<?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-3157670109464567049</id><updated>2012-02-04T16:26:32.586-08:00</updated><category term='Growing In The Lord'/><title type='text'>Bubbas Blurbs</title><subtitle type='html'>What would you do if god said move?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8830791527482769282</id><published>2012-02-04T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T16:26:11.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTHING CAN KEEP ME FROM DANCING!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>As many of you may or may not know I have been battling pain in my left foot for about 6 years now.  Thats about how long I have been in the dance ministry....coiencidence I don't think so.  Anyway about a month ago I was at work and my foot was hurting me so bad I couldnt hardly walk and caused me to cry in pain.  I went home that friday and did nothing that weekend, but I got up that Sunday morning and said God nothing and I mean nothing will keep me from doing what you have called me to do. I walked in and Tammy said no I will do flags and I said to her no I have to do them this morning.  She totally understood what I meant and has been there herself where she knew she had to dance her way through it.  From that moment on I felt an overwhelming peace that I knew God had it all under control.  I knew what I was going to be fasting for on my 21 day fast.  I prayed for my foot to be totally healed and for God to give me the wisdom to be able to make better choice so that I could lose weight to carry out what he has called me to do.  I don't want to just halfway do what he called me to do I want to do it with excellence and be able to look at people when I minister and say I have made it through and so can you.  Don't ever give up and keep yourself focused on HIM and he will give you the strength and the wisdom to be able to carry out what he has called you to do.  I went to the doctor right after that Sunday and the doctor told me I had a Bursa Sac and a Spur on my Achilles Tendon.  Quite painful and not fun to have wrong with your foot when you are in the dance ministry.  Well he put me in an air boot and gave me some anti inflammatories to take to get the swelling down. He said come back in 3 weeks and we will see how you are doing and if it gets better we will discuss how to go from there.  If it gets worse then we will schedule and MRI and will probabaly have to do surgery if its really bad.  I looked at the doctor and said not surgery!!!! He smiled and said I hope not.  So I went back to the doctor this past week and my foot has gotten better and he said he wants to continue the treatment for another 3 weeks and the fourth week I am to walk in my regular shoes.  He will then have me come back and they will cast me for a functional shoe insert that will raise my heels up so that the tendon doesn't rub against that spur. He asked what kind of activities I did outside of work I told him I was in the dance ministry.  He scowled at me and said in a low tone NOOOOOO we cant be doing that.  I said doc I am not being disrespectful but I will continue to dance anyway.  He said well we need to get your foot well and not to damage it anymore.  I still looked at him and said I will still dance.  He then said ok we will talk about it when you come back I smiled and just shook my head.  I left the doctors office and called my mom and told her what the doctor said and she said I told you he would tell you to stop dancing.  I said mom I know you mean well and are trying to look out for me but that isn't going to stop me from dancing.  I know what he has called me to do and nothing or no one will keep me from doing it.  Even if I have to dance in a cast or on crutches.  She said ok and left it at that.  I had a few people at work shake their head because they heard me say I was still going to dance.  This was my facebook post from the day I left the doctors office " DONT LET ANYTHING OR ANYONE KEEP YOU FROM DOING WHAT GOD HAS CALLED YOU TO DO. YOU STAND FIRM ON HIS WORD AND REBUKE THE DEVIL AND HE WILL HAVE TO FLEE. NOTHING IN THIS WORLD NOT EVEN FAMILY AND FRIENDS SHOULD KEEP YOU FROM DOING WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN CALLED TO DO!!!!!!!!!!! God said he gives us the desires of our hearts.  Well mine is to dance for HIM like never before and to lose weight so I can carry out that call on my life.  Tomorrow at church I will be without my boot for the day because I know that I know that I know that I know that I know I am healed.  I will continue to do what the doctor has asked me to do.  If you only get one thing from this blog entry I want it to be this.....Don't let yourself stop you from doing what he has called you to do.  Make the decision to do all you can do and let him do the rest.  He will give you the knowledge and wisdom to carry out what he called you to do as well as give you the strength to get through it all.  The enemy can come at me but he knows when I say flee in the name of JESUS he has to go!!!!!!  So when you see me dancing tomorrow in church my prayer is that you see HIM through me and that it sparks you to go after all that God has for you and to do what he has called you to do.&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dmRU3g36krM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8830791527482769282?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8830791527482769282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8830791527482769282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8830791527482769282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8830791527482769282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2012/02/nothing-can-keep-me-from-dancing.html' title='NOTHING CAN KEEP ME FROM DANCING!!!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dmRU3g36krM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4499553507866900035</id><published>2011-12-16T07:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:07:41.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcome-SONG - DONT JUST LISTEN WORSHIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6sjYWrpNoCs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;When we were out in St. Louis Charmaine played this song for us and I just cried listening to it.  I just thought I would share it on my blog with everyone.  Don't just listen to it worship with it.  This song makes me want to dance til I fall down on my knees and just lay there at his feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4499553507866900035?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4499553507866900035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4499553507866900035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4499553507866900035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4499553507866900035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/12/overcome-song.html' title='Overcome-SONG - DONT JUST LISTEN WORSHIP'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6sjYWrpNoCs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4384170796355942848</id><published>2011-12-15T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T05:00:49.