<?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-3986123089108837327</id><updated>2011-09-22T10:28:39.662-06:00</updated><category term='Thoughts From My Life'/><title type='text'>My Unfinished Faith</title><subtitle type='html'>Theology, Stories, Articles, Reviews &amp; Opinions</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986123089108837327.post-6521133637204155406</id><published>2007-03-20T07:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:54:24.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I was reading the Psalms this morning and when I came across Psalm 143 the words tugged at my heart. I don't have anything to write really. I'm tired, sick, emotionally spent, and I feel like I'm at the end of my rope. I guess I just wanted to share a little of what's on my heart. Maybe, if you're reading this, Christ will bring something out of this passage that arrests your attention as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;When I was playing piano this morning I came across the music for Nearer My God To Thee and Leaning On The Everlasting Arms. I love those songs! Two of many wonderful hymns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Today, I'm planning to cook/bake up a storm. Mom, Laurel and Kate are away, and Dad will most likely be outside quite a bit. I think I'll make a bunch of stuff to just stick in the freezer. I enjoy cooking. This weekend I made, Pork Chops, Sweet Potatoes, Green Beans, Pineapple Upside-down cake, Cherry Pie, Six loafs of bread, Morning Glory Muffins and a couple meals for myself. It was so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;We store some of our products for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a title="Pleasant Hill Grain" target="blank_" href="http://pleasanthillgrain.com/"&gt;Pleasant Hill Grain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;PHG&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;) in shipping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: Georgia;" title="See shipping container here!" target="blank_" href="http://www.photovault.com/Link/Technology/Ships/Working/show.asp?tg=TSWVolume08/TSWV08P01_18"&gt;containers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; We already have two, and we are getting another one delivered today. They are all so huge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;By the way, Selah means to pause, and reflect, on what you have previously read in the chapter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Psalm 143&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Prayer for Deliverance and Guidance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Book Antiqua;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hear my prayer, O Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Give ear to my supplications!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Answer me in Thy faithfulness, in Thy righteousness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;And do not enter into judgment with Thy servant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For in Thy sight no man living is righteous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For the enemy has persecuted my soul; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;He has crushed my life to the ground; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;He has made me dwell in dark places, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Like those who have long been dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;My heart is appalled within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I remember the days of old; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I meditate on all Thy doings;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I muse on the work of Thy hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I stretch out my hands to Thee; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;My soul longs for Thee, as a parched land, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Selah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Answer me quickly, O Lord, my spirit fails;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Do not hide Thy face from me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Lest I become like those who go down to the pit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Let me hear Thy loving-kindness in the morning; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For I trust in Thee;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Teach me the way in which I should walk;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For to Thee I lift up my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Deliver me, O Lord, from my enemies; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I take refuge in Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Teach me to do Thy will, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For Thou are my God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Let Thy good Spirit lead me on level ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For the sake of Thy name, O Lord, revive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;In Thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;And in Thy loving-kindness cut off my enemies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;And destroy all those who afflict my soul;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;For I am Thy servant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3986123089108837327-6521133637204155406?l=myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6521133637204155406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3986123089108837327&amp;postID=6521133637204155406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default/6521133637204155406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default/6521133637204155406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-was-reading-psalms-this-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Carly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986123089108837327.post-5787883345228469990</id><published>2007-02-13T19:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T16:58:20.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The State Of Your Heart | An Essay On Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Discontentment | A Side Effect Of An Ill Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Contentment is a state of the heart, not a state of affairs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past year God has called my attention, again and again, to my state of contentment, or lack thereof, and I have pushed Him out in this area of my life. I didn't want to admit that I was discontented. I think many of us, myself included, use discontentment as a way to receive attention. If I complain about some small physical ailment I have, people may pity me, and I will obtain attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture a window - this window represents how you view life. It is a beautiful window, looking out on a golden desert with majestic mountains in the background and wild flowers that scatter the landscape. However, instead of spending your time gazing outside, at the beautiful surroundings, you study the smudge of mud on the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have we complained about our own lot - that we view as so poor? As Christians, we have accepted the gift of eternal life with God. He supplies everything we need - when we need it. He will never leave us or forsake us! So why are we not content?