<?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-4518236405203982730</id><updated>2011-10-03T10:34:01.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>byNaomiblog</title><subtitle type='html'>~~~ memories for a lifetime ~~~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-8581848354182164760</id><published>2008-12-16T16:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:49:56.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SUgcrS8ohZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/CYuV33tXOxE/s1600-h/DSC_5253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280502093238011282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SUgcrS8ohZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/CYuV33tXOxE/s400/DSC_5253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God entered the world as a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, were someone to chance upon the sheep stable on the outskirts of Bethlehem that morning, what a peculiar scene they would behold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The stable stinks like all stables do. The stench of urine, dung, and sheep reeks pungently in the air. The ground is hard, the hay scarce. Cobwebs cling to the ceiling and a mouse scurries across the dirt floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A more lowly place of birth could not exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to one side sit a group of shepherds. They sit silently on the floor; perhaps perplexed, perhaps in awe, no doubt in amazement. Their night watch had been interrupted by an explosion of light from heaven and a symphony of angels. &lt;strong&gt;God goes to those who have time to hear him—so on this cloudless night he went to simple shepherds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Near the young mother sits the weary father. If anyone is dozing, he is. He can’t remember the last time he sat down. And now that the excitement has subsided a bit, now that Mary and the baby are comfortable, he leans against the wall of the stable and feels his eyes grow heavy. He still hasn’t figured it all out. The mystery of the event puzzles him. But he hasn’t the energy to wrestle with the questions. What’s important is that the baby is fine and that Mary is safe. As sleep comes he remembers the name the angel told him to use … Jesus. “We will call him Jesus.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wide awake is Mary. My, how young she looks! Her head rests on the soft leather of Joseph’s saddle. The pain has been eclipsed by wonder. She looks into the face of the baby. Her son. Her Lord. His Majesty. At this point in history, the human being who best understands who God is and what he is doing is a teenage girl in a smelly stable. She can’t take her eyes off him. Somehow Mary knows she is holding God. So this is he. She remembers the words of the angel. &lt;em&gt;“His kingdom will never end.”&lt;/em&gt; (Luke 1:33)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looks like anything but a king. His face is prunish and red. His cry, though strong and healthy, is still the helpless and piercing cry of a baby. And he is absolutely dependent upon Mary for his well-being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Majesty in the midst of the mundane. Holiness in the filth of sheep manure and sweat. Divinity entering the world on the floor of a stable, through the womb of a teenager and in the presence of a carpenter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She touches the face of the infant-God. How long was your journey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This baby had overlooked the universe. These rags keeping him warm were the robes of eternity. His golden throne room had been abandoned in favor of a dirty sheep pen. And worshiping angels had been replaced with kind but bewildered shepherds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meanwhile, the city hums. The merchants are unaware that God has visited their planet. The innkeeper would never believe that he had just sent God into the cold. And the people would scoff at anyone who told them the Messiah lay in the arms of a teenager on the outskirts of their village. They were all too busy to consider the possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who missed His Majesty’s arrival that night missed it not because of evil acts or malice; no, they missed it because they simply weren’t looking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little has changed in the last two thousand years, has it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(author - Max Lucado)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280501866327792994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SUgceFpBXWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/3_MWW6QvtWw/s400/DSC_5256-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-8581848354182164760?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8581848354182164760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=8581848354182164760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/8581848354182164760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/8581848354182164760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-still.html' title='Be still...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SUgcrS8ohZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/CYuV33tXOxE/s72-c/DSC_5253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3149320594828575319</id><published>2008-11-17T15:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:15:09.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the Lord your God with all your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heart and with all your soul and with all your strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269732899197340770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SSHaJs3YzGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8aMdZ8uPRPs/s400/DSC_7815+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Impress them on your children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269732690327922978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SSHZ9ixCaSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/JpUbZl3tVF8/s400/DSC_7691+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about them when you sit at home...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269736814686598482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SSHdtnMxdVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/enBO-0Gnteg/s400/DSC_7908.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; and when you walk along the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dt 6:5-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3149320594828575319?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3149320594828575319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3149320594828575319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3149320594828575319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3149320594828575319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/walking.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SSHaJs3YzGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8aMdZ8uPRPs/s72-c/DSC_7815+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3899544177330181230</id><published>2008-10-23T17:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:56:01.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Capture Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Giving the gift of a memory is one that will last a lifetime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SQDxPZorOUI/AAAAAAAAAho/nCZizMzub8E/s1600-h/GraciePostCard-1color+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260469611650562370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SQDxPZorOUI/AAAAAAAAAho/nCZizMzub8E/s400/GraciePostCard-1color+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260469487950327794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SQDxIM0Pb_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/9_MVqOVwg5s/s400/GraciePostCard-1backleft+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contact us now to book your session in time for the Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Naomi@ImagesbyNaomi.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Naomi@ImagesbyNaomi.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Naomi@ImagesbyNaomi.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3899544177330181230?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3899544177330181230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3899544177330181230' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3899544177330181230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3899544177330181230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/capture-me.html' title='Capture Me...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SQDxPZorOUI/AAAAAAAAAho/nCZizMzub8E/s72-c/GraciePostCard-1color+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7592995209917309054</id><published>2008-09-25T17:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:21:07.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recession?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Every good and perfect gift is from above."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James 1:17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250071593983421186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SNwATHTAKwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9gwXggLw3NM/s400/DSC_2237.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By now all of us have begun to feel the effects of our frail economy. Whether our grocery bill is larger, gas tank is empty, or our pockets just fill a little lighter...all of our "comfort zones" are being challenged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first response is to cut back on the "extras", travel less, and stick to the budget. I get confused and sometimes irritated with the political process of a "bail" out plan. Regardless of your stance on this issue...I think we would all agree on the importance of one thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our comfort, our well being, and our security comes from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We serve the same God who calmed storms, parted the red sea, and even helped our great nation survive the 1930's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I challenge each of us to get on our knees before the great provider and pray for our country, our leaders, and those less fortune around us. Then ask God to help you be aware of how you can play a part in encouraging those around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We serve a stable God in an unstable time. People look to us to have faith that God will provide. Our attitude should be reflective of the security we have in Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thanks be to God for his indescribable gifts!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Cor 9:15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-7592995209917309054?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7592995209917309054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7592995209917309054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7592995209917309054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7592995209917309054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/recession.html' title='Recession?'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SNwATHTAKwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9gwXggLw3NM/s72-c/DSC_2237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7315374584855903453</id><published>2008-09-14T22:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:23:00.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SM3GNkXgsBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/8Uk8KV16nPU/s1600-h/1264_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067077359382546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SM3GNkXgsBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/8Uk8KV16nPU/s400/1264_0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just thinking today about how lucky I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much going on in the world and God allows me to have these &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two guys in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067537636454722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SM3GoXCHcUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/9R7XAbFYRME/s400/1264_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4518236405203982730-7315374584855903453?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7315374584855903453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7315374584855903453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7315374584855903453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7315374584855903453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky.html' title='Lucky...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SM3GNkXgsBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/8Uk8KV16nPU/s72-c/1264_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3767105946379494957</id><published>2008-09-08T21:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:11:39.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Briley Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SMXZou5RQuI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WZ_z95qRgfI/s1600-h/DSC_5716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243836634949042914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SMXZou5RQuI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WZ_z95qRgfI/s400/DSC_5716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A new baby is like the beginning of all things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hope and a dream of possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(author unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243837850196403154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SMXaveC0Y9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vq6eqlRTjeM/s400/DSC_5589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations to a beautiful couple on thier beautiful baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to watch her grow, explore, and be loved by those around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4518236405203982730-3767105946379494957?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3767105946379494957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3767105946379494957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3767105946379494957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3767105946379494957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/briley-grace.html' title='Briley Grace'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SMXZou5RQuI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WZ_z95qRgfI/s72-c/DSC_5716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3338934875226544478</id><published>2008-08-19T19:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:23:36.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks be to God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKtT9ZFYxyI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Bil-MVHvONE/s1600-h/DSC_5095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236371305918940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKtT9ZFYxyI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Bil-MVHvONE/s400/DSC_5095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thanks be to God for his indescribable gifts..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Corinthians 9:15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236371451071169522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKtUF10YA_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/TyCQF-Uoc0k/s400/DSC_5142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Every good and perfect gift is from above."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James 1:17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236371569103631298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKtUMthgc8I/AAAAAAAAAgk/LbAnXkoCJBA/s400/DSC_5033-bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had so much fun shooting with this adorable family!  I am amazed each day at how much they are loved and how much they love in return! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such blessings leave me speachless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4518236405203982730-3338934875226544478?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3338934875226544478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3338934875226544478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3338934875226544478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3338934875226544478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-be-to-god.html' title='Thanks be to God...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKtT9ZFYxyI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Bil-MVHvONE/s72-c/DSC_5095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-4212331521309197028</id><published>2008-08-13T00:01:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:16:53.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cora Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233850030392359650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKJe3100OuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KWyBmk2fSQs/s400/DSC_3170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233850145608546850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKJe-jCfuiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/OKtY5pE5OnQ/s400/DSC_3111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;full of life, love, and laughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233848729864517314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKJdsI-0NsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/sLKXH8eUg9M/s400/DSC_3103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May your feet carry you to your dreams... