prophets such as Moses,  Elijah, Abraham, and Noah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7frC7ADyoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/sLT6Ma39eUk/s1600/ArtBook__061_061__GoYeTherefore____.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7frC7ADyoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/sLT6Ma39eUk/s200/ArtBook__061_061__GoYeTherefore____.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456087909012851330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During  his earthly life the Lord Jesus Christ called and ordained apostles to  help him spread the good news of the gospel.  Before he ascended again into heaven, after his resurrection, he commissioned his apostles to take the gospel to all the world, that all might know and apply the saving gospel in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe',   this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7fsWwRCP-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/qMs4wTzKncU/s1600/ArtBook__137_137__ThomasSMonson____.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7fsWwRCP-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/qMs4wTzKncU/s200/ArtBook__137_137__ThomasSMonson____.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456089349240274914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the same privilege as those who  lived in Old Testament times, and those who lived at the time of Christ  to hear authorized representatives of our Savior. We have living  prophets who receive revelation from the Lord, and who speak his words  as they lead and guide us just as the prophets of old. In the book of Amos we read:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Amos   3:7  Surely the Lord &lt;span class="smallcaps"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; will do  nothing  but he revealeth his secret unto his servants the prophets.&lt;/blockquote&gt;It is no small  thing to hear the voice of a prophet of God and to receive divine  guidance from the Lord through him. Such is our privilege this weekend, to hear and heed the counsel of a prophet who bears witness of Jesus Christ to this world so much in need of his guidance, love, and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more sessions of General Conference are being held tomorrow at 10 AM and 2 PM; I invite all to listen on TV, radio, or on the internet. All 4 sessions are available to watch at this site.&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/broadcast/gc/0,5161,9080,00.html"&gt;www.lds.org/broadcast/gc/0,5161,9080,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5454538575486445107?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5454538575486445107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/prophets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5454538575486445107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5454538575486445107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/prophets.html' title='Prophets'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S7frCUFahZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UW5QutTLM7c/s72-c/ArtBook__008_008__NoahAndTheArkWithAnimals____.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6691448088422148969</id><published>2010-03-27T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:18:47.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Spring is such a welcome time of year. We love the warmer air, the gradual greening of our grass, and the first shoots of tulips and daffodils that promise color and beauty in our yard once again.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the sacred events that took place in the early spring so many years ago and so far away too easily escape my attention.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, the anniversary of the Savior's 'triumphal entry' into Jerusalem, marking the beginning of the last week of his mortal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S65Z-T9FH7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/HI1bljeG-Bg/s1600/2859.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S65Z-T9FH7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/HI1bljeG-Bg/s200/2859.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453395125835472818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The events of that week are recorded in the Holy Bible, at least some of them are. There must have been other things that happened that we have no record of, but we do know that he taught powerfully through parables we have come to know and love. He told his disciples about his eventual coming in glory, and the events that would proceed it. He defended the sanctity of his Father's house-the temple-as he cleared out the moneychangers and those who sold animals for sacrifice in that sacred place. He spent time in Bethany with those he loved. He celebrated the Passover with his apostles and prayed mightily in the Garden on the Mt of Olives. He was betrayed, tried, and convicted. He was cruelly beaten and crucified. He suffered for us in the Garden of Gethsemane and on the cross on Calvary that we 'might not suffer if we will repent'.&lt;br /&gt;He was laid in the tomb of a friend, and he rose again on a beautiful spring morning.&lt;br /&gt;He then spent 40 days teaching his beloved apostles, preparing them further for the great work he had for them to do.&lt;br /&gt;How truly blessed we are to have knowledge of the life of our Savior, to know of his amazing and saving love and mercy. I once heard someone on a Sunday morning radio program say this ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mercy is not getting what we deserve,&lt;br /&gt;Grace is getting what we don't deserve.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am so grateful for the Savior Jesus Christ, for the part he continually offers to play in my life, for his constant invitation - 'Come unto me'. I am grateful for covenants I have been privileged to make to follow him, to serve him, to do as he would do in my place. I am grateful and amazed at the experiences I have been blessed with, when I have felt the love, peace, and assurance that only he can bring.&lt;br /&gt;I share with you my witness that he lives. He is aware of each of us, he knows our joys and our sorrows; he knows our hearts and can change us to be the version of us he intends us to be. He will be intimately involved in our personal lives as we turn to him and welcome him in.&lt;br /&gt;I love him ~ he is my Savior, my Redeemer, my Rescuer, my Joy. He makes everything in my life better.&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/3347258105990521075-6691448088422148969?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6691448088422148969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6691448088422148969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6691448088422148969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S65Z-T9FH7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/HI1bljeG-Bg/s72-c/2859.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8427244682154590782</id><published>2010-03-23T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:08:17.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Garden 2010</title><content type='html'>It's a sure sign of spring when the gardening begins.  Last Saturday we planted peas, and bought corn seeds, although it's still too early to plant them. We love our garden; since our kids are all gone and we don't have pets, we spend time in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S6lIQYyAZlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Rki5z9bEDs/s1600-h/IMG_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S6lIQYyAZlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Rki5z9bEDs/s200/IMG_1314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451968270275995218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave placed the peas and I pushed them down, covered them up, and documented the process with photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S6lIPiJxsyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S6loXsCUJ6s/s1600-h/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S6lIPiJxsyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S6loXsCUJ6s/s200/IMG_1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451968255611745058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We never cease to marvel at the miracle of putting tiny seeds in the ground, tending them well, and getting delicious, nutritious, life-sustaining fruit. We are excited for the peas, lettuce, spinach, strawberries, squash, peppers, and  tomatoes to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-8427244682154590782?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8427244682154590782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/garden-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8427244682154590782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8427244682154590782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/garden-2010.html' title='Garden 2010'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S6lIQYyAZlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Rki5z9bEDs/s72-c/IMG_1314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2215193984125889102</id><published>2010-03-18T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:21:12.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>My Current Reading List</title><content type='html'>I saw this chart on Glenn Beck's TV show a day or two ago and would like to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;It shows how the processes put in place by our Founding Fathers in the Constitution to protect liberty and freedom have been circumvented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.patriotpost.us.s3.amazonaws.com/2010-03-18-alexander-denied-small.jpg" height="382" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I am not sure what lies in the future for our country and the liberties passed down to us by those who paid a high price for them. I feel a need to educate myself regarding the principles our government was founded upon and have found several books to read on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 5000 Year Leap ~ A Miracle that Changed the World&lt;/span&gt; by Skousen&lt;br /&gt;   I read this book a couple years ago, and plan to re-read it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Forgotten Man&lt;/span&gt; by Amity Shlaes&lt;br /&gt;   I read this one while in WA with Robin when Jude was born, it is a bit over my head and I need to read it again too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Federalist Papers&lt;/span&gt; by Hamilton, Madison, and Jay&lt;br /&gt;   I tried this one while still in Idaho, it is difficult reading for me but I find it referenced so often I am going to give it another try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vindicating the Founders: Race, Sex, Class, and Justice in the Origins of America&lt;/span&gt; by Thomas G West&lt;br /&gt;   I just finished this one yesterday and highly recommend it. It gives an accurate perspective on controversial issues as the Founders saw them in their day. Very, very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Patriot's History of the United States &lt;/span&gt;by Schweikert &amp;amp; Allen&lt;br /&gt;   I am just starting this one, it is longer than the others I have listed, 800+ pages, but goes 'From Columbus's Discovery to the War on Terror'.&lt;br /&gt;Please share with me any books or websites that you have found which teach the original principles of freedom as our Founders established them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2215193984125889102?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2215193984125889102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-current-reading-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2215193984125889102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2215193984125889102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-current-reading-list.html' title='My Current Reading List'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7262363778319665395</id><published>2010-03-13T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T14:23:27.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Birthdays</title><content type='html'>We have had two more birthdays in the family recently ~ Cache and his beautiful mom Krista. Dave and I love having Cache here so often, he lightens up our lives. And we are amazed at Krista, she is such a good mom and wife. She has a soft heart for everyone she knows and has accomplished much in her young life. And she takes great photos, someday we will have her take a professional picture of us. We love you Krista and Cache!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5wPPtW8GNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lWIwnI_h0UE/s1600-h/Us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5wPPtW8GNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lWIwnI_h0UE/s200/Us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448246411759720658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5wPr2p4cLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/s9v5n9wtZ1Q/s1600-h/DSC_1305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5wPr2p4cLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/s9v5n9wtZ1Q/s200/DSC_1305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448246895291429042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7262363778319665395?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7262363778319665395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/recent-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7262363778319665395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7262363778319665395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/recent-birthdays.html' title='Recent Birthdays'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5wPPtW8GNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lWIwnI_h0UE/s72-c/Us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6940105481416340696</id><published>2010-03-12T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:02:15.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5qrkcN6opI/AAAAAAAAAOg/syzFk2qbmPs/s1600-h/IMG_1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5qrkcN6opI/AAAAAAAAAOg/syzFk2qbmPs/s200/IMG_1299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447855341796237970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on these cute booties lately; it seems we are often in need of a baby gift. The first pair went to our darling niece Julie who is expecting her first baby soon, and Annie's new baby Will got the second pair. These are up for grabs ~ we do have quite a list of expectant moms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6940105481416340696?