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Hold Back</title><content type='html'>I recently went to St. Louis with the Dance It Out team to minister in a friend of ours christmas program at their church.  There are alot of reasons why this past weekend was a divine appointment, but I think the reason I was supposed to be there was to re-affirm that I am where I am supposed to be and to show me that there are greater things ahead.  There are times I feel so clumsy when I dance and I say God why do you have me dancing I dont have any ability I ache all the time and I am sure someone else can do it better than me.  He gently puts his arms around me and holds me tight and says, but you said yes when I asked.  When I was in St. Louis I messed up during the first service dancing and I felt so bad about it afterwards, but no one noticed or if they did they never said anything.  Something that Curtis said to us before we left when we were talking about everything that weekend.  He said this church is so used to everything being perfect that they need to see that its not about perfection but about your heart and willingness to put yourself out there for God to do something.  There are going to be times when you step out and do what God has called you to do that you will mess up and you will feel as if someone else can do it better but don't let that stop you from the call he placed on your life.  He wasnt looking for perfection he was looking for someone to say yes I will.  I dont look for compliments or nice words when I dance and its hard for me to take the compliments when given.  I do what I do because God asked me to step out and do it for him and because I just can't sit still and just raise my hands anymore.  For all he has done in me I want to shout and dance and show him how much I love him.  I sometimes wonder what people would do if God just walked in the church would they just stand there or sit in there chairs.  I know everyone has their own way to worship I am not knocking anyone's way of doing it but do you think about what you are singing about?  If you truly did it would make you want to fall at his feet and worship or get up and shout to the heavens praises to him.  Next time you see me or any of the team doing flags or dancing don't just sit there if you feel like dancing and shouting get up and do it.  Our whole purpose is to help others enter into worship in a deeper way.  Don't let what other people may think hold you back.  It doesn't matter how silly you think you look stop letting that mindset hold you back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4384170796355942848?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4384170796355942848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4384170796355942848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4384170796355942848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4384170796355942848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-hold-back.html' title='Dont Hold Back'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5489108966951799649</id><published>2011-11-11T09:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:59:38.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Your Words Destroy Someone</title><content type='html'>I watched two people go at it today at work and not handle themselves in a very good manner today.  It made me sad to see both of them not handle the situation and could very well have resulted in both of them being terminated.  I see so many people that always want to blame the other person for why they behaved in such a bad manner when it really boils down to how you handle yourself.  It doesn't matter how another person treats or speaks to you.  The only control you have is over yourself and how you deal with the situation.  When I was very young I would say things without thinking how it may make the person feel or if I was making the stiutation worse.  We shouldn't be quick to say things out of anger or hurt. We should use wisdom in what we allow to come out of our mouths.  It took me alot of years to learn that.  That's not to say that I may not want to say some things out of anger, but I stop myself and ask God to help me change how I handle myself and what I allow to come out of my mouth.  The tongue is a powerful weapon and if misused it can cause destruction in someone's life.  I don't know about you but I don't want my words to destroy someone I want them to uplift and encourage them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5489108966951799649?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5489108966951799649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5489108966951799649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5489108966951799649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5489108966951799649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-let-your-words-destroy-someone.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Your Words Destroy Someone'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-9096315574838577167</id><published>2011-11-09T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:05:56.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing My Thanksgiving Thoughts</title><content type='html'>This is something I wrote last year and posted it on my notes in facebook and I thought I would share it with. "Thank you God for loving me enough to send your son to die for me even when I know I don't deserve it. Thank you for always being there thru every circumstance good or bad and despite my selfishness you still extended grace to me. Thank you for giving me another day to breath and to be able to worship you and to have a small part in helping others to come to Christ. Thank you for always forgiving me when I make a wrong choice and willfully doing it but yet you still forgive me when I ask. Thank you for placing people around me that lift me up in prayer and encouragement when I have no strength of my own to do it myself. Thank you for the blessing of giving me my girls who despite my not being the best of moms at times they love you with all their heart and choose to serve you. Thank you for my parents and their unconditional love for me and there wisdom to point me the right way when I sometimes didnt want to listen. Thank you for the church you have placed me in that is a loving church that just wants to serve you in anyway they can no matter how small or big. I have so many other things to be thankful for and my list could go on forever even down to the smallest of things. Knowing that he has my name written down in heaven is what I'm most thankful for because without Jesus dying for my sins I wouldn't have my name written in heaven. What is it you are thankful for the most?NOV. 25th 2010".