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4518236405203982730-4212331521309197028?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4212331521309197028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=4212331521309197028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4212331521309197028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4212331521309197028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/cora-grace.html' title='Cora Grace'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SKJe3100OuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/KWyBmk2fSQs/s72-c/DSC_3170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-6275946444029432847</id><published>2008-07-23T21:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:17:35.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226389396076401954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIfddxMAlSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ON1IWmVUlgU/s400/DSC_4213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the phone rings and you talk to a client for the first time you're never quite sure what to expect. But with Andrea there wasn't a doubt in my mind that her shoot was going to be a blast. She was upbeat, gusty, and ready to try anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226390662604932226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIfenfX8RII/AAAAAAAAAfk/N3N44EDwWTs/s400/DSC_4092.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could have kept shooting for hours!  I look forwarding to shooting with her again and trying out new shots.  I'm sure we will see her around town as her career takes off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226389664793058754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIfdtaPDXcI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qMzIZLVvfAA/s400/DSC_4063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of Luck - Andrea!&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/4518236405203982730-6275946444029432847?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6275946444029432847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=6275946444029432847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/6275946444029432847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/6275946444029432847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/tiny-dancer.html' title='Tiny Dancer'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIfddxMAlSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ON1IWmVUlgU/s72-c/DSC_4213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1027769087405412425</id><published>2008-07-21T19:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:57:50.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Capture Music City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIUh2GRtlFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/PJBCgDRrrGw/s1600-h/DSC_1639_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225620155914884178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIUh2GRtlFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/PJBCgDRrrGw/s400/DSC_1639_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Check out this awesome photo contest going on in the Nashville, TN area.  If you have a love for photography or just a love of the South, you won't want to miss these images. Photographers of all ages, skill level, and types have submitted their favorite images. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My friend Karen Reinsch got me hooked! You'll have to check out her pictures as will as some of my favorites.  Let me know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capturemusiccity.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://www.capturemusiccity.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4518236405203982730-1027769087405412425?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1027769087405412425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1027769087405412425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1027769087405412425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1027769087405412425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/capture-music-city.html' title='Capture Music City'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIUh2GRtlFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/PJBCgDRrrGw/s72-c/DSC_1639_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7538987298409686516</id><published>2008-07-18T14:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:47:35.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 2 Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIDesfJbWNI/AAAAAAAAAec/bJYfBmaz5QY/s1600-h/DSC_3492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224420423606425810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIDesfJbWNI/AAAAAAAAAec/bJYfBmaz5QY/s400/DSC_3492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The King family showed that no matter the age...true love is so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224426281635505746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIDkBeAZZlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/XqzOioKUeII/s400/DSC_3499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Train up a child in the way he should go;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when he is old he will not depart from it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proverbs 22:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224420628510777794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIDe4aebocI/AAAAAAAAAes/tXbKmvDblAM/s400/DSC_3439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sammy &amp;amp; Janice for being a great example to us all of how strong the bond of love is! Thanks for remembering that love is meant to be long lasting, sincere, and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see your example has already made an impact on the next generation of Kings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4518236405203982730-7538987298409686516?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7538987298409686516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7538987298409686516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7538987298409686516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7538987298409686516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/generation-2-generation.html' title='Generation 2 Generation'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SIDesfJbWNI/AAAAAAAAAec/bJYfBmaz5QY/s72-c/DSC_3492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-5898420458632954723</id><published>2008-06-11T21:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:56:29.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Starfield - I Will Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/X0ihxvCyrWM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/X0ihxvCyrWM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday night Justin and I went to serve the homeless in downtown Nashville with a group from our church and an organization called "Under the Bridge". (www.underthebridgeministry.org)&lt;br /&gt;We have had a growing burden for the lost and needy over the past few years.  It was an awesome experience that has forever changed my world view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go with any expectations or great words of wisdom.  I went with arms ready to hug, smiles ready to give, and tears ready to shed with my new friends.  I came home with SO much more...a heart that says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the desperate eyes and reaching hands&lt;br /&gt;To the suffering and the lean&lt;br /&gt;To the ones the world has cast aside&lt;br /&gt;Where you want me I will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go&lt;br /&gt;I will go&lt;br /&gt;I will go Lord send me&lt;br /&gt;To the world&lt;br /&gt;To the lost&lt;br /&gt;To the poor and hungry&lt;br /&gt;Take everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Clay within your hands&lt;br /&gt;I will go&lt;br /&gt;I will go&lt;br /&gt;Send me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me not be blind with priviledge&lt;br /&gt;Give me eyes to seek the pain&lt;br /&gt;Let the blessings you've poured out on me&lt;br /&gt;Not be spent on me in vain&lt;br /&gt;Let this life be used for change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live for you&lt;br /&gt;Go where you lead me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Starfield - I Will Go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-5898420458632954723?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5898420458632954723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=5898420458632954723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5898420458632954723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5898420458632954723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/starfield-i-will-go.html' title='Starfield - I Will Go'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-246337146370757633</id><published>2008-06-02T21:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:05:41.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes and Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SESfT8puiLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/tkmYUlm6CGc/s1600-h/DSC_0258-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207462234194610354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SESfT8puiLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/tkmYUlm6CGc/s400/DSC_0258-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my heart, I lay it down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the feet of you whose crowned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my life, I'm letting go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lift it up to you who's throned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will worship You, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only You, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will bow down before You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only You Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my fret, take my fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I have, I'm leaving here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be all my hopes, be all my dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be all my delights, Be my everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will worship You, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only You, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will bow down before You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only You Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's just You and me here now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only You and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should see the view now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it's only You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(David Crowder Band - Only You)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4518236405203982730-246337146370757633?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/246337146370757633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=246337146370757633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/246337146370757633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/246337146370757633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/hopes-and-dreams.html' title='Hopes and Dreams'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SESfT8puiLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/tkmYUlm6CGc/s72-c/DSC_0258-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-5859432770106440394</id><published>2008-05-27T19:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:31:25.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love them Like Jesus (Live)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDyX4I5naDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_wApb5MHr1Y/s1600-h/DSC_2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205202260051060786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDyX4I5naDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_wApb5MHr1Y/s400/DSC_2237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;God has really been challenging me lately with situations I feel inadequate to handle. I find myself at a loss for words and without the strength to carry my own burdens let alone the burdens of others. I am afraid of saying the wrong thing or not knowing what to say at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is a reminder to me that He does not ask us to be the answer or to carry the burdens of others alone. He asks us to show others to Him by loving them. He is the only one who can carry our burden and is the answer to all of lifes questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an encouragement to those of you may be feeling the same way, remember to just love others as He would love them. If you have a few minutes check out this video and listen to the short story at the beginning. I did and it reminded me just how much it's NOT about me...but about Him! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hn9dA4PZsBc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hn9dA4PZsBc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205202388900079682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDyX_o5naEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/hx3Fwxz80Cs/s400/DSC_2244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but the greatest of these is love." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-5859432770106440394?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5859432770106440394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=5859432770106440394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5859432770106440394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5859432770106440394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-them-like-jesus-live.html' title='Love them Like Jesus (Live)'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDyX4I5naDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_wApb5MHr1Y/s72-c/DSC_2237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-4166390607285237663</id><published>2008-05-22T15:15:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:03:44.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John Kiger @ LIMELIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXQ9Y5naCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xGjpi1IspgE/s1600-h/DSC_2425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203294697571182626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXQ9Y5naCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xGjpi1IspgE/s400/DSC_2425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXHko5nZ-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/2wRIj0ZX12g/s1600-h/DSC_2504-green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203284376764770274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXHko5nZ-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/2wRIj0ZX12g/s400/DSC_2504-green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Tuesday I had a great opportunity to do a shoot for a friend of mine. John and his band, "The Rowdy Boys" played at a club in downtown Nashville called &lt;em&gt;Limelight&lt;/em&gt;. John really put on a show and we all had a great time. His band was invited back to headline in a couple weeks. If you're in town you'll have to check them out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203293692548835314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXQC45nZ_I/AAAAAAAAAdk/DeZl-4_38-Y/s400/DSC_2340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203294573017131026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXQ2I5naBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/stmit7fRKQY/s400/DSC_2423.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203294311024125954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXQm45naAI/AAAAAAAAAds/lQPjIRUeHME/s400/DSC_2368.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-4166390607285237663?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4166390607285237663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=4166390607285237663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4166390607285237663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4166390607285237663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/john-kiger-limelight.html' title='John Kiger @ LIMELIGHT'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SDXQ9Y5naCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xGjpi1IspgE/s72-c/DSC_2425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-2840766803727701421</id><published>2008-05-11T21:59:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:48:23.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199307797375588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCem5QR9l2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/D7WQrTuoRYY/s400/DSC_2103+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199313964948625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCesgQR9l_I/AAAAAAAAAc0/5YBB3H0PAYQ/s400/DSC_1614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the small child, and the smiling faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199315094525024290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCetiAR9mCI/AAAAAAAAAdM/VHYgm7ij6XI/s400/DSC_3936.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199307406533564242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCemigR9l1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/qVzF8j_inCE/s400/DSC_1648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199312461710071778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCerIwR9l-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/UbKOGROD_NM/s400/DSC_6963.