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6940105481416340696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-project.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6940105481416340696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6940105481416340696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-project.html' title='A New Project'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S5qrkcN6opI/AAAAAAAAAOg/syzFk2qbmPs/s72-c/IMG_1299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-4826134266718774297</id><published>2010-03-08T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:00:33.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Scriptures and Revelation</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I found myself once again in 1 Nephi, as I continue my reading of the Book of Mormon. I don't know how many times I have read those first words recorded in this book which has become so precious to me, certainly they are dear and very familiar. My challenge is to see beyond the familiarity, to understand what the Lord intended when he inspired Nephi-and the prophets who followed him-to write this record we embrace as another witness of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that my scripture study is more meaningful and productive when I kneel and pray before I begin. I trust in the words Jesus spoke to his apostles shortly before his death ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you. (John 14:26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I pray for the Holy Ghost to be with me as I read and study, that the message the Lord has for me will be brought clearly to my mind. I have heard it said the when we want to speak to the Lord we pray, and when we want to hear him speak to us we read scripture. I have found that when I approach this unmerited privilege of reading the words of God humbly and prayerfully, he does speak to me, not only through the printed words but through the ministration of the Holy Ghost who teaches me, bringing insights and ideas for personal application to my mind. I often write these ideas that come, and know that they are not my thoughts - they came from my loving Father.&lt;br /&gt;The scriptures are a  conduit from the Lord to us; through them we can know his will for us as individuals. Scripture study puts us in a position to hear the messages our Father would give us, it sets the stage for sacred personal revelation and guidance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-4826134266718774297?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4826134266718774297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/scriptures-and-revelation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4826134266718774297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4826134266718774297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/03/scriptures-and-revelation.html' title='Scriptures and Revelation'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5939577643475874551</id><published>2010-02-16T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:19:47.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love One Another</title><content type='html'>Here is a short but beautiful little video about the power of kindness and love.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/mormonmessages#play/all/1/VUuexH-3dBo"&gt;Love One Another&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5939577643475874551?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5939577643475874551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-one-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5939577643475874551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5939577643475874551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-one-another.html' title='Love One Another'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-463578162748517997</id><published>2010-02-10T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:28:17.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God is good</title><content type='html'>A family in my mom’s neighborhood have a 15 month old baby who drowned in the bathtub two weeks ago. Another family farther away have two little girls, ages 4 years, and 15 months, who were overcome by poisonous gas which was meant to rid their yard of pests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know either of these families, or any more about them than what I have shared here. But my heart aches for them, for the unbelievable sorrow, regret, and horror they have endured and will live with for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hard lessons I have learned in my life is that my prayers are always answered; not always as I would like, but always for my best good. Some things I have prayed, and pleaded, and wept for have not happened - and they were good things, things that would have brought happiness to many. I am left to wonder if I left anything undone, or if my Father, who knows more and sees more clearly than I, has a different plan than the one in my head. So I pick myself up and go on, trusting that what my Father wants for me is always better than what I want, and that submitting to his will is always the wise choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember thinking as a child that faith in my Savior can do anything; that if I have sufficient faith and pray enough, no good thing would be denied me. I still believe in the remarkable power of faith, I know it is real and is one of the tools our Father and his Son use to bless our lives and move us along the path to becoming who they desire us to be. But what about the times  when my faith and prayers don’t produce the desired result? What about the fasting and faith, the pleading and praying, the worshiping and weeping, that have been answered with a loving ‘no’. Was my faith lacking? Were my prayers not intense or constant enough? Why are some of our pleadings mercifully granted while others seem to be unheard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I learned that the baby who drowned is doing remarkably well in the hospital, it seems he has turned a critical corner and will recover. (You can read the remarkable story on their blog ~ http://stakerzxposed.blogspot.com/). This morning I heard on the radio that the younger of the two girls has now followed her sister and has passed on. What made the difference? Certainly many were praying for all three of those babies, why is one family now filled with joy as the other plans a funeral for their two daughters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. He loves us. He is filled with compassion and mercy. He weeps when we weep, he knows our sorrows and grief. He is all knowing and all caring. It is difficult to understand why some are spared when others are not, why we all, at some time or other, experience heartache and bitter disappointment, why we may sometimes feel forsaken, forgotten, even abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in his mercy our Father always sends comfort. Even when it seems our lives are damaged beyond repair - that our hearts will never be healed or whole again, there comes the sweet assurance that our Father and our Savior love us beyond our imagining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this statement from CS Lewis:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt; ...little people like you and me, if our prayers are sometimes granted, beyond all hope and probability, had better not draw hasty conclusions to our own advantage. If we were stronger, we might be less tenderly treated. If we were braver, we might be sent, with far less help, to defend far more desperate posts in the great battle.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-463578162748517997?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/463578162748517997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-is-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/463578162748517997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/463578162748517997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-is-good.html' title='God is good'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3351341240163700552</id><published>2010-02-01T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:21:08.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep wondering how it is possible that my kids are getting so old!&lt;br /&gt;But what sweet memories I have.&lt;br /&gt;I woke early today thinking of Scott and the day he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Scott!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciM6DiEfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mD4ZSOVozw4/s1600-h/family+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciM6DiEfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mD4ZSOVozw4/s200/family+19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433349080583639538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as you can see, Scott loves his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckJcxgVDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pMSLnWO3Q7U/s1600-h/family+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 381px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckJcxgVDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pMSLnWO3Q7U/s200/family+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433351220207047730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was such a fun boy to have around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciM6DiEfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mD4ZSOVozw4/s1600-h/family+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckI3hdglI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_FF_Iu49DMI/s1600-h/family+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckI3hdglI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_FF_Iu49DMI/s200/family+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433351210207642194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a favorite picture of Scott and Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciNgZpysI/AAAAAAAAANA/UlG3lB1OPjc/s1600-h/family+21_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciNgZpysI/AAAAAAAAANA/UlG3lB1OPjc/s200/family+21_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433349090876967618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our three boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckKGubdTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i2EZWLA192U/s1600-h/stibnite+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckKGubdTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i2EZWLA192U/s200/stibnite+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433351231468434738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is such a fun dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjNClsIRI/AAAAAAAAANg/19MF9M03mc8/s1600-h/the+water+fight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjNClsIRI/AAAAAAAAANg/19MF9M03mc8/s200/the+water+fight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433350182386016530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you he is a fun dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckJwm2jtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DcB321uNlZ0/s1600-h/DSC03758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 347px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckJwm2jtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DcB321uNlZ0/s200/DSC03758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433351225531076306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet more evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciNLCgz7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zLna0RlwvC4/s1600-h/a+favorite+shot+of+scott+and+rick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciNLCgz7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zLna0RlwvC4/s200/a+favorite+shot+of+scott+and+rick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433349085142765490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an all time favorite picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckIsvZX0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ut2w-nchvzU/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ckIsvZX0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ut2w-nchvzU/s200/IMG_0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433351207313301314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjNpHlkhI/AAAAAAAAANo/rICZwFqEjdc/s1600-h/fish+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjNpHlkhI/AAAAAAAAANo/rICZwFqEjdc/s200/fish+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433350192728740370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this fishing picture best because of fishing buddy Bryar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjN85gifI/AAAAAAAAANw/gOMmvM7aSMQ/s1600-h/n55643082680_1909030_1546584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjN85gifI/AAAAAAAAANw/gOMmvM7aSMQ/s200/n55643082680_1909030_1546584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433350198038399474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott loves to ski!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjM3p1wEI/AAAAAAAAANY/NJwFgwcph-w/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2cjM3p1wEI/AAAAAAAAANY/NJwFgwcph-w/s200/DSC00407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433350179450634306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciN6_piyI/AAAAAAAAANI/Lu9kMj5zKiw/s1600-h/happy_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciN6_piyI/AAAAAAAAANI/Lu9kMj5zKiw/s200/happy_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433349098015656738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this quote recently and thought instantly of Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life should not be a journey to the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with the intention of arriving safely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in an attractive and well preserved body;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but rather, to skid in sideways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;body thoroughly used up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally worn out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;screaming, "Woo Hoo, what a ride!