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-9096315574838577167?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/9096315574838577167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=9096315574838577167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/9096315574838577167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/9096315574838577167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/11/sharing-my-thanksgiving-thoughts.html' title='Sharing My Thanksgiving Thoughts'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1022806741541850628</id><published>2011-11-03T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:56:58.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20+ Years Later</title><content type='html'>I had an old friend come into town this past weekend and came to church to visit.  He and I go way back and he knew me back when I wasnt in a good place in my life and neither was he.  He said to my pastor that 20+ years ago you never would have gotten her up there to dance and do flags.  He's right I wouldn't have done it for nothing.  I have grown and learned so much in those 20+ years and Im in a different walk with God.  I have had to learn that it's not about me it's all about HIM.  I have to die to my selfish nature every day and ask God what it is he wants.  It's not always easy I find myself being selfish at times and do what I want to anyway.  I don't ever want to go back to that place where I was at all those years ago.  I was a christian who struggled and wanted to be loved by someone.  I wasn't satisfied being myself and always wanted to be accepted.  I cared what others thought of me back then instead of caring what God thought and wanted for my life.  I spent way too many years looking for love in a man and got myself into bad relationships and started those relationships off the wrong way every time.  I am finally in a place to where I seek after God and don't worry so much about whether I have someone to share my life with.  I am never alone he is always with me no matter where I am.  I have my kids and a great family, a wonderful church family, and some pretty awesome friends.  I look for his approval not the approval of man.  I stopped seeking out someone to date or be in a relationship with.  I had to get myself in a place where I was sick enough of my circumstances and going around the same tree so to speak over and over again that I finally cried out to God and said I only want what you want for my life.  If I go through this life with no one to share it with then I am ok with that.  God has done a work in my life and I am not about to throw it all away on a temporary pleasure because I have been fooled into thinking I have to have someone in my life.  It makes me sad to see that there are so many people out there that are in the same place I was for all those years.  Don't make the mistake of seeking after a man/woman approval and for their love.  That only leads down a path of never-ending void inside you.  I am thankful that God had patience enough and loved me enough to bring me to the place I am at now in my life.  Bury your heart so deep into God so that person who seeks after you has to seek God's heart to find yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1022806741541850628?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1022806741541850628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1022806741541850628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1022806741541850628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1022806741541850628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/11/20-years-later.html' title='20+ Years Later'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-834402495846422913</id><published>2011-10-26T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:57:04.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment By Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7L8Foffljw/Tqibx8l_VTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UWwt3RSToQ0/s1600/peaceful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="260" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7L8Foffljw/Tqibx8l_VTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UWwt3RSToQ0/s320/peaceful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You wake up in the morning and first thoughts in your mind are..I have to get the kids up, what am I going to make for breakfast, how am I going to pay that bill, I have to get that report done for work, someone is in the hospital in your family and you worry how they are, all these busy thoughts.  Then your feet hit the floor and you begin your day with stress and worry.  You get the kids off to school and you get yourself ready for work.  While you are walking out the door for work you see a neighbor who is going through a rough time and you have been trying to be there for them.  Then you get in your car and drive to work.  You get to work and deal with the stresses at work.  Your mind gets bogged down because your boss or a co-worker is not being as nice as they should be to people.  You go to lunch and while you are in the line at Sonic you see a homeless man who is asking people for money to eat and everyone passes him up.  You reach in to your purse and give him a $10 bill and hand it to him all the while your worry about the stress that awaits you at work.  Then its back to work but all the day you worry about the bills that are piling up and it weighs on your mind.  You leave work and get a phone call from someone who just wants you to listen to their problems so you listen to them on your way home from work.  You get home then the kids are arguing and they are asking for this and that and you just want a moment to yourself.  You get dinner done then you get a shower and try to wind down but you still have all this on your mind and it never shuts down.  By the end of the day your exhausted and you just want to go to sleep.  Often times this is how it is we don't start are day off with God.  We say well I dont have the time to in the morning I have too much to do.  There is always time to make for God if you just stop and be still.  Most of us don't want to stop and be still because then all the flood of thoughts take over and we dont know how to stop them from over taking our mind.  You never seem to get peace of mind.  Most people dont know what peace of mind is or how to get it.  We are to take rest in God and give him all the burdens for us not to carry them anymore.  You say how do I do that?  You do it moment by moment.  Whenever you start to have a flood of thoughts that are over taking you and you are stressing out just stop in that moment and say God I praise you and thank you for my peace of mind and I give it all to you.  