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Smell the rain and feel the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199308922657019794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCen6wR9l5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/JxzR6WUbwn4/s400/DSC_5790-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Live your life to it's fullest potential...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199309339268847522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCeoTAR9l6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/St1GvmV_2jY/s400/DSC_2218.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and fight for your dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(author unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-2840766803727701421?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2840766803727701421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=2840766803727701421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/2840766803727701421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/2840766803727701421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/live-life.html' title='Live Life'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCem5QR9l2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/D7WQrTuoRYY/s72-c/DSC_2103+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7660684295152996685</id><published>2008-05-08T22:46:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:07:33.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Mollie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Co 9:15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198208205067911778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-0juYAmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/u96-0Op9boQ/s400/DSC_1848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-gDuYAlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DDtUxbhCQWQ/s1600-h/DSC_1843-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198207852880593490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-gDuYAlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DDtUxbhCQWQ/s400/DSC_1843-bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-VjuYAkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WsOrjdhOL1Y/s1600-h/DSC_1809-layer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198207672491967042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-VjuYAkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WsOrjdhOL1Y/s400/DSC_1809-layer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-IzuYAjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zslMFRBNdL4/s1600-h/DSC_1792-layer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198207453448634930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-IzuYAjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zslMFRBNdL4/s400/DSC_1792-layer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO9eDuYAiI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OXYZfq3Vz14/s1600-h/DSC_1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198206719009227298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO9eDuYAiI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OXYZfq3Vz14/s400/DSC_1834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO9TzuYAhI/AAAAAAAAAas/olgPtMJS-oI/s1600-h/DSC_1810_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198206542915568146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO9TzuYAhI/AAAAAAAAAas/olgPtMJS-oI/s400/DSC_1810_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO9MzuYAgI/AAAAAAAAAak/_Om-HPUSuVM/s1600-h/DSC_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198206422656483842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO9MzuYAgI/AAAAAAAAAak/_Om-HPUSuVM/s400/DSC_1814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO8yTuYAeI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yuqMRF5ip24/s1600-h/DSC_1847-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198205967389950434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO8yTuYAeI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yuqMRF5ip24/s400/DSC_1847-bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO8CjuYAcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/HxHDXnWdgmI/s1600-h/DSC_1793-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198205147051196866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO8CjuYAcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/HxHDXnWdgmI/s400/DSC_1793-bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to Heather and Matt on their new baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-7660684295152996685?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7660684295152996685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7660684295152996685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7660684295152996685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7660684295152996685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/meet-mollie.html' title='Meet Mollie...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SCO-0juYAmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/u96-0Op9boQ/s72-c/DSC_1848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-470574674135205452</id><published>2008-04-17T15:53:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:34:28.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here to Anywhere in 2.8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SAeurZ1FARI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6k_Xb1sTLG8/s1600-h/DSC_1574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190309156258906386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SAeurZ1FARI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6k_Xb1sTLG8/s400/DSC_1574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A child's freckles, a baby's blue eyes, a grandmother's laugh lines, and a father's work worn hands are all details that make memories worth capturing for a lifetime. I enjoy every minute of shooting with my clients and allowing them to cherish these details forever is a blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190346075797782882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SAfQQZ1FAWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QP3FMGJPO3Y/s400/DSC_1561-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shooting pictures outside today made me excited about the coming of warm weather and sunny afternoons. With my new 2.8 lens I will be able to capture even more of the details of life that make it worth living. I am excited that my calendar is filling up and look forward to spending many afternoons this Spring meeting new faces and capturing memories for a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190309422546878754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SAeu651FASI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8alMo4m-lb0/s400/DSC_1545.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190345813804777810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SAfQBJ1FAVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EvHMUsz6zWE/s400/DSC_1539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-470574674135205452?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/470574674135205452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=470574674135205452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/470574674135205452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/470574674135205452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-to-anywhere-in-28.html' title='Here to Anywhere in 2.8'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/SAeurZ1FARI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6k_Xb1sTLG8/s72-c/DSC_1574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-5531009625722396259</id><published>2008-04-08T22:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:18:57.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_wpRAmHKUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/h_0fm29u9BM/s1600-h/DSC_2057-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187066243018336578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_wpRAmHKUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/h_0fm29u9BM/s400/DSC_2057-flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wished on a star as a kid? Ok...who am I kidding...I still do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the news today and feeling overwhelmed that our society is spinning out of control I realized something. The world may be out of control, but God is still in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about a childlike faith that makes life seem so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's got the whole world&lt;br /&gt;In His hands.&lt;br /&gt;He's got the whole world&lt;br /&gt;In His hands.&lt;br /&gt;He's got the whole world&lt;br /&gt;In His hands...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although wishing on a star isn't the answer. Having a childlike faith that God really does have the world in His hand is. So don't wait for a shooting star to wish for peace, a safe place for our children, or the end of wickedness. Just pray and trust that someone much bigger, more powerful, and loving has us in His hands too.&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/4518236405203982730-5531009625722396259?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5531009625722396259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=5531009625722396259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5531009625722396259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5531009625722396259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish.html' title='Wish...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_wpRAmHKUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/h_0fm29u9BM/s72-c/DSC_2057-flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3278834772691833403</id><published>2008-04-04T17:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:14:42.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; For those of you who know Eli, you know he is quite the "Little Man". We are so proud of him and can't wait to see the kind of man he turns out to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185516635997808946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_an6AmHKTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/l2ZjNF970r4/s400/DSC_2454.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday ~ Elijah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185513951643248914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_aldwmHKRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/oAqoqnqPvkM/s400/DSC_7229.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3278834772691833403?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3278834772691833403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3278834772691833403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3278834772691833403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3278834772691833403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-man.html' title='Little Man'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_an6AmHKTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/l2ZjNF970r4/s72-c/DSC_2454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-4742387933048542760</id><published>2008-04-04T17:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:55:41.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My wonderful "IT" department has the website back up and running! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagesbynaomi.com/"&gt;www.ImagesbyNaomi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are ready to ROCK and get back to capturing memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185511378957838594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_ajIAmHKQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iG1znvOfYZ8/s400/DSC_1369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give me a call and set up your photo session time today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-4742387933048542760?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4742387933048542760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=4742387933048542760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4742387933048542760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4742387933048542760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/ready-to-rock.html' title='Ready to Rock'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R_ajIAmHKQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iG1znvOfYZ8/s72-c/DSC_1369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-2547715949123033500</id><published>2008-03-28T13:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:04:05.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Down Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My website will be down for the next couple days due to a server change. Be sure to check back in a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182854181476051186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-0yawmHKPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Iwgl7fKHewE/s400/DSC_9237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't forget that Spring is here and now is a great time to start capturing those &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memories for a Lifetime!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/4518236405203982730-2547715949123033500?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2547715949123033500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=2547715949123033500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/2547715949123033500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/2547715949123033500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/down-down-baby.html' title='Down Down Baby...'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-0yawmHKPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Iwgl7fKHewE/s72-c/DSC_9237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-9205101842285762853</id><published>2008-03-26T17:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:00:59.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a "ZOO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;felt like you didn't fit in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193061455144962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rZIgmHKAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q5chaCcikP8/s400/DSC_1167-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thought it was all about you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193314858215442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rZXQmHKBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/beqZXbIXhss/s400/DSC_1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thought no one could hear you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193624095860770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rZpQmHKCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/y_MFtoiokpU/s400/DSC_1160.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;just tried to blend in? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182196810961594546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rciwmHKLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ouu6X1G-wag/s400/DSC_1132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gone out on a limb? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182193843139192882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rZ2AmHKDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/bKsCnETG8W8/s400/DSC_1096.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;forgotten to brush your teeth? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182195312018008162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rbLgmHKGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EbkCYBJ_F3M/s400/DSC_1229.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;gotten lost in the crowd? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182194672067881026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-ramQmHKEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/iUDe3TX8vzo/s400/DSC_1102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;had a bad hair day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182195114449512530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rbAAmHKFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/eOEokU7DMZA/s400/DSC_1216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;been a little moody?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182196952695515330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rcrAmHKMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JBfY4c8pmPY/s400/DSC_1137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been the last one to catch on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182195659910359154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rbfwmHKHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/2PFd8k5dkSg/s400/DSC_1141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tried to hang in there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182195999212775554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rbzgmHKII/AAAAAAAAAXc/CKdiLc-MeYc/s400/DSC_1126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to watch your own back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182196407234668706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rcLQmHKKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tTJqd4LQu1k/s400/DSC_1209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If this is you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you are not alone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182197584055707858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rdPwmHKNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PLkjSrqE6hc/s400/DSC_1214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to look for the good even in the midst of the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182197708609759458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rdXAmHKOI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8OQ_NQh-HC8/s400/DSC_1186-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-9205101842285762853?