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm so glad to have shared this ride with you Scott, I love you.&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/3347258105990521075-3351341240163700552?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3351341240163700552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/scott.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3351341240163700552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3351341240163700552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/scott.html' title='Scott'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S2ciM6DiEfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mD4ZSOVozw4/s72-c/family+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6547586592489028435</id><published>2010-01-19T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:19:42.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No-Knead Bread recipe</title><content type='html'>Robin called and asked for this recipe today, how did I forget to include it in that post???&lt;br /&gt;So...if you were wanting it, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-Knead Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapted from Jim Lahey, Sullivan Street Bakery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: about 1 1/2 hours plus 14 to 20 hours rising time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups all purpose or bread flour, more for dusting&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon instant yeast&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;cornmeal or wheat bran as needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl combine flour, yeast and salt. Add 1 1/2 cups water and stir until blended; dough will be shaggy and sticky. Cover bowl with plastic wrap. Let dough rest at least 12 hours, preferably about 18, at warm room temperature, about 70º.&lt;br /&gt;Dough is ready when its surface is dotted with bubbles. Lightly flour a work surface and place dough on it; sprinkle with a little more flour and fold it over on itself once or twice. Cover loosely with plastic wrap and let rest about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Using just enough flour to keep dough from sticking to work surface or to your fingers, gently and quickly shape dough into a ball. Generously coat a cotton towel (not terry cloth) with flour, wheat bran or cornmeal; put dough seam side down on towel and dust with more flour, bran or cornmeal. Cover with another cotton towel and let rise about 2 hours. When it is ready, dough will be more than double in size and will not readily spring back when poked with your finger.&lt;br /&gt;At least one half hour before dough is ready heat oven to 450º. Put a 6-8 quart heavy covered pot (cast iron, enamel, Pyrex, or ceramic) in oven as it heats. When dough is ready, carefully remove pot from oven. Slide your hand under towel and turn dough over into pot, seam side up; it may look like a mess, but that is OK. Shake pan once or twice if dough is unevenly distributed; it will straighten out as it bakes. Cover with lid and bake 30 minutes, then remove lid and bake another 15 to 30 minutes, until loaf is beautifully browned. Cool on a rack.                                       Yield: one 1 1/2 pound loaf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6547586592489028435?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6547586592489028435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-knead-bread-recipe.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6547586592489028435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6547586592489028435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-knead-bread-recipe.html' title='No-Knead Bread recipe'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7843048072103248418</id><published>2010-01-18T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:19:08.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was ward conference in Dave's ward, so we both spoke in sacrament meeting. Our theme was 'Come Unto Christ' and we had a great week thinking, reading, and praying for inspiration about what we should say regarding the constant offer given to all of us to draw near to our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;I love the story of the prodigal son, its tenderness and the hope it inspires. It is easy for me to identify with the son--his idea that what he wanted for himself was better than what his father wanted for him. No matter how far I have wandered, how much I have disappointed him, nor how many times I have needed his atoning sacrifice for my sin, our Savior has always welcomed me back as I have turned my heart and life back toward him. I have experienced the merciful forgiveness of the Savior, I know of his love and grace. He brings peace and satisfaction to my life that is unavailable from any other source.&lt;br /&gt;I closed my remarks yesterday with this beautiful poetic rendition of that parable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“To Any Who Have Watched for a Son’s Returning.” &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Mary Lyman Henrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He watched his son gather all the goods&lt;br /&gt;that were his lot,&lt;br /&gt;anxious to be gone from tending ﬂocks,&lt;br /&gt;the dullness of the ﬁelds.&lt;br /&gt;He stood by the olive tree gate long&lt;br /&gt;after the caravan disappeared&lt;br /&gt;where the road climbs the hills&lt;br /&gt;on the far side of the valley,&lt;br /&gt;into inﬁnity.&lt;br /&gt;Through changing seasons he spent the light&lt;br /&gt;in a great chair, facing the far country,&lt;br /&gt;and that speck of road on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;Mocking friends: “He will not come.”&lt;br /&gt;Whispering servants: “The old man&lt;br /&gt;has lost his senses.”&lt;br /&gt;A chiding son: “You should not have let him go.”&lt;br /&gt;A grieving wife: “You need rest and sleep.”&lt;br /&gt;She covered his drooping shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;his callused knees, when east winds blew chill, until&lt;br /&gt;that day . . .&lt;br /&gt;A form familiar, even at inﬁnity,&lt;br /&gt;in shreds, alone, stumbling over pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;“When he was a great way off,&lt;br /&gt;His father saw him,&lt;br /&gt;and had compassion, and ran,&lt;br /&gt;and fell on his neck, and kissed him.”(Luke 15:20)&lt;br /&gt;[Ensign,March 1983, p. 63] &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7843048072103248418?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7843048072103248418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/beautiful-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7843048072103248418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7843048072103248418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/beautiful-poem.html' title='A beautiful poem'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7141564087453189241</id><published>2010-01-13T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:24:41.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>a new bread recipe</title><content type='html'>I tried a new bread recipe for dinner tonight. We almost forgot to eat our stuffed shells ~ the salad and bread were so good. I used my camping dutch oven to bake it in; my total cooking time was about 40 minutes. I started it last night about 9 and it was perfectly done for dinner today at 6.&lt;br /&gt;We especially like the texture, and the taste was more developed than that of a quicker loaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S05_XQDVr_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/fBOM2JZoeio/s1600-h/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S05_XQDVr_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/fBOM2JZoeio/s200/IMG_1002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426414638450716658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the shaped and rising loaf, about 18 hours into the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S05_X7QaayI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Z7HlpH--EEU/s1600-h/IMG_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S05_X7QaayI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Z7HlpH--EEU/s200/IMG_1006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426414650048277282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just out of the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Try it and let me know how you like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7141564087453189241?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7141564087453189241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-bread-recipe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7141564087453189241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7141564087453189241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-bread-recipe.html' title='a new bread recipe'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S05_XQDVr_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/fBOM2JZoeio/s72-c/IMG_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-9107953483316514104</id><published>2010-01-07T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:32:59.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave and Liam</title><content type='html'>Two more birthdays in the family.&lt;br /&gt;Dave and Liam, two of my favorite men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfDvcYUAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hdU0aGemu7M/s1600-h/Liam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfDvcYUAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hdU0aGemu7M/s200/Liam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424127319094087682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfDvcYUAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hdU0aGemu7M/s1600-h/Liam.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam a few summers ago at the water park with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZgN4qnT2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/mXouenTBfFI/s1600-h/airshow+and+halloween+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZgN4qnT2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/mXouenTBfFI/s200/airshow+and+halloween+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424128592880029538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of Liam, he is such a tease.&lt;br /&gt;But I love his tender heart and desire to help others even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfDK3AjEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/snB8fltLEqg/s1600-h/proud+dave+2jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfDK3AjEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/snB8fltLEqg/s200/proud+dave+2jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424127309273664578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A favorite picture of Dave, he is such an outdoors guy.&lt;br /&gt;I so appreciate the way he provides for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfCg4vL2I/AAAAAAAAALw/JfIjas5Clik/s1600-h/rachel+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfCg4vL2I/AAAAAAAAALw/JfIjas5Clik/s200/rachel+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424127298006626146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one that shows what a great worker he is.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that Liam and Dave are part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;I love you both; Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-9107953483316514104?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9107953483316514104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/dave-and-liam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9107953483316514104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9107953483316514104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2010/01/dave-and-liam.html' title='Dave and Liam'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/S0ZfDvcYUAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hdU0aGemu7M/s72-c/Liam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7231113678489985889</id><published>2009-12-29T15:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T15:44:15.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Fire in the Bones</title><content type='html'>I am reading a wonderful book about William Tyndale, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fire in the Bones&lt;/span&gt;. I am fascinated by this man's life, his overwhelming desire to translate the Bible into English, thus making it available to the common man.&lt;br /&gt;His translation of the Holy Bible paved the way for Joseph Smith to be touched in his heart by the beautiful words of James, and to inquire of God about which church to join. There are many similarities between the life of Tyndale and that of Joseph Smith - they were violently opposed by the religious leaders of their day, they were called heretics, they translated the words of the Lord by inspiration, they were tools in the hands of the Lord in providing light for their fellowman, they were both killed as a result of their service to their God.&lt;br /&gt;There are many statements from this book that I would love to share, I will start with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Christ is the cause why I love thee, why I am ready to do the uttermost of my power for thee, and why I pray for thee. And as long as the cause abideth, so long lasteth the effect; even as it is always day so long as the sun shineth. Do therefore the worst thou canst unto me, take away my goods, take away my good name; yet as long as Christ remaineth in my heart, so long I love thee not a whit the less, and so long art thou as dear unto me as mine own soul, and so long am I ready to do thee good for thine evil and so long I pray for thee with all my heart; for Christ desireth it of me, and hath deserved it of me. Thine unkindness compared unto his kindness is nothing at all; yea, it is swallowed up as a little smoke of a mighty wind, and is no more seen or thought upon. &lt;br /&gt;~ William Tyndale, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Obedience of a Christian Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; And here is one more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The nature of God's word is, that whosoever read it, or hear it reasoned and disputed before him, it will begin immediately to make him every day better and better, till he be grown into a perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;    ~ William Tyndale, "Prologue upon the Gospel of St. Matthew"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7231113678489985889?