You may have to do that a thousand times a day until you get peace of mind.  Don't let the enemy have a foot hold in your mind he has no power unless you give it to him. The enemy wants us to have our minds full of chaos so that we are not hearing God speak to us.  We can't hear him because we don't get still and listen.  It's not going to be easy for some to just be still and quiet thats when you stop and take it moment by moment and just praise HIM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-834402495846422913?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/834402495846422913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=834402495846422913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/834402495846422913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/834402495846422913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/moment-by-moment.html' title='Moment By Moment'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7L8Foffljw/Tqibx8l_VTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UWwt3RSToQ0/s72-c/peaceful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4992972978345689943</id><published>2011-10-25T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T09:36:13.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer Today To My Father</title><content type='html'>Just the thought of being without you in my life is enough to bring me to my knees.  I can't think of anyone or anything else.  There isn't anything that I wouldn't do for you or anything I wouldn't give up.  To wake up and start my morning off spending time with you makes my day full of joy and to be able to face the day whatever challenges I may face.  I want to tell everyone of how much I love you and what you have done for me and what you will do for them.  I want to be lost in your presence.  If anyone man wants to have my heart he will have to seek you because my heart is held by you and he will have to seek you to get to me.  The love I have for you is unexplainable in meer words.  I sometimes am speechless at the thought of how you love me so much that you would send your Son to die for me.  I long to do your will and wait for your guidance and not to jump into what I want but wait for what you want.  I am your vessel use me as you will.  When I dance its only for you and for you to use me to speak to others. I am nothing without you in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4992972978345689943?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4992972978345689943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4992972978345689943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4992972978345689943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4992972978345689943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-prayer-today-to-my-father.html' title='My Prayer Today To My Father'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7847142801190033933</id><published>2011-10-24T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:31:29.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust In Him</title><content type='html'>I had an old friend tell me it broke his heart to me say that I was in pain everyday from the arthritis in my foot.  He took it as if I was accepting that I was defeated and wasn't walking in faith enough to know that I can be healed.  I told him that not to think that for one moment that I dont know that I am healed.  It isn't because I lack the faith.  I don't understand why some of us still walk everyday and deal with the pain, sickness, or disease that we do.  There are some things that is hard for me to understand and do not have the answers to all I know to do is trust in him to know that I am healed and walk in that healing everyday no matter how I feel.  I know that God has been dealing with me that there are things that I need to do to take care of myself better and I am making those necessary changes so that I can carry out what he has for me to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7847142801190033933?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7847142801190033933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7847142801190033933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7847142801190033933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7847142801190033933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/trust-in-him.html' title='Trust In Him'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2017578184953717562</id><published>2011-10-17T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T07:06:59.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Plan or Other Distractions?</title><content type='html'>This has been a rough past several days for me being sick.  I don't like for anything to make me feel so bad I can't get up.  I felt good enough to go to church yesterday morning and normally I wouldn't even think of doing flags but I knew I had to yesterday.  There have been many things thrown at me lately that has tried to distract me from what God has called me to do.  I told a friend yesterday that I have come to far and God has done too much in me for me to throw it away on a bad choice.  While I was up there doing flags yesterday I couldn't sing out like I normally do when I do flags and I'm sure the look on my face was intense.  I'm not a cheesy grin kinda person by nature but I do smile :). I was getting lost in his presence yesterday and didn't care who was watching or what they thought.  I was praying God I have come too far now and you have done so much that I don't want to disappoint you by making any more bad choices.  I was praying that he guide me and give me the wisdom to know when it's a distraction.  I want more of HIM now than I ever have and nothing else is satisfying that hunger inside me anymore but HIM.  This has been a year of reconnection with people from my past.  Some of those people I have mended relationships with and some it was to make peace and close the door.  I know that God has something big in store I feel it inside my spirit.  This is not a time for letting self get in the way it's time to let God take over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2017578184953717562?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2017578184953717562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2017578184953717562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2017578184953717562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2017578184953717562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/his-presence-or-other-distractions.html' title='His Plan or Other Distractions?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3298045174069752813</id><published>2011-10-15T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T08:57:29.