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9205101842285762853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=9205101842285762853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/9205101842285762853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/9205101842285762853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/lifes-zoo.html' title='Life is a &quot;ZOO&quot;'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-rZIgmHKAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q5chaCcikP8/s72-c/DSC_1167-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1120288641495142933</id><published>2008-03-20T13:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:29:59.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagine no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder if you can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no need for greed or hunger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a brother hood of man &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sharing for the world....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you...you may say I'm a dreamer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I'm not only one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope some day you'll join us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and world will be as one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh...you may say I'm a dreamer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I'm not the only one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take my hand and join us &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the world will live as one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Imagine-John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lennon&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179884293195245554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-KlUgmHJ_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/yL6j9IUTajc/s400/DSC_1086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The news today is full of talk about recession,"cutting back", doing without, and fear of tough days ahead. I wonder just how much each of us will have to sacrifice in the months ahead. How does our potential sacrifices compare to those around us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been to countries where our "needs" are others &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;luxuries&lt;/span&gt;. New shoes - any shoes, eating out - eating at all, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;affordable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; - any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt;, and the list continues. You don't have to go far to see the drastic differences in our world. Even here in the middle of the "bible belt" people go without these comforts everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Each of us has something we could sacrifice for the good of someone else. I want to challenge you, as I challenge myself, to not wait for a recession to see what you can do without. Don't make sacrifice a forced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; - make it a planned choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am thankful that I live in this country and that God has blessed me with the gifts, talents, and resources I have. Shame on me if I sit and hold on to these and choose to worry about my own future rather than helping a person in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sacrifice isn't sacrifice if it doesn't hurt a little.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's not forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;significance&lt;/span&gt; of this weekend and the most painful sacrifice of all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1120288641495142933?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1120288641495142933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1120288641495142933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1120288641495142933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1120288641495142933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R-KlUgmHJ_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/yL6j9IUTajc/s72-c/DSC_1086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7275568619429822033</id><published>2008-03-04T21:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:52:14.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Who I Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R84KGD0L_-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/vyaTQoR7dbg/s1600-h/DSC_1282-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174084121114968034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R84KGD0L_-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/vyaTQoR7dbg/s400/DSC_1282-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've thought a lot over the past year about who I used to be. I wish I could say that I was someone to be proud of. Sure, there were moments when I reflected the image of someone so much greater than myself. But those times when I didn't respond the right way, say the right things, or "walk the talk" sometimes leave me ashamed, embarrassed, and defeated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There isn't always an opportunity to say the words I'm sorry. Those words can't change the reality of a who I was then and the choices I made. Sometimes the best way to move forward is to show the change rather than just say there was one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope the people around me now see a different person than I used to be. I want to be genuine in my words, confident in my actions, and value the thoughts, opinions, and emotions of those around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the words in the song below say it best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'm Not Who I Was - Brandon Heath)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you could see me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could show you how&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not who I was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to be mad at you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little on the hurt side too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm not who I was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found my way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to forgiving you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some time ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I never got to tell you so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found us in a photograph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw me and I had to laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know, I'm not who I was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were there, you were right above me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wonder if you ever loved me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just for who I was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the pain came back again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a bitter friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was all that I could do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To keep myself from blaming you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...I was thinkin maybe I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;should let you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I am not the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I never did forget your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well the thing I find most amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is amazing grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the chance to give it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe that's what it's all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you could see me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could show you how&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not who I was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky for me I learning the meaning of Grace. What it means to need it, give it, and receive it. &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/4518236405203982730-7275568619429822033?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7275568619429822033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7275568619429822033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7275568619429822033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7275568619429822033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-not-who-i-was.html' title='I&apos;m Not Who I Was'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R84KGD0L_-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/vyaTQoR7dbg/s72-c/DSC_1282-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3618974032982911448</id><published>2008-03-02T17:03:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:58:35.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spent this past weekend relaxing with my family. I rested and enjoyed the blessings God has given me. Here are of few of my thoughts from this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Contentment~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173269894960927474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8slj3BeUvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TRo1kDxRvqU/s400/DSC_0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wednesday morning we woke up to snow. Elijah was so excited he could hardly wait to get outside and play. But...living in TN...the snow didn't last long. Rather than be sad about what he didn't have, Eli made the most of the situation. After we ran some errands he excused himself to the backyard and soon had a wonderful creation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173270771134255874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8smW3BeUwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/8YppTp5FVzY/s400/DSC_0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The snow didn't last long but hopefully, with a little help from our freezer, "frosty" will be around to remind us to find contentment in any and every situation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173271153386345234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8smtHBeUxI/AAAAAAAAATE/mJQgl3EHoQ8/s400/DSC_0932.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ~Joy~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Layla is growing fast and enjoys every minute of life. If she can find a ball, bone, and yes sometimes even a shoe she is set. She isn't picky about what makes her happy and she reminds me daily to find joy in the little things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173272119753986850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8snlXBeUyI/AAAAAAAAATM/6Y9HSDwtogg/s400/DSC_0942.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After losing a few toys to the current, Layla was ready...just about the time we were heading back to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173272643739996994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8soD3BeU0I/AAAAAAAAATc/gdoZ0Y2N5Pc/s400/DSC_0944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~Growth~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spring is almost here and new growth will be all around us. Sometime I sit and wait for new growth in my own life. I saw first hand this weekend that growth isn't something to wait for, it's something you work at. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173276084008801106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8srMHBeU1I/AAAAAAAAATk/T6qgbVZab14/s400/DSC_0988+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Controlled burns are used to keep wild fires down and promote new growth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;God has used some extremely hard times to help me grow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"He will bring beauty from my pain."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173277436923499362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8ssa3BeU2I/AAAAAAAAATs/aa369ol2kZU/s400/DSC_0977+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;~Trust~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Remember reaching out for your daddy's hand and knowing without a doubt he would be there for you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173277844945392498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8ssynBeU3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/vAV0-nxXwQM/s400/DSC_0975.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe we should try that more often?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~Happiness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check this boy out...what more can I say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173279361068848018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8suK3BeU5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/2bTgWpZePqo/s400/DSC_0953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Having the weekend off was GREAT! God showed me how to be content with what He has given me, hat joy is found in the little things, sometimes you really do have to "feel the burn" in order to enjoy see results, trusting Him allows us to be free, and well...that my boy is so darn cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3618974032982911448?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3618974032982911448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3618974032982911448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3618974032982911448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3618974032982911448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend-thoughts.html' title='Weekend Thoughts'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8slj3BeUvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TRo1kDxRvqU/s72-c/DSC_0924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-4302199802423433047</id><published>2008-02-26T18:56:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:42:12.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Singers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8SxXOCFp_I/AAAAAAAAASU/kAbB8q2pg88/s1600-h/DSC_0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171453284590135282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8SxXOCFp_I/AAAAAAAAASU/kAbB8q2pg88/s400/DSC_0797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living in Nashville you hear a lot of people claiming they are the next big thing. A waitress at a local restaurant gives you the bill and her life story of "moving to Nashville to make it big". Don't get me wrong...it happens and I only wish I had enough guts to follow my own dreams. But having been here for the last 8 years, I have come to realize that to stand out in Nashville, with all it's "singer-songwriters", it takes something special, something extra, something REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lindsay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171455505088227330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8SzYeCFqAI/AAAAAAAAASc/Mpv4RcWs-JU/s400/DSC_8032-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=106298776"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=106298776&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This girl's got IT. Not just talent, I mean IT. The heart that goes along with the voice. Yes, making it BIG would make almost anyone happy. But this girl is different. She sings each weekend and touches people in ways the "big" artists only wish they could. When she sings you hear her soul, why? Because on the weekends she is singing and believing the words she sings at the same time. REAL...maybe that is the missing ingredient for all those "wanna be's".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171452661819877330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8Swy-CFp9I/AAAAAAAAASE/8VWJT7vdgp0/s400/DSC_0801+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=32613031"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=32613031&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simplicity ~ Raw talent that is fed with a desire to be geniue, real, and true to himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have sat and listened to musicians who had talent but hadn't experienced a word they were singing about. A REAL musician is able to make you believe it because they believe it and have lived it themselves. He has the ability to bring IT out of those around him and his music is a reflection of a change in his own life. Again, being REAL is what brings validity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171453018302162914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8SxHuCFp-I/AAAAAAAAASM/-_60yD0yQyo/s400/DSC_0835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't tell you how lucky we are to have the musicians we do. Here we are in the heart of Nashville with talent at every street corner, bar, and church and we have the best. I don't always hear perfection on the weekends, but I hear REAL talent, REAL musicians, REAL people's souls being poured out through music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171456110678616082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8Sz7uCFqBI/AAAAAAAAASk/isEcBb0vc3A/s400/DSC_0726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want to sing about "waiting on the world to change"... well they aren't waiting around just singing about it. They are bringing people in with their talents so that the REAL change can happen. I could only hope that God would use my talents in such a way to bring REAL life change to those around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171458030528997410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8S1reCFqCI/AAAAAAAAASs/BMRK4Nw_6pc/s400/DSC_0709.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks guys for not being afraid to follow your dreams! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ROCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-4302199802423433047?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4302199802423433047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=4302199802423433047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4302199802423433047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/4302199802423433047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/soul-singers.html' title='Soul Singers'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R8SxXOCFp_I/AAAAAAAAASU/kAbB8q2pg88/s72-c/DSC_0797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1972752001843167887</id><published>2008-02-21T21:34:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:18:07.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169631672995784450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R744neCFpwI/AAAAAAAAAQk/thW8fLYJj6g/s400/DSC_0872.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Growing up in a small town I didn't get to experience quite the same things that my boy does now. Sporting events in my hometown consisted of hanging out the local park for the church softball league games. Oh...and course there was the occasional "special treat" of an A&amp;amp;W rootbeer float afterward! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Raising a kid in a bigger city opens the door for lots of exciting events. Taking Elijah to see a friends band downtown at age 3 began him asking, "When can I see my next show?". I love that he is well rounded and is so much fun to hang out with. We are blessed more than we will ever know to have him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169632733852706642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R745lOCFp1I/AAAAAAAAARM/INH8VqTpWbY/s400/DSC_0900.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This past Tuesday we went to see the Predators play. We brought along my nephew Zach. He is another great kid that is SO much fun to hang out with. We are lucky to have him as a role model for Elijah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out some pics we took. We were just hanging out being silly and it was a blast! Thanks "Mr. Tim" for the tickets! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169631926398854930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R7442OCFpxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FJiKuJ0TJVw/s400/DSC_0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Check out Eli keeping the "peace" at the game! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169632179801925410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R745E-CFpyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OIhgNjBSFAI/s400/DSC_0845.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yes parents, hockey is a fighting sport! Kids...don't try it at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169632347305649970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R745OuCFpzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/83t4cVFVVyo/s400/DSC_0906.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did someone say "kiss cam"? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169632579233883970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R745cOCFp0I/AAAAAAAAARE/716gGJacCTo/s400/DSC_0916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out Justin "raising the roof" for some free crunchy tacos! :) The Preds scored 5 goals!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169634950055831394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R747mOCFp2I/AAAAAAAAARU/tRKUvvwg6eo/s400/DSC_0909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did I catch someone getting sleepy? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169636968690460562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R749buCFp5I/AAAAAAAAARs/gI2Kol_MFck/s400/DSC_0923-bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hockey Tickets - free (thanks Tim)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Parking - $20.00&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Snacks - $30.00&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Night out with the boys...PRICELESS!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1972752001843167887?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1972752001843167887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1972752001843167887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1972752001843167887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1972752001843167887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/game-time.html' title='Game Time'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R744neCFpwI/AAAAAAAAAQk/thW8fLYJj6g/s72-c/DSC_0872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1955666022927865095</id><published>2008-02-06T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:38:20.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paxton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats Ben and Stephani on your beautiful baby boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164060910653301346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R6puCbH4YmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/hOjruwyX6cs/s400/DSC_0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1955666022927865095?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1955666022927865095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1955666022927865095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1955666022927865095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1955666022927865095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/paxton.html' title='Paxton'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R6puCbH4YmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/hOjruwyX6cs/s72-c/DSC_0489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-27414265883617094</id><published>2008-01-17T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:49:37.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4-ocxQkU7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/G7VX7aNMrTU/s1600-h/DSC_0580+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525310575137714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4-ocxQkU7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/G7VX7aNMrTU/s400/DSC_0580+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Saturday was my Birthday. I guess late-twenties doesn't sound that bad, does it? Normally my age doesn't bother me. In fact, being younger than most is usually my problem. Not anymore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The New Year is when people think about something they need to change, want to work on, or should have done better from the year before. For me, it's more about wondering who am I right now. Not who was I, who will I be, but rather who am I right now in this moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After much thought I have settled on this one thing...I am REAL. I am by no means perfect, but at the same time I am God's creation and therefore perfect in His eyes. I fail and I succeed. So many times I have tried to be this or that and have ended up frustrated by the result. Accepting the uncertainy of being REAL is always the first step. This realization sounds simple enough. But it was really a kind of difficult one for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My encouragement to you is to be REAL. Don't be afraid to succeed with happiness, fail without excuses, and to view yourself through God's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Growing UP is learning to look UP to find out who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&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/4518236405203982730-27414265883617094?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/27414265883617094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=27414265883617094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/27414265883617094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/27414265883617094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/growing-up.html' title='Growing UP'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4-ocxQkU7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/G7VX7aNMrTU/s72-c/DSC_0580+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3820759269726809218</id><published>2008-01-06T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T07:16:28.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4GyhRQkU5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/G2LoobcCNAQ/s1600-h/DSC_9801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152595733326877586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4GyhRQkU5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/G2LoobcCNAQ/s400/DSC_9801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152595454154003330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4GyRBQkU4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/sKhewRn1qmI/s400/DSC_9618.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open. &lt;div align="center"&gt;Jawaharlal Nehru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152595952370209698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4GyuBQkU6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/tKJ-mi8D0Co/s400/DSC_9601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living might mean taking chances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they're worth taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovin' might be a mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it's worth maken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you come close to selling out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reconsider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when you get the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to sit it out or dance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HOPE YOU DANCE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Lee Ann Womack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3820759269726809218?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3820759269726809218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3820759269726809218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3820759269726809218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3820759269726809218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R4GyhRQkU5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/G2LoobcCNAQ/s72-c/DSC_9801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-473649127034900574</id><published>2007-12-23T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T18:43:05.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hope this Christmas season is that I will become more and more "childish". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147311308645094242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R27sXRQkU2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/7fsgWYxRuAU/s400/DSC_9112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out the link below. A young boy called into a radio station and shared a story that will change the way you use the word "childish". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pray this next year, we all have a more childlike faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zCdZwitrNoY"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=zCdZwitrNoY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like a child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147311836926071666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R27s2BQkU3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XS7FdZ10zR4/s400/DSC_9136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Lord, may my present to you this year be a heart that loves you, trusts you, and follows you like a child............"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-473649127034900574?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/473649127034900574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=473649127034900574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/473649127034900574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/473649127034900574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/childish.html' title='Childish?'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R27sXRQkU2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/7fsgWYxRuAU/s72-c/DSC_9112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-6746796278021060171</id><published>2007-12-03T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:55:46.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin and LOVIN it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well....the website is almost complete! I can't wait to show you guys what I have been working on. I won't spoil the surprise, but I did want to show you just a few of my favorite images. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139976566187405906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TddEVuslI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Td1lGluI_xA/s400/DSC_8485.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139962972615913954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TRF0VuseI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fz8RhJ_d7gY/s400/DSC_3941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139964759322309138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TSt0VushI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_L4rSfaTMyY/s400/DSC_7315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139963810134536706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TR2kVusgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/u_VJj9DwGo4/s400/DSC_7200.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139968521713660466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TWI0VusjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vPRP9JG8-Xs/s400/DSC_8908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139969677059863106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TXMEVuskI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5OttIRpDmMg/s400/DSC_9233-filter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love seeing the faces of parents, husbands, wives, friends, and family members when they see their loved ones captured in a photograph. These images are timeless frames of real people and real emotions. I hope that my website will be a way to share these images and maybe brighten someone elses day! Keep checking in....the countdown has begun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-6746796278021060171?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6746796278021060171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=6746796278021060171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/6746796278021060171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/6746796278021060171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/workin-and-lovin-it.html' title='Workin and LOVIN it!'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R1TddEVuslI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Td1lGluI_xA/s72-c/DSC_8485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-221827213370613058</id><published>2007-11-25T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:19:06.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of ...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of the time we think of pirates as some fictional characters from the latest Hollywood film. But sometimes I find myself being a "pirate" of sorts. No, for all you literalistic people out there, I am not talking about one of those fictional characters. (Although they do have cool outfits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136919651236477122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R0oBNMuseMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kZDS47Nou2E/s400/DSC_8090_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I find myself going through life having a good ole time. No cares at all....including other peoples feelings, hopes, and dreams. My lack of care and concern at times leaves people hurt and "ship-wrecked". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;James 1:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a bit out there for an analogy but stay with me. I want to be a person who thinks about what I say, watches out for opportunities to encourage others, and knows the impact a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on can really have. I want to be careful not to steal people's joy, enthusiasm, and hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"...hold on to faith and a good conscience. Some have rejected these and so have shipwrecked their faith." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Timothy 1:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just as a pirate can sneak through the night without much warning and steal what we love, so can being lazy with the influence we have as Christians. I represent an awesome God and every time I miss an opportunity to show how awesome He is, I am "stealing" the joy of Christ from them. No, we are not perfect, but we represent a perfect God. We should do our bests to be as much of reflection of what He has to offer those who are hurting, lost, and "shipwrecked" as we can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"In everything set them an example by doing what is good. In your teaching show integrity, seriousness and soundness of speech that cannot be condemned." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Titus 2:7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-221827213370613058?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/221827213370613058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=221827213370613058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/221827213370613058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/221827213370613058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/pirates-of.html' title='Pirates of ...?'