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7231113678489985889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/fire-in-bones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7231113678489985889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7231113678489985889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/fire-in-bones.html' title='Fire in the Bones'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1770024183665160465</id><published>2009-12-22T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T08:39:12.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Robin's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxSHHEeoI/AAAAAAAAALI/laXECNBZWjE/s1600-h/scan2364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxSHHEeoI/AAAAAAAAALI/laXECNBZWjE/s200/scan2364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418095645175347842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Our sweet Robin recently had a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Years ago my friend Kim told me that I am getting so old that I have to start lying about how old my  kids are ~ and that is more true as each year goes by.&lt;br /&gt;But we are so proud of the beautiful, strong woman Robin is.&lt;br /&gt;She has many talents and abilities, she loves life and laughs easily, she is a happy and patient mom, and she brings me and her dad much joy.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of our favorite pictures of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvnGOCTNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4bhgjqSzi-Y/s1600-h/family+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvnGOCTNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4bhgjqSzi-Y/s200/family+23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418093806690127058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;in our snowy yard in Idaho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvnliqqaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FCm4YyJ2ygw/s1600-h/proud+robin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvnliqqaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FCm4YyJ2ygw/s200/proud+robin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418093815098157474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;on a visit to Grandma's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvnZ3C4KI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jMyNXtg0Xlo/s1600-h/robin+and+steve+on+the+back+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvnZ3C4KI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jMyNXtg0Xlo/s200/robin+and+steve+on+the+back+porch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418093811962405026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;with little brother Steve ~ I think he prepared her to be the mom of boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvn3aaEeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YOM-95pmvBI/s1600-h/family+31_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvn3aaEeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YOM-95pmvBI/s200/family+31_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418093819895353826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;senior picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvo-FvhKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mLcu6zRlblU/s1600-h/happy+rand+d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDvo-FvhKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mLcu6zRlblU/s200/happy+rand+d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418093838867596450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;the day she brought Dennison into the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxRyFMyTI/AAAAAAAAALA/Grp3kjmuvlE/s1600-h/DSC06310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxRyFMyTI/AAAAAAAAALA/Grp3kjmuvlE/s200/DSC06310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418095639530359090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;on a family outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxRu5Y8zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/I6YGTNDoDeE/s1600-h/9926_1222167109937_1101732709_702278_3955465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxRu5Y8zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/I6YGTNDoDeE/s200/9926_1222167109937_1101732709_702278_3955465_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418095638675518258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;definitely one of our favorite pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Robin may be our most adventurous child, she has been known to surprise us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxRWgYy9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/vrTrLl8lLP8/s1600-h/n1101732709_429209_2970312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxRWgYy9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/vrTrLl8lLP8/s200/n1101732709_429209_2970312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418095632128199634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;another favorite&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Robin, we love you and your amazing family!&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/3347258105990521075-1770024183665160465?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1770024183665160465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/robin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1770024183665160465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1770024183665160465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/robin.html' title='Robin&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzDxSHHEeoI/AAAAAAAAALI/laXECNBZWjE/s72-c/scan2364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7914499972492895007</id><published>2009-12-08T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:34:44.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Making Good Things Happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A few years ago I learned about creating good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;When I was a child good things just seemed to happen. Christmas was always magical, my birthday was filled with fun and excitement, our family had dinner together every night around our kitchen table, family prayer was a peaceful and touching experience, our home was neat and orderly - even though there were 9 people in the house, my parents always had an answer to my questions, and even the trials and challenges we went through eventually proved to be blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Since having my own home and family, I have realized that Christmas, my birthday, family dinners and prayer, and the consistent feeling of love in my childhood home were the result of the efforts of my parents.  I learned - to quote Bishop Larsen- that good things don't just happen. Happy marriages, loving families, peaceful neighborhoods, and successful businesses are the result of someone's thought, patience, sacrifice, selflessness, and hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;So it may be fair to say that the amount of good things in my life is a good indicator of my efforts to make them happen. I recently read this quote  ~ "Your life is the result of the choices you have made; if you want a better life, start making better choices." I have decided to become more aware of opportunities to create good: to make good things happen ~ my marriage is strengthened when I am more concerned with the happiness and comfort of my husband than my own, I feel closer to my grown up children when I make the effort to stay in touch with them, and I feel happier when I make a point to smile and greet those I come in contact with in my daily activities.  Some good things are beyond our control and cannot be forced, but we can set the stage for them to happen. I am more likely to feel the power and witness of the Holy Ghost when I spend time with the scriptures, and I feel the love of my Father in Heaven more when I pray sincerely and thoughtfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I am expecting many good things to happen in the future, through my efforts, or those of others -- they will surely be the result of someone's conscious decision to go about doing good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7914499972492895007?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7914499972492895007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/making-good-things-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7914499972492895007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7914499972492895007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/making-good-things-happen.html' title='Making Good Things Happen'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-9222512765897386702</id><published>2009-11-27T18:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:53:45.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of our favorite people</title><content type='html'>We were able to travel south this week and spend a few days with Rick. He is not too terribly far away, just far enough to keep us from being together very often. But we had a great visit and I got a good dose of Rick hugs. He is definitely one of our favorite people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLboX1PvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/b9wrvo05-Hw/s1600/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLboX1PvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/b9wrvo05-Hw/s200/IMG_0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408976459282071282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the Jeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLcQtlooI/AAAAAAAAAJs/iYgfc1EUeTM/s1600/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLcQtlooI/AAAAAAAAAJs/iYgfc1EUeTM/s200/IMG_0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408976470110741122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in his apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLcPzVfuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LCMxWLUKflc/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLcPzVfuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LCMxWLUKflc/s200/IMG_0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408976469866413794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here is a new picture of another person we spend a lot of time with, and we love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCMmxLtcMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-hRVogtKxQo/s1600/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCMmxLtcMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-hRVogtKxQo/s200/IMG_0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408977750137336002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in his new favorite place&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/3347258105990521075-9222512765897386702?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9222512765897386702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-of-our-favorite-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9222512765897386702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9222512765897386702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-of-our-favorite-people.html' title='Two of our favorite people'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SxCLboX1PvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/b9wrvo05-Hw/s72-c/IMG_0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3491653018870045945</id><published>2009-11-11T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:18:11.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Veteran's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SvrUmJOPoDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Tr6-AtloskI/s1600-h/16559_1268227870439_1372084591_757994_1255868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SvrUmJOPoDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Tr6-AtloskI/s200/16559_1268227870439_1372084591_757994_1255868_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402864454760112178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SvrTb3WeswI/AAAAAAAAAJE/c-VFNHB2FxY/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SvrTb3WeswI/AAAAAAAAAJE/c-VFNHB2FxY/s320/logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402863178652496642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is Veteran's day so I want to express my appreciation to my husband for the service he gave to our country. He saw much of the world and gained skills and perspective thanks to the time he spent in the USMC. I wish I had a picture of him in uniform that I could add, but the logo will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is also a veteran. He served in World War II on a battleship in the Pacific. He was so young, yet willing to leave home and family to defend freedom. He taught me to love my country, and that freedom and liberty come at a high price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that many today have forgotten the sacrifices that have and are being made by so many to give us the freedom that we often take for granted. I am grateful to them and their families and pray that we will all do whatever is necessary to preserve the liberty of our nation that it might spread throughout the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-3491653018870045945?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3491653018870045945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3491653018870045945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3491653018870045945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SvrUmJOPoDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Tr6-AtloskI/s72-c/16559_1268227870439_1372084591_757994_1255868_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5237929066778519200</id><published>2009-11-05T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:32:20.