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is Ashamed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hBtcqAciLI/TpmtRke1_bI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eUY8Ws_Pw04/s1600/2006_one_night_with_the_king_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hBtcqAciLI/TpmtRke1_bI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eUY8Ws_Pw04/s320/2006_one_night_with_the_king_006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldnt sleep very well last nite so I got my laptop and a few movies and crawled back into bed and started watching them.  I was watching one night with the king.  I love that movie and I havent had the opportunity to read the book yet but I plan too.  Everyone always talks about the story of esther or even haman or vashti, but what stood out to me watching this movie was something that we as christians do all the time.  We hide who we are in fear of what others may say or think.  Esther hide who she was for fear of her life and her people. Yes the story ends well, but that doesn't always happen in our lives today.  It's as if we are too ashamed to tell anyone we are christians and tell others of Gods love for them.  We go to our jobs, schools, stores, churches, and even our own homes and hide who we are inside.  Oh we say we are christians but we don't tell others of how God sent his son to die for them or what good things that God has done in our lives.  What has caused us to be ashamed of who we are and of God?  Was God ashamed of you?  He sent his only son to be beaten, bruised, humiliated, scorned, and made the ultimate sacrifice and gave us his life in turn that we may live forever with him in heaven.  We hide and cower at the thought of people thinking we are crazy pentecostal snake charming christians....ok some people see pentecostals that way but not all.  I want to shout from the skies to anyone who will listen that Im a born again blood bought pentecostal christian.  Im not ashamed of my father in heaven nor should you be.  Stop letting others dictate what you say and feel.  God wants us to tell others of his love, mercy, and grace that he has given to us if we but just ask for it.  Dont' pass up your opportunity to tell others of how wonderful God is and how he wants to wrap his loving arms around them.  He is not ashamed of you so why should you be of him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3298045174069752813?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3298045174069752813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3298045174069752813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3298045174069752813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3298045174069752813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/who-is-ashamed.html' title='Who Is Ashamed?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hBtcqAciLI/TpmtRke1_bI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eUY8Ws_Pw04/s72-c/2006_one_night_with_the_king_006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8542528930282954443</id><published>2011-10-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:00:59.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcome With Unspeakable Joy</title><content type='html'>I was sitting and eating lunch by myself in a restaurant and just thinking about the dance that DIO ministered this past Sunday and I couldn't help but you smile when I thought of it.  When I was up there dancing I didn't think about anyone or anything.  The only thing I saw was how God had given me this dream over and over again of this dance and seeing it play out before my eyes was overwhelming.  After we finished dancing I was so overcome with joy that I couldn't stop crying when we got out into the hallway.  I love when God gives you something and you step aside to let him bring it to pass as he wants. Thats what its all about is not making it about ourselves.  I was so proud of our DIO team.  Each and every lady has their own story of how God has broken those strong holds off their life.  I can't wait until we minster it again at the women's meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8542528930282954443?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8542528930282954443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8542528930282954443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8542528930282954443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8542528930282954443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/overcome-with-unspeakable-joy.html' title='Overcome With Unspeakable Joy'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6781870790303435414</id><published>2011-10-06T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:02:27.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOARDER TO WHOLENESS</title><content type='html'>Have you ever watched that show "Hoaders"?  It's about people who literally are buried in their stuff.  I has over taken their houses and their life to the point that they can no longer live a normal life.  They have such huge piles of stuff everywhere they can't sit on the furniture, eat at a dining room table, sleep in their beds, use their showers or tubs, or even cook food in their own kitchens.  Some of the worst shows I saw they didn't even take out their trash so the home was crawling with rodents and cock roaches.  The people would get very upset if others came in and tried to remove anything.  They would say "That is my stuff not yours...you can't take my stuff".  They would rather wallow in filth than to give up their stuff.  Not all but most of the people associate a memory or an event with their things.  It was usually something that happened in their life that had caused them to hoard to such an extreme.  Do you know that we all have things that we hoard?  I'm sure you are saying "Uhm no I don't live like that in filth and full of stuff that I don't need.  Just because you are not surrounded by stuff and filth doesn't mean you are not a hoarder.  What about that pain, anger, unforgiveness, insecurities, sickness, brokenness, sexual immorality, hatred, or anything else that doesn't belong inside you?  Wouldn't that make you a hoarder too?  Inside you you have built up so much of you have such huge piles of it and filth that it has over taken you that you are not living the life that God meant for you to live.  You would rather wallow in it than to give it up.  It's easier to hold onto it because it's like a security blanket of sorts.  You get mad because God is moving in others lives but yet you still continue to hoard inside until you become bitter.  Some of you are too stubborn to let go of your STUFF because you have a right to feel that way because of what someone else did to you or said to you and you want to continue to complain about it.  God doesn't want you to hoard all that inside of you.  