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R0oBNMuseMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kZDS47Nou2E/s72-c/DSC_8090_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7018638981221112016</id><published>2007-11-20T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T10:44:13.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MuSiC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R0NsGMuseLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Rc0aSaQCh-k/s1600-h/DSC_8168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R0NsGMuseLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Rc0aSaQCh-k/s400/DSC_8168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135066853884590258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power in music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sad,happy,relaxed,excited,relieved,angry,energized,bold,loved,&lt;br /&gt;timid,empowered,cherished,strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does music make you feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-7018638981221112016?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7018638981221112016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7018638981221112016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7018638981221112016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7018638981221112016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/music.html' title='MuSiC'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/R0NsGMuseLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Rc0aSaQCh-k/s72-c/DSC_8168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-6483286490515138701</id><published>2007-11-06T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:37:21.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>change....will do you good?</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know I have recently taken a position as the Campus Coordinator/Admin for LifeChurch in Hendersonville. Our campus is a branch off the main church in Oklahoma City. It is a fast pace job with lots of challenges but with greater rewards. It is a great combination of working with people and detailed financial tasks. I am over the volunteers, plan special events, and take care of the financial aspects as well. I have to admit that it can be overwhelming at times but I live for those times when I see God using my skills to make a difference in the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to our campus. Check it out and let me know what you think. Let me warn you.....it's church like you probably haven't seen it before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifechurch.tv/"&gt;http://www.lifechurch.tv/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript"&gt; function lcp_popupLCVideo() { var src = unescape('%3Cobject classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="416" height="270" id="LCPlayer" align="middle"&gt; %3Cparam name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"/&gt; %3Cparam name="movie" value="http://origin1.lifechurch.tv/player/LCPlayer.swf" /&gt; %3Cparam name="quality" value="high" /&gt; %3Cparam name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt; %3Cparam name="FlashVars" value="file=Web_New_Vistor_416x232_8&amp;sec=0&amp;configPath=http://origin1.lifechurch.tv/player/&amp;autostart=true&amp;showForm=true" /&gt; %3Cembed src="http://origin1.lifechurch.tv/player/LCPlayer.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="416" height="270" name="LCPlayer" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" FlashVars="file=Web_New_Vistor_416x232_8&amp;sec=0&amp;configPath=http://origin1.lifechurch.tv/player/&amp;autostart=true&amp;showForm=true" /&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121720173238317266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQBXIzScNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gyi09adQPkU/s400/DSC_6349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had so much fun capturing the sassiness of the flower girl and the coolness of the bible boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQByozScOI/AAAAAAAAANY/FMQDAZTCVCs/s1600-h/DSC_5922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121720645684719842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQByozScOI/AAAAAAAAANY/FMQDAZTCVCs/s320/DSC_5922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQCDYzScPI/AAAAAAAAANg/qQlwlXQvf30/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121720933447528690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQCDYzScPI/AAAAAAAAANg/qQlwlXQvf30/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amy was a beautiful bride......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121721977124581666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQDAIzScSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TTLpr4P_Qc4/s400/DSC_6220.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...even though the clock was ticking when she arrived. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121721728016478482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQCxozScRI/AAAAAAAAANw/FBVeOd3zcHM/s320/DSC_6088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can't say enough about Brent and his "men in black" either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121722591304905010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQDj4zScTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/43G-XLo7dJs/s400/DSC_6031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish Amy and Brent years of happiness together. They believe in God and have a great passion for each other. Standing for those beliefs side by side will ensure a long and happy marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121722973556994370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQD6IzScUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/usj6Q30ggVg/s400/DSC_6452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best of luck to you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1539495146747593126?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1539495146747593126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1539495146747593126' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1539495146747593126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1539495146747593126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifetime-together.html' title='Lifetime together.....'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxQBXIzScNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gyi09adQPkU/s72-c/DSC_6349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3064290886041110943</id><published>2007-10-15T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:49:55.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life outside the "bubble"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxP7ZYzScMI/AAAAAAAAANI/eG12O_OvJjM/s1600-h/DSC_1879-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121713614823256258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxP7ZYzScMI/AAAAAAAAANI/eG12O_OvJjM/s400/DSC_1879-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;I want to be in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;not of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;so I can reach the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/4518236405203982730-3064290886041110943?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3064290886041110943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3064290886041110943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3064290886041110943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3064290886041110943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-outside-bubble.html' title='life outside the &quot;bubble&quot;'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RxP7ZYzScMI/AAAAAAAAANI/eG12O_OvJjM/s72-c/DSC_1879-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-5770959581351678619</id><published>2007-10-03T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:15:45.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinkin......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RwQ9wIzScLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/s18p8jSdtS8/s1600-h/portfolio+samples_1+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117282973805342898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RwQ9wIzScLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/s18p8jSdtS8/s400/portfolio+samples_1+(20).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Only has high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I seek can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, &lt;strong&gt;only as much as I dream can I be&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ Author Unknown~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-5770959581351678619?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5770959581351678619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=5770959581351678619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5770959581351678619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5770959581351678619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/thinkin.html' title='Thinkin......'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RwQ9wIzScLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/s18p8jSdtS8/s72-c/portfolio+samples_1+(20).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-7393636192479521465</id><published>2007-09-24T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:51:42.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhlL4zScCI/AAAAAAAAALw/x4Fn6JNODZs/s1600-h/DSC_7890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113948631779668002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhlL4zScCI/AAAAAAAAALw/x4Fn6JNODZs/s400/DSC_7890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Barbara Alpert &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113951414918475874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rvhnt4zScGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qkxNgW_0dCE/s400/DSC_7859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An older sister helps one remain half child, half woman.&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113951874479976562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhoIozScHI/AAAAAAAAAMY/h3e1_ckBU4I/s400/DSC_7878.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was nice growing up with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113948429916205074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhlAIzScBI/AAAAAAAAALo/Jzvb7I7ex0M/s400/DSC_7852.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A sister shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams.&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113949168650580018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhlrIzScDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-JDeAYe90Uc/s400/DSC_7796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sister to sister we will always be,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A couple of nuts off the family tree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113949623917113410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhmFozScEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VpqD7vHZFMc/s400/DSC_7951.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;~ I love you guys!~&lt;br /&gt;~Remember to love each other, ALWAYS!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunt Miriam&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who can stand against them?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113950942472073298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhnSYzScFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Wgy18IR2pqs/s400/DSC_7724.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-7393636192479521465?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7393636192479521465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=7393636192479521465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7393636192479521465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/7393636192479521465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/sisters.html' title='Sisters.......'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvhlL4zScCI/AAAAAAAAALw/x4Fn6JNODZs/s72-c/DSC_7890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-854257606291830320</id><published>2007-09-05T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:17:46.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been reminded lately of what Mercy really means. I can say that I have forgiven someone and that I have had "mercy" on them. But until I let it go.....as far and the East is from the West......I have not shown mercy like Christ would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106855228198387682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rt8xxdQcf-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/6j3ra_yss3Y/s400/DSC_1353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each day I get up and I stumble. Whether it be intentionally or not. I stumble. (Don't we all.) How awesome it is that we have a God that took our shame and guilt away. He didn't put in on a shelve so He could bring it back out when messed up again. It's gone. We have gone from darkness to light.......and we have been made clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have seen so many people that are close to me struggle this past year. (myself included) Living a Christian life isn't easy. Living up to a "higher" standard is hard. Sometimes it's so hard that when we continue to compare our mistakes to that higher "standard" we become overwhelmed and defeated. We can't believe that God would forgive us, love us, and rejoice over us after we have fallen. But lets not forget that there was only one perfect man.......Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mercy is best understood when we receive forgiveness that we don't deserve. Grace is when we continually receive that forgiveness from God. I don't think you can be Christlike and not show both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with the your God." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Micah 6:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I heard this song on the radio today. It struck me right away that I need to rest in God's mercy and not live a defeated Christian life. I am His child and forgiven.....again and again. Once forgiveness is given my sin and shame are gone. Also, if I am to be truly Christlike then the forgiveness I give should not come with conditions. I should not hold on to the hurt someone has caused me. Does it hurt still.......? Yes...... Does it come with questions? Yes.....but I am to forgive as Christ forgave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/castingcrowns"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/castingcrowns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thylyrics.com/hits/lyrics.php?id=1009390"&gt;http://www.thylyrics.com/hits/lyrics.php?id=1009390&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Mercy is receiving and giving undeserved forgiveness.~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/4518236405203982730-854257606291830320?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/854257606291830320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=854257606291830320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/854257606291830320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/854257606291830320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/mercy.html' title='Mercy'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rt8xxdQcf-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/6j3ra_yss3Y/s72-c/DSC_1353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-5623889881054667046</id><published>2007-08-06T00:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:38:26.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Time = Lake Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RrajYE1wH9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OjiyqyTX3m8/s1600-h/DSC_6727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095439662427676626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RrajYE1wH9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OjiyqyTX3m8/s400/DSC_6727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever had week that left you feeling worn out? Ok.....who am I kidding? If there is anyone who said no.....you're lying! :) This past week was one of those weeks for Justin and I. After shooting a wedding this past Sunday, working all week, and babysitting for family.....we were ready for a break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had planned to hang out with some old friends but weren't really sure how we were going to feel. You know.....those days when you really want to hang out and have fun but are afraid your lack of energy will leave your friends wondering why they bothered calling. :) Thankfully God has blessed us with lots of great friends who love us even on our low energy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning came around and after a short trip to the Vet, (No....not for Justin.....for my puppy Layla) we called up some friends and made plans. It was decided that a short trip out on the boat was just what we all needed. So we packed up the coolers and headed out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095438936578203538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rrait01wH5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/JRDTa8-jPgc/s400/DSC_6747-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids had a blast. I was proud of Elijah and Ashley as they both made major steps towards swimming without holding on to the boat. (Trust me....this was a MAJOR step for both of them.) The big kids had fun too. In fact......the big boys had so much fun I will have to reserve some of the photos for use at a later date. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095439202866175906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rrai9U1wH6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tekwUTGIq-o/s400/DSC_6671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095439357484998578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RrajGU1wH7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/lFCGkCK8aV8/s400/DSC_6689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095439486334017474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RrajN01wH8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3gF-clQzAFI/s400/DSC_6676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our trip was cut a little short by the rain. But it just added to the adventure of the day. I must say the best part of the day was towing in another boat which was full of some "characters" to say the least. I mentioned to our friends that maybe they would want to decorate their boat like the boat we towed. I mean.....I really thought that a rusty grill and old country couches would really had some class. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin and I have been so blessed with such great friends. After moving back from Georgia we realized how much friends add value to your life. We have been lucky to have all different types of couples as friends......tell you like it is friends, hang out late friends, and of course crazy friends. The best thing is that we can be ourselves and know that happy, sad, grumpy, or tired......we have a big family to help us through this thing called life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095440018909962210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rrajs01wH-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/aKWqrxxXuLU/s400/DSC_6703-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to making lots more memories with my friends. Life can be crazy and leave us worn out from time to time. But finding just a few hours here and there to share with friends makes the "crazy times" and little more easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-5623889881054667046?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5623889881054667046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=5623889881054667046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5623889881054667046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/5623889881054667046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/break-time-lake-time.html' title='Break Time = Lake Time'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RrajYE1wH9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OjiyqyTX3m8/s72-c/DSC_6727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3663588621221610740</id><published>2007-07-28T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:33:53.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta get away.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ocean never ceases to amaze me. It's strength is overwhelming yet it's beauty causes me to smile. It is powerful at the very core and commands respect. At the same time it gently erases the stress of everyday life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092423109327200130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rqvr1k1wH4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/U6JZu1h6wmo/s400/DSC_5709-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past year I had been holding on to memories that weighed on my heart. But when I got to the ocean I couldn't help but think how big the world is and how small my problems really were. Yeah.....not are.....were. God has acted much like the ocean in my life. His strength is overwhelming and his gentle embrace has made me smile. I just have to remember that my worries should be as far away from me as the ocean is wide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092421137937211186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RqvqC01wHzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AqeFgf3rgqE/s400/DSC_5642-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"You will again have compassion on us: you will tread our sins underfoot and hurl all our iniquities into the depths of the sea." Micah 7:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092421460059758402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RqvqVk1wH0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/C9qYJQFGHDs/s400/DSC_5673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"......forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead." Philippians 3:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092421730642698066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RqvqlU1wH1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/grZz8MD1Jqc/s400/DSC_5685.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"....how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ....." Ephesians 3:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092422963298312050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RqvrtE1wH3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/q2K65q_fACM/s400/DSC_5670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3663588621221610740?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3663588621221610740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3663588621221610740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3663588621221610740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3663588621221610740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/gotta-get-away.html' title='Gotta get away.....'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rqvr1k1wH4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/U6JZu1h6wmo/s72-c/DSC_5709-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3091560855635575213</id><published>2007-07-05T21:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:50:02.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2dLrtA96I/AAAAAAAAAH4/REaO8xyI9Z4/s1600-h/DSC_5176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083892378406811554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2dLrtA96I/AAAAAAAAAH4/REaO8xyI9Z4/s400/DSC_5176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was listening to the sound of fireworks going off I realized that not everyone has the freedom we have here in America. The sound of loud explosions are apart of our celebrations not of our everyday lives. While certain events in our history have threatened our freedom it is not an everyday battle as in some countries. A lot of people gave their lives protecting our freedom and I am grateful for their sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet there is another person that made a sacrifice for my freedom that I sometimes forget to celebrate. While there was a time in my life that I felt "fireworks" in my heart I sometimes forget to honor Him the way I would my country. Freedom is best used when it honors the one that gave you the freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that my freedom to practice religion would honor the sacrifice Christ made for me. I pray that my freedom of speech would honor that same sacrifice as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures I took over the weekend. I practiced my "creative" freedom and tried out a few new tricks. I hope you enjoy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083891390564333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2cSLtA93I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cP-mKTD0Pz0/s400/DSC_5058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083893873055430642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2eirtA9_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0WF1UyBgf_I/s400/DSC_5221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083893306119747554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2eBrtA9-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/z4HwjPN3QOI/s400/DSC_5062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083891669737207682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2cibtA94I/AAAAAAAAAHo/C9Kl0_42gdA/s400/DSC_5104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083892193723217810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2dA7tA95I/AAAAAAAAAHw/RDYNvkfJiTs/s400/DSC_5231.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083892722004195250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2dfrtA97I/AAAAAAAAAIA/nDwcQyE0Ajg/s400/DSC_5090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083892992587134914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2dvbtA98I/AAAAAAAAAII/hWqUZ1uOiEA/s400/DSC_5114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083893147205957586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2d4btA99I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7zuDt1i4a4g/s400/DSC_5138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083894397041440770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2fBLtA-AI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7Wsr4XGdZ_0/s400/DSC_5223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3091560855635575213?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3091560855635575213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3091560855635575213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3091560855635575213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3091560855635575213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/freedom.html' title='Freedom.....'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Ro2dLrtA96I/AAAAAAAAAH4/REaO8xyI9Z4/s72-c/DSC_5176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1564605145427973150</id><published>2007-05-30T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:04:46.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Little Guy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rl4RFP4U6JI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g-9PMWS181Q/s1600-h/DSC_4066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070509012325558418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rl4RFP4U6JI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g-9PMWS181Q/s400/DSC_4066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking him to stop growing. I keep begging him for just one more "nosey-whoasy". But most of all I keep praying that he'll be my "little guy" forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought he was special and his first year of school has proven me right. Elijah was at the top of his class and made his teacher and us very proud. He excelled in academics with the honor of "student of the month" his first month at school. But what stood out even more was how he frequently told his teacher how cool it was that he had Jesus in his heart. Making friends was easy for him....in fact....a little too easy when it came to the girls! :) I couldn't have wished for a more well behaved, kind-hearted, intelligent, and hiliarious boy! (He must get all that from his daddy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I know the years to come will have their challenging moments I know that with God's direction we will continue to be blessed by having Elijah. He is truely a special boy and I pray that God will help us know how to raise him. God has great things planned for him and I feel lucky to be raising such a great "little guy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to you Elijah on such a great year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070506400985442402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rl4OtP4U6GI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5CWhx6LMfQU/s400/DSC_4041-blackout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1564605145427973150?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1564605145427973150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1564605145427973150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1564605145427973150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1564605145427973150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-guy.html' title='&quot;Little Guy&quot;'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rl4RFP4U6JI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g-9PMWS181Q/s72-c/DSC_4066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1620536156442886189</id><published>2007-05-22T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:13:59.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments to remember......</title><content type='html'>Laughing, singing, dancing, loving......these are all moments I want to hold on to forever. I go through my day trying to hold on to the memories of the way my husband smiled at me when we first met, my son scoring his first soccer goal, or my dad seeing his grandson for the first time. These are the moments that make life meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always wondered what it would be like to grow old and not be able to remember those times. I have started countless journals with intentions on saving those moments for future story telling. But it wasn't until recently that I started to record these moments in a new way. "A picture paints a thousand words"......or so the saying goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the "moments" I have captured recently. I hope the friends and families of these littles ones cherish these moments forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067581511076997122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOqiP4U6AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WzF_dVWb1rs/s400/DSC_2816+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067585084489787442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOtyP4U6DI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DTJr2XevZ1I/s400/DSC_2375+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067586025087625282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOuo_4U6EI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_BSwZOOirWI/s400/DSC_3892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067582065127778322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOrCf4U6BI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1cWCdT9SsWU/s400/DSC_2997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067584801021945890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOthv4U6CI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bOUlA5iYyOc/s400/DSC_2142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067586875491149906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOvaf4U6FI/AAAAAAAAAG4/G6dp14ma-b4/s400/DSC_3130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1620536156442886189?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1620536156442886189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1620536156442886189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1620536156442886189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1620536156442886189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/moments-to-remember.html' title='Moments to remember......'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RlOqiP4U6AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WzF_dVWb1rs/s72-c/DSC_2816+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1954091910264143074</id><published>2007-04-15T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:11:11.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out on the town......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJY0nBRMtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VFN3Vd-h0xA/s1600-h/UrbanR+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053699392713863890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJY0nBRMtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VFN3Vd-h0xA/s400/UrbanR+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nashville ~ 3/30/07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053694389076963922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJURXBRMlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JItA1FufAdA/s400/DSC_1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053696948877472370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJWmXBRMnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yNc6sBIO-Zw/s400/DSC_1490.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053703163695149842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJcQHBRMxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MvQ3gIyjeF8/s400/DSC_1686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053701059161174770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJaVnBRMvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z2hZJ-bZXqo/s400/DSC_1502_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053698546605306546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJYDXBRMrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ci9mFnrBPCQ/s400/DSC_1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053697983964590754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJXinBRMqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LdEBAFRFUg4/s400/DSC_1683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053700767103398626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJaEnBRMuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/szCdAI6bjOc/s400/DSC_1477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053701737766007554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJa9HBRMwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/o2yobwDsvIA/s400/DSC_1616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-1954091910264143074?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1954091910264143074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1954091910264143074' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1954091910264143074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1954091910264143074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/out-on-town.html' title='Out on the town......'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RiJY0nBRMtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VFN3Vd-h0xA/s72-c/UrbanR+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-618736883104335037</id><published>2007-03-29T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T17:30:07.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In a FLASH.