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>the best of my journal</title><content type='html'>For the last year and a half I have been taking a small notebook to church with me and jotting down notes, thoughts, and ideas that come to mind during the meetings and classes I attend. Last Sunday I wrote on the last page. I am amazed at the insight and often profound thoughts I have been blessed with. Here are just a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;All I need to do to receive mercy is repent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Remember that I am who I am because of the choices I have made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Evil ALWAYS opposes good--but the Lord's strength is stronger than our weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;When we see, smell, and taste the real thing we more easily discriminate the real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; from the    counterfeit, and are willing to sacrifice to obtain the real thing. Satan’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; goal is to deceive us with counterfeits.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The Lord knows how to overcome my difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;We don’t have the luxury of spending our time on anything that does not lead us back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; to our Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The gospel is not a spectator sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;You are worth the best God could give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The extent to which I think about Christ is the extent to which he is my God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Obedience to law is the habit of free men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Private behavior determines our happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunday meetings are such a blessing in my life. Each week I marvel at the beauty of the gospel of Jesus Christ and the motivation it gives me to be a better person during the coming week.How grateful I am for the gift of the Holy Ghost, that he leads me to truth and helps me recognize and accept it, that he bears witness to all truth to all who humbly and sincerely ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5237929066778519200?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5237929066778519200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-of-my-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5237929066778519200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5237929066778519200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-of-my-journal.html' title='the best of my journal'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2660991425601480905</id><published>2009-11-02T09:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:44:42.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Conservatives &amp; Liberals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been reading a book I bought at Deseret Industries a few years ago called "Vindicating the Founders" written by Thomas G West. (Published by Rowman &amp;amp; Littlefield Publishers, Inc. in 1997) It defends these great men against the accusations of racism, sexism, and elitism that are so pervasive in textbooks, our school system, and in our society at large. The author discusses the topics of 1) Slavery, 2) Property Rights, 3)Women and the Right to Vote, 4) Women and the Family, 5) The Property Requirement for Voting, 6) Poverty and Welfare, and 7) Immigration and the Moral Conditions for Citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not finished the book yet, but ran across an idea I want to share. For me, it explains the basic difference between conservatives and liberals; their perspective of mankind and the role of society/government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;John Dewey...was probably the most influential theorist of the New Liberalism... At the heart of Dewey’s liberalism was his belief in “historic relativity,” his conviction that there is no permanent human nature...the individual is always made by some historical context but is nothing in himself. “Social arrangements laws, institutions...are means of creating individuals.” Man is capable of being socially constructed in many ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;p 59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Dewey, man does hardly anything on his own; self-reliance and individuality are largely illusory. Qualities like “initiative, inventiveness, varied resourcefulness...are not gifts, but achievements.” Even intelligence is not “a ready-made possession of individuals.” That is because the social order, not nature, produces these qualities. “The state has the responsibility for creating institutions under which individuals can effectively realize the potentialities that are theirs.”&lt;br /&gt;[That is to say] that man is essentially a victim or essentially disabled. For Dewey, it is precisely when people are left alone that they are the most vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p 60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the Founders] saw in human nature qualities like reason, self-control, ambition, pride, and spirited self-assertion. They thought that if government protects lives and properties from being taken away by others, most people will be able to take care of themselves and their families. Lincoln’s remedy for slavery was not affirmative action or public welfare but opportunity for all people, white and black, to keep the bread they earn with their own hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;p 60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presumption of the Founders is that normal human beings are capable of taking care of themselves, if only the artificial weight of legal privileges and restrictions is removed. “The political philosophy behind limited government,” writes Harvey Mansfield, “affirms that nature is more important than nurture: that humans have a fixed nature enabling them to overcome a background of poverty and deprivation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;p 63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2660991425601480905?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2660991425601480905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/conservatives-liberals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2660991425601480905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2660991425601480905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/11/conservatives-liberals.html' title='Conservatives &amp; Liberals'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1091098419648839380</id><published>2009-10-21T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:38:57.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Heaven and Earth</title><content type='html'>About ten days ago my cousin's daughter was killed in a bus accident. She was the band director at a Utah  high school and was returning with the band from a competition in Idaho. When the bus driver blacked out and the bus headed off the road, she tried to take control of the bus and was ejected. Several students were injured, Heather was the only one who died.&lt;br /&gt;Just over two years ago our family went through a similar experience. Rick's friend and business partner was killed in a helicopter accident. Rick came to stay with us for several days; days filled with shock, grief, and heartbreak, it was probably the most difficult thing he had ever dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time praying with him, relying on the mercy and love of the Savior to give comfort and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this statement by Elder John H Groberg ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is a connection between heaven and earth -&lt;br /&gt;Finding it makes everything meaningful, including death.&lt;br /&gt;Missing it makes everything meaningless, including life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am so grateful to know that life goes on after death, that this life is just one part of our loving Father's plan for our happiness. Although death always brings unbelievable sorrow and heartbreak, it is tempered by the peace and love of Jesus Christ who stands waiting for us to turn to him in our times of need. He is the one sure source of comfort, understanding, and peace. Rarely does our problem disappear when we turn to him, but always he offers to bear it with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1091098419648839380?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1091098419648839380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/heaven-and-earth.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1091098419648839380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1091098419648839380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/heaven-and-earth.html' title='Heaven and Earth'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-429534506484818027</id><published>2009-10-15T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:40:58.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Book of Mormon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;A few days ago I finished the reading the Book of Mormon again. This time it took about a year and a half; I looked up cross references and the meaning of words, and wrote thoughts and impressions I had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I love the Book of Mormon ~ the more I read and study it, the more precious it is to me. I love the witness it is for my Savior, the many testimonies it contains about his gospel, his plan for our happiness. I love the way I feel when I read, when I think about those people who lived so long ago, yet loved and obeyed the same God I love and try to obey. I learn from their struggles and am encouraged by their victories and successes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Here are just some of my favorite parts of this amazing book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Benjamin&lt;/span&gt; and his people lived about 125 BC, he taught his people about the coming of Christ. (Mosiah 3 is beautiful). I especially love the part where the people respond to the king's teachings of the coming of Christ and  his mission, Mosiah 4:1-3, and 5:1-5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abinadi&lt;/span&gt; was called to preach repentance to a wicked people. He was taken before King Noah and questioned. He bore a powerful testimony of Jesus Christ; he was then threatened with death unless he would recall his words. When he refused to deny his words, he was beaten and burned at the stake. Mosiah 13:1-7; 14; 17:5-10,13-20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; who had at one time been an enemy to the church, became a great missionary, much like Paul in the New Testament. He labored among the Lamanites, the enemy of his people, for 14 years (Alma 17-26). In Alma 26 he expresses his feelings about being an instrument in the hands of the Lord to bring others to Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captain Moroni&lt;/span&gt; was a righteous military leader who loved freedom, and ‘did not delight in bloodshed’. He reminded his people that some things are worth dying for, ‘...our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children’ (Alma 46:12). Two of my favorite passages about him are Alma 46:10-13, and 48:10-13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mormon and Moroni&lt;/span&gt; ~ These two men, father and son, are examples of enduring, being true to our testimony of the Savior under all circumstances. They witnessed the fulfilling of prophecy, much wickedness and hard heartedness, and finally the total destruction of their society. Some very poignant and touching passages are Mormon 8:1-7, and Moroni 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;And I love that Moroni was the one who was chosen to tell Joseph Smith about the ancient record he had buried in the hill so many years before, about 420 AD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I can’t leave out a few of my favorite verses from the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Nephi 25:26 we talk of Christ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Jacob 7:10-12 three sources of truth identified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Ether 12:27 seek this Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;3 Nephi 9-28 the Savior visits the Book of Mormon people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Nephi 18:3 Nephi prays often and receives divine knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Alma 32:28 the gospel is delicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Alma 36:6-22 the mighty change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I invite you to read these passages, and share your favorites with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I share with you my witness that the Book of Mormon is true, it contains the gospel of Jesus Christ. It is another witness that living according to the teachings of our Savior brings blessings and happiness, and that salvation in available to all of us only through his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-429534506484818027?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/429534506484818027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-of-mormon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/429534506484818027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/429534506484818027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-of-mormon.html' title='The Book of Mormon'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-4138014788738888885</id><published>2009-10-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:04:40.