He's waiting for you to take the first step toward him so that he can come and clean all that STUFF up that is inside you.  Don't let your hoarding keep you from the freedom, joy, peace of mind, and wholeness that God has for you.  As christians we would rather hold onto it than to admit that we are hoarding it inside.  Don't let what others may say or think hold you back from letting God come and clean up the STUFF.  He wants to take you from Hoarder to Wholeness and live the life that he has waiting for you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6781870790303435414?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6781870790303435414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6781870790303435414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6781870790303435414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6781870790303435414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoarder-to-wholeness.html' title='HOARDER TO WHOLENESS'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4872891412461922620</id><published>2011-09-27T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:45:10.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation With Fear</title><content type='html'> I love this song because it makes me stop and think that the things that I had fear about really aren't as scary as we make it out to be.  When we let God take over we have nothing to fear. This is what we need to do is have a conversation with our fear and not let it even take a seat to get comfortable. The minute we allow fear to have a seat and stay a while then it begins to start to grow and manifest within us.  It begins to grow stronger and stronger as time goes on if we allow it to stay.  Before you know it fear is running your life and it holds us back from the things that God wants for our lives and for the purpose he has layed out for us.  It's as simple as saying good-bye.  When we do that then we can say hello to all the good things that God has for us.  I hope you enjoy the song.&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tnyJjztZ0MY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4872891412461922620?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4872891412461922620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4872891412461922620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4872891412461922620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4872891412461922620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/conversation-with-fear.html' title='A Conversation With Fear'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tnyJjztZ0MY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5520754781045026431</id><published>2011-09-26T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:33:52.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Pie In The Sky</title><content type='html'>Have you ever found yourself wishing you could win the lottery?  What about marrying a rich man/woman?  How about a rich relative leaving you a large amount of money?  I have at least thought one of those at one time or another as I am sure all of you have.  We have alot of discussions at my work about things and the guys here are always wishing they could win the lottery.  We fool ourselves thinking that will solve all our financial issues.  Sure it would be nice to not have to worry about money, but have you ever thought to stop and as God what he wants for you?  God doesn't intend for his children to be poor, but did it ever occur to anyone that some of your financial woes are from your own bad choices?  I know that there are some cases where it is just something that happens to some people, but the majority of the time the reason we get into the financial messes that we do its by our own doing.  We cry out to God expecting him to give us a quick fix and that doesn't happen very often.  We have gotten our eyes on what we see other people have and we ask God why don't I have that.  You don't know what that other person has had to walk through to have what they have.  I am sure that most of you would not be willing to walk their walk to have it.  God wants us to look to him as our source and not for a quick fix or that pie in the sky.  God always provides us with what we need right when we need it.  We shouldn't get our eyes on the treasure of this world rather we should set our sights on our heavenly treasures.  Your walk isn't like that other person who has all those things and the money.  God has a purpose and a plane for you and you have to seek after him and not seeking how to get the money to solve your financial situation.  When you look to HIM he will guide you and give you the wisdom so that you don't make the same mistakes as before.  So stop looking for that rich relative to leave you money and look to your heavenly father and what he wants for you.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5520754781045026431?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5520754781045026431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5520754781045026431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5520754781045026431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5520754781045026431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-pie-in-sky.html' title='That Pie In The Sky'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6870264692115345580</id><published>2011-09-24T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T12:29:19.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Inability Transformed</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday Everyone!!!!  I don't have anything deeply profound to say or anything that will move you to tears.  I have just had an awesome week and I am filled with overflowing joy.  I could have let this week bring me down with frustration and worry, but I chose to let God take over and not to let anything rob me of my joy and peace.  I'm so in love with God I don't know what to do sometimes.  I don't always have beautiful words to say, I can't carry a tune and sing, I'm not a minister who can get up and speak eloquently, I'm just a woman who just loves God with all she has inside of her and is just bursting to let it out.  I want to dance for HIM more than I did when I first started in the ministry and I pray all the time that I just want others to see HIM through me and not see me.  You see I don't have ability to dance I am just a vessel that is willing to get up there for HIM and do as he asks.  I know when God gives me a dance to do and I see it in my dreams I know that I cannot always carry it out the way I have been shown it, but I know that he will show others through me what he wants them to see.  I am even more humbled and amazed at how he will take simple me who has no ability or talent and transform to others what he wants them to see.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6870264692115345580?