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the lack of contentment in our culture today as a huge problem. I believe we look at our neighbor's yard and envy them. Why can't we plant flowers in our own yard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Contentment Confessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I am not writing this as someone who has mastered being content with her own set of problems and blessings. Quite the opposite, I struggle with this daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to wake up one morning, in thirty years, and realize that I have set an extremely poor, unrighteous example for my children in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should Christians conform to the low standards the world has set? Why should we be discontent? The answer... we shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Altered Views&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Philippians 4:4-9 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        “Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Let your forbearing spirit be known to all men. The Lord is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your             requests                         be made         known to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your             minds in Christ                             Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure,             whatever                         is lovely,         whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy         of praise, dwell on                         these things.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does looking at the mud on our windows enable us to set our minds on that which is true, honorable, right, pure, lovely and of good repute? I don't think it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Lets examine our own hearts. I choose to strive, everyday, to have a calm, content heart. Lets live like Paul in Philippians 4: 11-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        " Not that I speak from want, for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        I know  how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity; in any             and every                                             circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry, both of                 having abundance and                                 suffering         need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        I can do all things through Him who strengthens me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Written by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;C.E. Hansen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;"  &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/3986123089108837327-5787883345228469990?l=myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5787883345228469990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3986123089108837327&amp;postID=5787883345228469990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default/5787883345228469990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default/5787883345228469990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/2007/02/state-of-your-heart-essay-on_13.html' title='The State Of Your Heart | An Essay On Contentment'/><author><name>Carly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3986123089108837327.post-5557545989729598227</id><published>2007-02-11T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T19:16:01.718-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts From My Life'/><title type='text'>What Our Country Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" book="" antiqua=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This entry is really for my lady friends, but anyone can read it. Just some thoughts on what I've been pondering lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" book="" antiqua=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking about what it means to really be a woman of God in the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century. What does virtue, strength, compassion, service, liberty, vision and purpose look like to the people around us? How do we live this?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" book="" antiqua=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've started reading Noelle Wheeler's book "Daughters of Destiny". It has been very insightful, and I'm only on chapter two!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;" book="" antiqua=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We, as women, are created to be a companion for our husbands. We are to support them, encourage them, pray for them, love them and stand beside them. Raising families and training the next generation is such a high calling, why doesn't our generation view it as such?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;What Our Country Needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;What does our country need? Not armies standing&lt;br /&gt;With sabres gleaming ready for the fight;&lt;br /&gt;Not increased navies, skillful and commanding,&lt;br /&gt;To bound the waters with an iron might;&lt;br /&gt;Not haughty men with glutted purses trying&lt;br /&gt;To purchase souls, and keep the power of place;&lt;br /&gt;Not jeweled dolls with one another vying&lt;br /&gt;For palms of beauty, elegance, and grace.&lt;br /&gt;But we want women, strong of soul, yet lowly&lt;br /&gt;With that rare meekness, born of gentleness;&lt;br /&gt;Women whose lives are pure and clean and holy,&lt;br /&gt;The women whom all little children bless;&lt;br /&gt;Brave, earnest women, helpful to each other,&lt;br /&gt;With finest scorn for all things low and mean;&lt;br /&gt;Women who hold the names of wife and mother&lt;br /&gt;Far nobler than the title of a queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm praying that all of you will have the endurance and strength to live noble, courageous lives of purpose. Even if they are quiet, and go unnoticed by the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Carly&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/3986123089108837327-5557545989729598227?l=myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5557545989729598227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3986123089108837327&amp;postID=5557545989729598227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default/5557545989729598227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3986123089108837327/posts/default/5557545989729598227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myunfinishedfaith.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-our-country-needs.html' title='What Our Country Needs'/><author><name>Carly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