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>what we have been doing lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUex-Lvo7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/iH3Q4eHh83c/s1600-h/-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUex-Lvo7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/iH3Q4eHh83c/s400/-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392249972700718002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Dave and I were invited to have dinner with several couples we know from our Provo ward. It was a fun evening, so good to reconnect with such great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUexnni9OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GWbRLp-0pbc/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUexnni9OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GWbRLp-0pbc/s400/IMG_0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392249966643311842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dave's mom's cousin Linda. We met her one morning on our daily walk as we wandered through the city cemetary. She was parked by Dave's mom's families graves so we asked about her family and made the connection. She visited at our house and we compared genealogy information and family pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew we would meet family here when we moved to Spanish Fork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUexJM3h0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GhhQqr1NE8M/s1600-h/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUexJM3h0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GhhQqr1NE8M/s400/IMG_0790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392249958478350146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly we spend time with Cache. He is so much fun, and he gets all our hugs and kisses, in place of all the other grandbabies who are so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUewrsDCjI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9Q9l20fTV_s/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUewrsDCjI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9Q9l20fTV_s/s400/IMG_0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392249950556064306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3347258105990521075-4138014788738888885?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4138014788738888885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-we-have-been-doing-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4138014788738888885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/4138014788738888885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-we-have-been-doing-lately.html' title='what we have been doing lately'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/StUex-Lvo7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/iH3Q4eHh83c/s72-c/-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2239625434891415329</id><published>2009-10-09T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:33:25.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>the wisdom of Abraham Lincoln</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;"You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift. You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence. You cannot help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for themselves."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Abraham Lincoln &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this statement by one of our greatest presidents, we need more men and women like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2239625434891415329?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2239625434891415329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/wisdom-of-abraham-lincoln.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2239625434891415329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2239625434891415329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/wisdom-of-abraham-lincoln.html' title='the wisdom of Abraham Lincoln'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-8641340834136160287</id><published>2009-10-01T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:37:31.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Prophets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I love to read the accounts of the prophets in the scriptures. Their stories are inspiring and hold much personal application for me. I marvel at the job the Lord gave them: they preached &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;repentance, they spoke the words of the Lord, they often went to unreceptive people who mistreated and even killed them. They delivered divine guidance to the people to meet the challenges of their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Noah warned the people of his day about the Flood, and called them to repentance that they might be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Adam was able to bear witness of the reality of God and his Son, taught his children to love the Lord, and to obey his commandments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Joseph was able to interpret the dreams of the Pharoah, and helped Egypt prepare for seven years of famine, saving his own fathers family in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Moses was responsive to the call of the Lord and returned to Egypt to free Israel and return to their God. During forty years in the wilderness, he was a spokesman for God to his people, performing miracles that they might leave Egypt behind and embrace the true and living God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;How grateful I am to live in a time when there is a prophet to lead, to warn, and to speak for the Lord. Every spring and fall we are able to hear the counsel of those who have been chosen as ‘prophets, seers, and revelators’ in our time during General Conference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This Saturday and Sunday will be full of divine counsel, and sacred teaching. I invite all to take this opportunity to hear the words of modern day prophets, to feel the power and authority they have to speak for the Lord, to have personal sacred experiences as their words sink deep into our hearts. Moroni promises us in his closing words of the Book of Mormon that by the power of the Holy Ghost we can know the truth of all things. I know that all who prayerfully listen to the words of these men, with a soft heart and true desire to know, will know that they are true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;In the book of Amos we read, “Surely the Lord God will do nothing, but he revealeth his secret unto his servants the prophets.” (Amos 3:7) The promises of the Lord are sure, He does have a prophet on earth today to reveal His will to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; General Conference is available on BYUTV and KBYUTV; also on the internet at generalconference.lds.org.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The sessions are held Saturday and Sunday, Oct 3 &amp;amp; 4 at 10 AM and 2 PM, lasting 2 hours each.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It has become a tradition that we have Butterscotch Rolls every Conference weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Here is the recipe, they are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Butterscotch Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;1 small package butterscotch pudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;1½ cups milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2 Tablespoons yeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;¼ cup warm water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;1 Tablespoon sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2 teaspoons salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;½ cup butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;4½-5cups flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Cook pudding with the milk; bring to a boil then cool. Soften yeast in water; add sugar. Mix salt, eggs and butter into yeast. Add pudding and flour; stir well. This will be very sticky, just cover with oil and a cloth and let rise for 1½ hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Divide dough into 3 equal parts. Roll to circle shape and spread each with 1/3 of filling. Cut pizza style into 12 pieces; roll up from wide end. Place on greased cookie sheet and let rise 30-40 minutes. Bake at 375° for 10-12 minutes. Spread with icing while still warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Makes 3 dozen rolls (a Christmas tradition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Filling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;½ cup brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;½ cup butter, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2/3 cup shredded or flaked coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2 Tablespoons flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Mix all ingredients well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Icing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2 Tablespoons butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;½ cup brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;¼ cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;1½ cups powdered sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Stir all ingredients together until smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-8641340834136160287?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8641340834136160287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/prophets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8641340834136160287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/8641340834136160287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/10/prophets.html' title='Prophets'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2020429770007884607</id><published>2009-09-28T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:34:12.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A great Sunday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had the privilege of being part of a Relief Society Leadership meeting. I got to speak for about 5 minutes about the importance of keeping records for this wonderful women's organization.&lt;br /&gt;After much thought, and more than a little prayer, this is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read some favorite scriptures about the role that the Savior offers to play in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isaiah 53:5&lt;/span&gt; But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chatisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 11:29&lt;/span&gt; Come unto me, all ye that are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 18:11&lt;/span&gt; ...the Son of man is come to save that which is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luke 4:18&lt;/span&gt; ...he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 Nephi 2:9&lt;/span&gt; ...he shall make intercession for all the children of men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Revelation 1:5&lt;/span&gt; ...him that loved us, and washed us from our sins with his own blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isaiah 49:15-16&lt;/span&gt; Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then told about dad's heart attack and surgery. I explained how we joined as a family in fasting and prayer the night before the surgery, and then waited together the next morning as the by-pass surgery was performed. When he was back in the ICU, connected to all the tubes, wires, monitors, etc. we again prayed as a family, surrounding his bed, to end our fast, and to thank our Father for the peace we felt, the successful surgery, and to ask Him for continued blessings on our dad, that his recovery would be complete. We had trusted a man whom we did not know with the life of our father, knowing that his heart needed to be repaired, and that this man could do it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we find someone that we love, a friend, neighbor, family member, or even maybe ourselves, with a hard, broken, or doubting heart. Then we are invited to turn to the Master Surgeon, He who can heal, soften, touch, and even change our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the Relief Society is to turn women and families to Christ. We keep records of who attends our meetings, who gets visited monthly by their visiting teachers, and who attends our sacrament meetings, so that we may more effectively point our sisters to Him. We know that He is the source of peace, happiness, cleanliness, forgiveness, and worthiness. If we are to find these things in their lives, we must turn to Him.&lt;br /&gt;I closed with a relating a sweet experience I had earlier that day. On Saturday night I attended the annual General Relief Society broadcast from Salt Lake City, and was surprised to see a young woman, Martha, who I met years ago in McCall, give the opening prayer. I felt excited, knowing that this wonderful woman who I heard pour out her heart to the Lord in prayer in this meeting being broadcast worldwide, knows me. As I sat in Sacrament meeting yesterday, thinking of the sacrifice of Jesus Christ, and all it provides for me, and the cost to Him and to our Father that this gift might be offered, a sweet thought came into my mind. As thrilled as I was to see Martha the night before, and know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; knew me, I was struck with amazement that the God of the universe, Jesus Christ, knows me even better.  I told the women in the leadership meeting that I had come to know that the Lord loves me, that he knows me, my heart, my joys and sorrows, as I have knelt by my bed in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for the knowledge I have of Jesus Christ, for my testimony of his redeeming and saving power. I am grateful that he was willing and able to rescue me, and make me clean, and worthy to return to my Father some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2020429770007884607?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2020429770007884607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-sunday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2020429770007884607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2020429770007884607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-sunday.html' title='A great Sunday'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6430293277877505431</id><published>2009-09-24T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:42:48.