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6870264692115345580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6870264692115345580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6870264692115345580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6870264692115345580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-inability-transformed-way-god-wants.html' title='My Inability Transformed'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7192083811555845162</id><published>2011-09-20T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T07:04:21.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up With A Praise</title><content type='html'>You know there are just some times that we get up in the morning and we just don't feel like praising God.  We get up all grumpy and not looking forward to what the day has to bring.  You are trying to get the kids up and ready for school, trying to get yourself ready for work, your husband is asking you where something, you have to get breakfast made in the midst of all this and you are starting off your day frustrated and in a hurry.  God doesn't want us to face the day with frustration.  That's when we need to stop and just say God I give this day to you and I thank you for what lay ahead for me today.  We need to start our day with Thanks to him for all he does for us and die to ourself before we ever start our day.  God knows we have busy lives and responsibilites to take care of, but don't let your busy life overtake you to the point that we forget about God.  The things of this world are temporary so dont get caught up in the temporary things and set your sights on the eternal.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7192083811555845162?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7192083811555845162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7192083811555845162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7192083811555845162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7192083811555845162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/wake-up-with-praise.html' title='Wake Up With A Praise'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8255175325008750896</id><published>2011-09-16T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:55:40.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purity In Worship</title><content type='html'>I was thinking last night after we had our leadership meeting for DIO how corrupt our worship is at times.  Don't get me wrong God takes us just as we are.  We can come before him in our filthiness and we lay all our baggage and things that don't belong.  In saying that we come before him with selfish motives and foolishness.  I looked up the definiton of purity and one of the defitions is " Freedom from corrupting elements such as said of language and style". I'm not saying that we curse at God...well some of you might...,but we say things with selfish motives and not coming to him in reverance and with a mindset of worship. It says in Galations 5:4 (NIV) "Nor should there be obscenity, foolish talk, or coarse joking which are out of place, but rather with thanksgiving".  When we come before him in worship it should be with purity of heart, mind, and soul not bringing anything corrupt out of our mouths.  It needs to be with humility, and mind of serving, and a freedom not holding anything back.  Opening ourselves up to him so that we might carry HIM out to this corrupt world that needs him. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8255175325008750896?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8255175325008750896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8255175325008750896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8255175325008750896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8255175325008750896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/purity-in-worship.html' title='Purity In Worship'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8885125267757953637</id><published>2011-09-14T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T07:05:44.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Unbreakable!!!!</title><content type='html'>If anyone knows me or has read my blog you know that I listen to all styles of music in christian music.  I have one song on my ipod by fireflight called unbreakable...and its a rock style song so some of you may not like it but if you can get passed the music itself and listen to the words its a great song.  It's talking about God taking you where you have never been and to let you dream again.  So many of us have been so broken and hurt that we stop dreaming of what God wants for us.  You can't let anything stop you or get in your way. Fear isnt an option anymore we have to say ...fear you have to leave and I wont let you overtake me!!!  We have to let God take control and stop trying to do it on our own.  When we do that then we become UNBREAKABLE!!  We can do all things through Christ who strengthens us. Keep your head up in the cloud of his glory and let him lead you and he will take you to places in him that you could not have imagined.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8885125267757953637?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8885125267757953637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8885125267757953637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8885125267757953637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8885125267757953637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/are-you-unbreakable.html' title='Are You Unbreakable!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7367444363321072277</id><published>2011-09-08T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T07:55:15.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Holding You Back?</title><content type='html'>"You open your eyes and all you can see is light.  Light that is so bright it's blinding and causes you to have to lower your head and cover your eyes.  You open your eyes a little, but you still can't look right into the light.  You find yourself standing and the light encompasses you as if it were shielding you.  A warm feeling starts to fill you up from the top of your head down to the tips of your toes.  It overwhelms you and it's nothing like you have ever felt before.  You want to speak but there are no words to describe what you feel or see and everytime you try to speak the words will not come out.  Peace starts to take the place of all the worry, fear, anxiety, and a host of other feelings that you had been feeling.  You beging to have joy start to spring up out of your soul and you don't know how to contain it.  The words still don't come out and you can't contain yourself anymore and you don't know how to express what you are feeling inside.  There are no words spoken still just this overwhelming feeling that you do not know how to describe and you feel if you don't express it that you might burst.  