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgwfrM-3bgI/AAAAAAAAACM/yiwX-Y8PNos/s1600-h/DSC_1147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047444109455224322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgwfrM-3bgI/AAAAAAAAACM/yiwX-Y8PNos/s400/DSC_1147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids...friends...your weight.....life changes a lot and FAST. Sometimes I just hang on and wait for the next shift. My boy will be 6 years old next week. I keep telling myself I am not old enough to have a 6 year old. (others may actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;agree&lt;/span&gt;) But being a young mom has it's advantages. He can run....but he can't hide! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed working on images I took a couple of weeks ago at my sister's house in Kentucky. I loved watching our children play together and remembering when we ourselves got a kick out of wrestling with our dad and "helping" in the kitchen. It is important to me that Elijah enjoys each stage of life. Some stages may be more frustrating to him than others. (Learning to tie your shoes is NEVER fun!) But he loves to laugh and is quite a character.....I hope that sweet spirit grows and helps him through the tough times we all seem to face later in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047444264074046994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rgwf0M-3bhI/AAAAAAAAACU/55NAWgCWltw/s400/DSC_1134-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the last couple of weeks. I can't wait to "shift" my schedule and find more time to enjoy this stage of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047450178244013794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgwlMc-3buI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ItdslUGGeg4/s400/DSC_1247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgwijM-3brI/AAAAAAAAADk/XjfqSQ8-WzU/s1600-h/DSC_1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047447270551154354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgwijM-3brI/AAAAAAAAADk/XjfqSQ8-WzU/s400/DSC_1160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rgwgdc-3bjI/AAAAAAAAACk/wfMxszxDxrs/s1600-h/DSC_1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rgwh6s-3bqI/AAAAAAAAADc/x3Hu1tjbDZc/s1600-h/DSC_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047459674416705266" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rgwvfs-3bxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vyKI2Lp3-Dg/s400/DSC_1151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047461727411072802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rgwvss-3byI/AAAAAAAAAEc/SSa8qaTZKmE/s400/DSC_1380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/Rgwkuc-3btI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1zRJg3Tw-B8/s1600-h/DSC_1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-618736883104335037?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/618736883104335037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=618736883104335037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/618736883104335037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/618736883104335037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-flash.html' title='In a FLASH.....'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgwfrM-3bgI/AAAAAAAAACM/yiwX-Y8PNos/s72-c/DSC_1147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-6050149326646561331</id><published>2007-03-20T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:06:32.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a chance.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgBbi69kCGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SJ_WsxntvG8/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044132238156105826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgBbi69kCGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SJ_WsxntvG8/s400/DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going through life is much like driving on a country road. The peaceful scenery and gentle curves that cause the sleepy Sunday drive feeling can change in an instant. One minute you are dreaming of swinging from a tire swing to cursing the stray possum and fowl odor of the freshly squished skunk. But then that passes and your back to rocking on the front porch watching the passing storms. How does the song go......"Life is a highway...." I think that my life is more like a country road, with hills, valleys, and lots of distractions along the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that there isn't any way I could go through this life with out the support and encouragement I get from my husband. I have never liked "driving" alone and I thank God everyday that the person in the seat besides me is Justin. While I tend to hold back and read all the directions before starting out, Justin reaches for the keys and asks for directions along the way. (well figuratively) I doubt each turn but he NEVER doubts me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044208452350773378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgCg3K9kCII/AAAAAAAAACE/Ig8Ld89ZZiY/s400/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When You Come Back Down (by NickelCreek)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You got to leave me now, you got to go alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got to chase a dream, one that's all your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before it slips away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're flyin' high, take my heart along &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be the harmony to every lonely song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you learn to play &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're soarin' through the air &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be your solid ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take every chance you dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you come back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you come back down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep lookin' up, awaitin' your return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My greatest fear will be that you will crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I won't feel your fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be the other hand that always holds the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Connectin' in between your sweet heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm strung out on that wire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'll be on the other end, To hear you when you call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel, you were born to fly, If you get too high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll catch you when you fall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your memory's the sunshine every new day brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the sky is calling Angel, let me help you with your wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're soarin' through the air I'll be your solid ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take every chance you dare I'll still be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you come back down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take every chance you dare, I'll still be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you come back down When you come back down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044130829406832706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgBaQ69kCEI/AAAAAAAAABk/D8sxc1scIxs/s400/DSC_0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography is a new road for me. Following something I love and giving it my all not knowing what the outcome will be is a new road as well. When you pick up a camera and start shooting you don't always know what the result will be. But until you take a step of faith and shoot you never know the awesome joy it is to capture the emotion of a moment. Whether it is photography, music, or writing.....find something to take a chance on! And don't forget to look beside you and thank God for the people He has placed in your life to catch you if you fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044131331918006354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgBauK9kCFI/AAAAAAAAABs/jAEGv4-fTvY/s400/DSC_0578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks Justin......for being willing to help me with my wings............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-6050149326646561331?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6050149326646561331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=6050149326646561331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/6050149326646561331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/6050149326646561331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/take-chance.html' title='Take a chance.....'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RgBbi69kCGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SJ_WsxntvG8/s72-c/DSC_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-1569282227210439717</id><published>2007-02-24T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:33:28.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>assignment - play date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReI4VyrBHsI/AAAAAAAAABI/D3FK7jMVyVE/s1600-h/DSC_0423WILDTHING1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035649280384245442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReI4VyrBHsI/AAAAAAAAABI/D3FK7jMVyVE/s320/DSC_0423WILDTHING1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReIpOirBHoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ZtyKIozADOQ/s1600-h/DSC_0423WILDTHING1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When faced with my first assignment and the thought of having to share my pictures in front of my peers I could only think of one subject that would work.......my boy! Now granted the pictures aren't the grand masterpieces I would have liked to present to my teacher....but the subject.....you can't get any cuter than this! I had fun shooting Elijah and learning new tricks with the camera. Not only was it good to get out of the "program mode" that I like to call home....but Elijah had a blast suggesting different poses. (what a ham......he gets that from his dad!) :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our class was working on panning a subject with a slower shutter speed to create a more life like&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReIubCrBHrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YrU1eUCrIdA/s1600-h/DSC_0406FIREPOLE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035638375462280882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReIubCrBHrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YrU1eUCrIdA/s320/DSC_0406FIREPOLE1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; action photo. The image of Elijah on his scooter really captured the intensity he puts into his "ride". He suggested the fire pole at the playground and I was surprised by the image I got. My husband and I thought it almost looked like he was 3D and way in front of the other kids. I think this shot showed the action as well as a different depth of field than I had experienced in my other photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The black and white of my boy is well.......it's of my boy.....so it's of course one of my favorites. I like the fact that he isn't smiling and being goofy but has a model like expression on his face. I love capturing differences in his personality. Knowing I will always have these images to look back on makes me smile.......and cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035634011775508130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReIqdCrBHqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aATkaZbxIyY/s320/DSC_0452NIKE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well.....I hope you liked my first assignment. I am learning some cool tricks with my camera as well as in Photoshop. I look forward to having more creative control over the images I take. Most importantly I am having fun and enjoying this new adventure.&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/4518236405203982730-1569282227210439717?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1569282227210439717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=1569282227210439717' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1569282227210439717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/1569282227210439717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/assignment-play-date.html' title='assignment - play date'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/ReI4VyrBHsI/AAAAAAAAABI/D3FK7jMVyVE/s72-c/DSC_0423WILDTHING1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3892937802643884522</id><published>2007-02-17T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:29:38.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RdfHsqBL0AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RvKMQx-ndSs/s1600-h/DSC_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032710678617247746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RdfHsqBL0AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RvKMQx-ndSs/s320/DSC_0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New job, new house, new hobby........phase one of my new adventure has me wondering why kids are the only ones who get to take naps. Oh to have someone tell me I had to close the blinds, turn off the light, and sleep! But then without these crazy times we would always wake back up to the same reality wondering why our dreams never came true. So although I say this timidly.....BRING IT ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my first photography class last week. The teacher is quite a character. My friend Jenn and I can't help but laugh at his gestures and frequent exclamation of......"I'm not teaching you anything you don't already know." We often wonder what we are paying for if this is indeed the case. But I must admit (although not to everyone).....he IS teaching me some things I don't already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our assignment this week should be interesting. No more leaning on the "program" settings to think for me. I hope to find time to really be creative and get some good shots. We have to bring our images to class and most likely share them with everyone. Although my first thought is to jump ship and run when it comes to anything that leaves me vulnerable in front of my peers......I don't want to wake up tomorrow, next month, or God forbid next year longing for my dreams instead of living them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to post some of the images from my first assignment. Feel free to comment and share your thoughts. But remember.....go easy on the rookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4518236405203982730-3892937802643884522?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3892937802643884522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3892937802643884522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3892937802643884522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3892937802643884522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-move.html' title='On the move......'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RdfHsqBL0AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RvKMQx-ndSs/s72-c/DSC_0186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518236405203982730.post-3612439895220937286</id><published>2007-01-26T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:18:06.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;want to reach out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be someone new....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to dance in the rain....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to fight..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a part of a song I wrote today. It may not be an award winning lyrical masterpiece but then again....not many people believe their first works will make them famous. (If they do...we probably have never heard of them.) (case in point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am excited about this new year and what it will bring for me. Last year was a roller coaster experience with tears from both the mountain tops and valleys of life. But as I wrote today....I want to stay in the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Photography is my new "Dream".  I have no planned agenda on being a house hold name. I just want to go for something I love and not hold back. Life is full of dreams....ones you achieve and ones you let pass you by. Unfortunately too many times I have let things slip by being afraid of mistakes. Yet how many canvases did Michael Angelo paint that we never saw, how many missed shots did Michael Jordan shoot before he scored the winning basket, and how many images would be lost without....Photoshop! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hope you enjoy following along with me in this new adventure. I pray there will be images that make you laugh, cry, (good tears!), and ones that cause you to follow your dreams as well. So here's to a New Year! Enjoy the ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4518236405203982730-3612439895220937286?l=bynaomiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3612439895220937286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4518236405203982730&amp;postID=3612439895220937286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3612439895220937286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4518236405203982730/posts/default/3612439895220937286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bynaomiblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='New Year.......'/><author><name>Miriam Naomi Brant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04247243416925391581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l6KCAMWbLlo/RvrrCozScJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NT2lUIigqXw/s400/1227_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