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Economic security</title><content type='html'>This is a small excerpt from the speech by Ezra Taft Benson, the whole thing is wonderful, just what our country needs right now. He explains very clearly how to judge any proposed legislation, distinguishing that which preserves freedom from that which takes it away. I highly recommend reading or watching the whole thing, you will be glad you did. The links are on my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Economic security for all is impossible without widespread abundance. Abundance is impossible without industrious and efficient production. Such production is impossible without energetic, willing and eager labor. This is not possible without incentive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Of all forms of incentive - the freedom to attain a reward for one’s labors is the most sustaining for most people. Sometimes called THE PROFIT MOTIVE, it is simply the right to plan and to earn and to enjoy the fruits of your labor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;This profit motive DIMINISHES as government controls, regulations and taxes INCREASE to deny the fruits of success to those who produce. Therefore, any attempt THROUGH GOVERNMENTAL INTERVENTION to redistribute the material rewards of labor can only result in the eventual destruction of the productive base of society, without which real abundance and security for more than the ruling elite is quite impossible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--adsensestart--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6430293277877505431?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6430293277877505431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/economic-security.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6430293277877505431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6430293277877505431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/economic-security.html' title='Economic security'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2188008087712106237</id><published>2009-09-23T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:36:53.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>The proper role of government</title><content type='html'>I received a link to this speech a few days ago, and want to share it with you. It is quite long, but well worth watching. We share the opinions expressed here, and realize that the principles and ideas that made our country great are under attack today. We pray continually that the freedom and liberty that we have enjoyed all of our lives will be preserved; that our grandchildren, and their grandchildren, can live in a free land. We are so grateful for the privilege of living in America, and for the sacrifices which have been made to provide freedom, not only for our country, but for many others around the world. It is our conviction that our country will be free as long as we are good, and when we stop being good, we will no longer be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viddler.com/explore/AwakeAndAriseOr/videos/99/"&gt;Viddler.com - The Proper Role of Government, by Ezra Taft Benson, Secretary of Agriculture ~ Eisenhower Administration - Uploaded by AwakeAndAriseOr&lt;/a&gt;   video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chuckypita.com/proper-role-of-government-ezra-taft-benson-money-president-secretary-agriculture-thomas-jefferson/"&gt;The Proper Role of Government - Ezra Taft Benson&lt;/a&gt;  This is a text version of the same speech&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2188008087712106237?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2188008087712106237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/proper-role-of-government.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2188008087712106237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2188008087712106237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/proper-role-of-government.html' title='The proper role of government'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-902242473585279908</id><published>2009-09-06T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:35:36.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rick</title><content type='html'>Today is Rick's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Most of our children came easily, but it took many prayers to get Rick.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things we love about Rick are:&lt;br /&gt;He has a fun sense of humor, always has a clever, quick come-back.&lt;br /&gt;He knows how to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;He gives great hugs.&lt;br /&gt;He has a tender heart (but in true manly style, doesn't show it easily).&lt;br /&gt;When he decides to do something he is totally dedicated, he is unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;He takes teasing like a champ.&lt;br /&gt;He finally likes my cooking, now that he lives so far away.&lt;br /&gt;He is just all around amazing.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Rick, never forget how important you are to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVYlXGjII/AAAAAAAAAHU/PbU7EwIfk0w/s1600-h/a+favorite+shot+of+scott+and+rick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVYlXGjII/AAAAAAAAAHU/PbU7EwIfk0w/s400/a+favorite+shot+of+scott+and+rick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378376998333090946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of my two oldest boys, they are SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVY948b5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/N98P_TylyPY/s1600-h/family+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVY948b5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/N98P_TylyPY/s400/family+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378377004917485458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick with the nasty tasting ducks his dad shot.&lt;br /&gt;I only cooked duck once, it was pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVZsj9ZLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rSvpm8uR9bw/s1600-h/Picture+003_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVZsj9ZLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rSvpm8uR9bw/s400/Picture+003_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378377017445934258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Scotty during one of the summers he stayed with their family in McCall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVaRQTu4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/4y3cv6EF3ps/s1600-h/excited.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVaRQTu4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/4y3cv6EF3ps/s400/excited.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378377027295624066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick made a trip through Idaho and stopped to give Rachel and her kids a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVZS94wYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3mDLCz9TWBo/s1600-h/rick+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVZS94wYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3mDLCz9TWBo/s400/rick+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378377010575360386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick finally went to Alaska two years ago and had a great time fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPa7p9WGuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vBQdOSiabbA/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPa7p9WGuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vBQdOSiabbA/s400/IMG_2198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378383098420796130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have met Rick in Mesquite at the shooting range several times,&lt;br /&gt;he and Dave have a great time trying to out shoot each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPa7DZMIkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JD5sp6cknyo/s1600-h/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPa7DZMIkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JD5sp6cknyo/s400/IMG_2230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378383088068600386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport last spring on our visit. This is the helicopter  he was flying then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPa6sooLBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LkVB-BNS7ts/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPa6sooLBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LkVB-BNS7ts/s400/IMG_2210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378383081959336978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Hoover Dam, he knows more than he really wants to about this dam.&lt;br /&gt;That's why he is the best pilot/tour guide ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-902242473585279908?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/902242473585279908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-rick.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/902242473585279908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/902242473585279908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-rick.html' title='Happy Birthday Rick'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SqPVYlXGjII/AAAAAAAAAHU/PbU7EwIfk0w/s72-c/a+favorite+shot+of+scott+and+rick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3463797565461307341</id><published>2009-09-03T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:35:02.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Fun with Cache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are having such a good time having Cache with us so often.  Being grandparents is better than we ever dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/Sp_9JRzhIkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/H0oA5Zb5xas/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/Sp_9JRzhIkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/H0oA5Zb5xas/s400/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377294815943795266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he likes the box best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/Sp_9I_58ghI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ErkOEBjnzF8/s1600-h/IMG_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/Sp_9I_58ghI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ErkOEBjnzF8/s400/IMG_0608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377294811138916882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles like this pretty much all day.&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/3347258105990521075-3463797565461307341?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3463797565461307341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-with-cache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3463797565461307341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3463797565461307341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-with-cache.html' title='Fun with Cache'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/Sp_9JRzhIkI/AAAAAAAAAHM/H0oA5Zb5xas/s72-c/IMG_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-5471055314349899653</id><published>2009-09-01T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:02:50.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU ward'/><title type='text'>Sunday Crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This is a panoramic shot of the crowd in Dave's ward on Sunday. Class started again on Monday, so we are guessing that most, if not all, of the students were there. We found out that we have several Idahoans in the ward, what could be better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd72c5668b2e6648" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd72c5668b2e6648%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C4762F9C8BC2377EA01B66204DE4947D7DA5FC5.5A1A2A7A9A1807FF91D2A52F3230ABE63133C7CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd72c5668b2e6648%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da-yx7XVkCK03q93rRhBw-oOOWyE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd72c5668b2e6648%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C4762F9C8BC2377EA01B66204DE4947D7DA5FC5.5A1A2A7A9A1807FF91D2A52F3230ABE63133C7CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd72c5668b2e6648%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da-yx7XVkCK03q93rRhBw-oOOWyE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-5471055314349899653?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bd72c5668b2e6648&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5471055314349899653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-crowd.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5471055314349899653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/5471055314349899653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-crowd.html' title='Sunday Crowd'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-6814327389666265097</id><published>2009-08-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:01:12.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Doing Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The second law of thermodynamics says that everything, left to itself, moves toward disorder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our former bishop, Bishop Larsen, was fond of saying that good things don't just happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This morning on the radio the man said that too often we wait for specific days of the year to do or to expect great things to happen. That we should take advantage of &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; day, and create good things, build good memories, help others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It isn't that hard; smile at a stranger, compliment your spouse, share vegetables from the garden, pray for someone, make an unexpected visit or phone call, write a note, bake cookies for someone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A favorite poem, written by George Small, says this better than I:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I read in a book about a man called Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Who went about doing good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is disconcerting to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That I am content&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With just going about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;So, I want to work on filling my days with good things, to avoid letting them move toward disorder, lack of achievement or purpose. This only happens as I put forth effort, and make good things happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-6814327389666265097?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6814327389666265097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-things-dont-just-happen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6814327389666265097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/6814327389666265097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-things-dont-just-happen.html' title='Doing Good'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-2635924305087271130</id><published>2009-08-24T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:31:35.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two of our favorite people share a birthday today, Ani ~ our only granddaughter, and Donna ~ our beautiful daughter in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpKgUUuC-iI/AAAAAAAAAFk/czxryre686Y/s1600-h/DSC_0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpKgUUuC-iI/AAAAAAAAAFk/czxryre686Y/s320/DSC_0116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Scott and Donna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Donna is such a great part of our family. Here are some of the things we love about her:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She always gives us a loving, warm welcome when we visit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has a wonderful smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is always ready for an outdoor adventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She isn't afraid of hard work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is open and honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves our son and their boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpKfi-mHW8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/nq05qnTDgBI/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpKfi-mHW8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/nq05qnTDgBI/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dave and Ani &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ani is the one who turned us into grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is a wonderful big sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is one of the best sharers we know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is very smart, and beautiful too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves to learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves Heavenly Father&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are so grateful to have Ani and Donna in our family. We have grown from a family of 7 to 20! Our children's spouses and children could not be more dear to us, we love them all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Birthday Donna and Ani!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-2635924305087271130?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2635924305087271130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthdays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2635924305087271130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/2635924305087271130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthdays.html' title='birthdays'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpKgUUuC-iI/AAAAAAAAAFk/czxryre686Y/s72-c/DSC_0116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7391249265742164148</id><published>2009-08-23T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:38:07.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our only Utah grandbaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpHIzNIrn1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/saBchtm3h4M/s1600-h/DSC_0638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpHIzNIrn1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/saBchtm3h4M/s320/DSC_0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't see much of Cache over the summer, but he had fun anyway.  Look closely at his face, do you think he wants another try at the slide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpHItBCWOUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NsuUpUxiUGw/s1600-h/5613_679968251189_17811211_38340360_8169236_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpHItBCWOUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NsuUpUxiUGw/s320/5613_679968251189_17811211_38340360_8169236_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a darling baby, we are excited to spend school hours with him a few times each week while his mom Krista teaches 6th grade. We sure love Cache! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-7391249265742164148?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7391249265742164148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-only-utah-grandbaby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7391249265742164148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7391249265742164148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-only-utah-grandbaby.html' title='Our only Utah grandbaby'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpHIzNIrn1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/saBchtm3h4M/s72-c/DSC_0638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-3542494054556835973</id><published>2009-08-23T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:49:42.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Jet Boat Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-334597c7cc8ce254" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D334597c7cc8ce254%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBFE9C378EE3D4A14DAA658427FA89A932898D7A.3BA52A5BAA7E8BE29E88CFA63880C474CB3F91E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D334597c7cc8ce254%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9dg3svgffKbAMOA7gI3QKhTFGgA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D334597c7cc8ce254%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331668648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBFE9C378EE3D4A14DAA658427FA89A932898D7A.3BA52A5BAA7E8BE29E88CFA63880C474CB3F91E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D334597c7cc8ce254%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9dg3svgffKbAMOA7gI3QKhTFGgA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our day at the reservoir with Dave &amp;amp; Rachel, the kids loved this!&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/3347258105990521075-3542494054556835973?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=334597c7cc8ce254&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3542494054556835973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/jet-boat-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3542494054556835973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/3542494054556835973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/jet-boat-fun.html' title='Jet Boat Fun'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-1883699819095957837</id><published>2009-08-23T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:55:24.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Summer 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Our summer has flown by, but it has been a lot of fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGPz0lxBiI/AAAAAAAAACU/85pU3Wr9WgI/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGPz0lxBiI/AAAAAAAAACU/85pU3Wr9WgI/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dave in the pool with Bryar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGQGJ3FrHI/AAAAAAAAACc/YB5BY_m6eas/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGQGJ3FrHI/AAAAAAAAACc/YB5BY_m6eas/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the 4th of July parade with Dave, Rachel, and Ike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGQeO8HvrI/AAAAAAAAACk/DT3aUr7SEQU/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGQeO8HvrI/AAAAAAAAACk/DT3aUr7SEQU/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We gave a squirt gun to each of the grandchildren,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;maybe we should have taught Bryar to watch behind his back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGQ-xwACaI/AAAAAAAAACs/JElJdxorlZk/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGQ-xwACaI/AAAAAAAAACs/JElJdxorlZk/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel and Dave's cute kids&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGRL6AoIuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/emy2Z1OusPo/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGRL6AoIuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/emy2Z1OusPo/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jonas caught a snake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGRla77gCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EaywHSLzGtE/s1600-h/IMG_0235_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGRla77gCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EaywHSLzGtE/s320/IMG_0235_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carter loved swimming with Grandpa, they are now best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGS1adt_2I/AAAAAAAAADM/djf4G6rA2c4/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGS1adt_2I/AAAAAAAAADM/djf4G6rA2c4/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Baby Ike at the lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGSyThdqiI/AAAAAAAAADE/z-xfyAYBkw0/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGSyThdqiI/AAAAAAAAADE/z-xfyAYBkw0/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eating Fat Boys, it looks like Carter prefers the ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdZjIp15I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ybXn4Gy9rec/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdZjIp15I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ybXn4Gy9rec/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent some time on the Oregon Coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdc6M2lPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XL-QktmdjiA/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdc6M2lPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XL-QktmdjiA/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Devil's punchbowl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdmltcYnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wxXwme8HSlI/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdmltcYnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wxXwme8HSlI/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Walking from our hotel to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdW90R22I/AAAAAAAAAEU/awZ5al2CznA/s1600-h/IMG_0531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGdW90R22I/AAAAAAAAAEU/awZ5al2CznA/s320/IMG_0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Temple Square was beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-1883699819095957837?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1883699819095957837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1883699819095957837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/1883699819095957837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-2009.html' title='Summer 2009'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SpGPz0lxBiI/AAAAAAAAACU/85pU3Wr9WgI/s72-c/IMG_0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-9025822803004007005</id><published>2009-08-23T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:12:05.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>scripture moment</title><content type='html'>One night in my scripture study, I read the words from the book of  Malachi: "Return unto me, and I will return unto you..."(Malachi 3:7). When I remember to pause and pray before I begin reading, I find that my mind is more open and receptive to the meaning of the scriptures and their application in my life.&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts came to me as I read. The Lord wants to be close to me, to all of us. It is my choices, my actions, that too often separate me from Him. But it is His constant invitation to me to return, and He will receive me. Like the parable of the prodigal son, our Father is waiting, watching, for me to 'come to myself' and go back to Him. I know from experience that no matter how long I have been gone, nor how far I am away, He sees me coming and runs to me, that there is always a warm and loving reception, and that nothing on earth can provide the peace and inner satisfaction of a personal relationship with my Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3347258105990521075-9025822803004007005?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9025822803004007005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/scripture-moment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9025822803004007005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/9025822803004007005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/scripture-moment.html' title='scripture moment'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3347258105990521075.post-7570568371605050797</id><published>2009-08-19T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:59:33.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Here we go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A few days ago I heard a man on the radio talking about the legacy we leave our children, and grandchildren. He suggested that we write our feelings about our country, what it was like as we grew up, etc. I have thought a lot about that and decided to do it, broadening the scope to include the three things that matter most to me; my God, my family, and my country.  So here we go; I will be sharing thoughts that come as I read the scriptures, my feelings about liberty and freedom, and many pictures of the people I love. Let me know what you think.&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/3347258105990521075-7570568371605050797?l=daveandkarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7570568371605050797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-we-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7570568371605050797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3347258105990521075/posts/default/7570568371605050797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveandkarie.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go!'/><author><name>Karie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10689538693893405541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y16Dut5xEL8/SzD3WcjvnOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YGl7ITCd484/S220/karie+and+dave+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