Then a still small voice inside you that seems to come from the light all around you speaks.  The voice says ....What would you do if I said move?  Would you move for me? Would you go where I say to go?  Would you do what it is I have layed out for you?  You feel as if you about to burst and you need to get it out and let someone know what it is your feeling."  This is how I feel everytime I dance for him.  I don't dance for anyone else nor to please anyone else.  I have such joy and peace inside me everytime I take a step, move my arms, wave a flag, or turn for him.  God wants every part of you and is asking what you are willing to do.  You don't have to know how to do what it is he has for you to do.  You just have to be willing to take that first step and he will guide you through.  He may not have called you to dance like he has me, but he has called you to do something for him.  What is it he has called you to do?  Are you willing to take that step?  What's holding you back?  Your answer should be nothing is holding me back and yes Im willing.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7367444363321072277?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7367444363321072277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7367444363321072277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7367444363321072277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7367444363321072277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/whats-holding-you-back.html' title='What&apos;s Holding You Back?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3278497926748625867</id><published>2011-09-06T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T04:43:09.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cast Aside Fear</title><content type='html'>I've been helping Tammy get things organized for our upcoming workshop in March for Dance It Out.  It's made me stop and take a look at things from the perspective of someone who isn't involved in the dance ministry or something similar.  When we host the workshops whether it be our annual one we do at our church or when we go out to other places and host one for them alot people think that these workshops are just for people who dance or are interested in dance.  Our whole purpose for being in ministry is to lead others into the presence of GOD. This ministry is not about just dance, drama, flags &amp; billows, its not about whether you're talented or gifted. It is not about what others perceive as worship...it is all about helping others to open themselves up to what GOD has for them and to free themselves to be able to worship GOD on a more intimate level. We are a group of people who when God said, "Who will I send?" we said "Send us". I used to be one of those people who sat in the congregation and during praise and worship and I would feel that there was something more than just raising my hands.  I hungered for more of him and wasn't sure how to get it.  I'm not saying the dance ministry is the answer for everyone but it was for me.  That is where God placed me for this time in my life.  I'm saying that he wants us to be open to him and not keep ourselves in such a tightly closed box that we don't spread our wings and just soar with him.  It's about letting ourselves go and putting aside anything that would stand in the way of us worshiping him on an intimate level.  Don't let fear hold you back from what God has for you.  It doesn't matter what others may say or how they look at you it's about what God sees and what he wants from you.  If he told you to run around the church would you do it?  If he told you to jump up and down would you do it?  If he told you to scream for him would you do it?  Everyone is quick to say they would but when it comes down to it most people let fear of what others think hold them back.  Your worship isn't determined by what others think or say.  The only one who matters is God and what he says and thinks.  He wants all of you and not just the parts you want to give because it feels comfortable.  He takes us out of our comfort zone to stretch us so that he can use us. So cast aside the fear and let yourself open up to what he has for you and when you do you will never be able to hold back anymore.  You will find yourself hungering for more of him and won't be satisfied with anything else.    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3278497926748625867?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3278497926748625867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3278497926748625867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3278497926748625867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3278497926748625867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/cast-aside-fear.html' title='Cast Aside Fear'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2503835494426939326</id><published>2011-09-02T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:45:33.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Mindful What You Take In</title><content type='html'>My girls and I seem to have the same discussion and difference of opinion on the subject of what we watch as far as tv and movies and what we listen to in music.  I have my own opinion and I'm trying to teach my girls that they need to be careful what they allow into their minds and spirits.  I use to watch alot of horror movies, movies that didnt really have good content in it, listen to both secular and christian music when I was younger and up into my late 20's.  I started to re-evaluate what it was that I was allowing into my mind and spirit.  I have a very creative imagination (thats where my kids get it from) and I would have all kinds of horrible dreams and just odd thoughts that I wouldn't understand where they came from.  Then one day I was praying and God just softly spoke to my spirit and said what is it your listening to?  I was puzzled at first by what I thought he meant.  It took me a few days of pondering on it to figure out that he was trying to show me that what I put into myself is what is going to come out of me.  I dont want things that don't edify or glorify God to be put into my mind and spirit.  I know alot of you are like my kids and say well it doesnt have any cuss words in it and it isnt saying anything bad and I like the song so I think its ok to listen to it.  Yes that may be true but stop and think about what you listen to and the kinds of messages it speaks into your life.  Music is something that everyone relates to and enjoys.  So think about it, satan has corrupted music in such a way that even if the musicians don't write about anything bad so to speak, no cuss words, and its just a good song to listen to...wouldn't that be a good way to find a crack into your mind and spirit to try to fill you full of things that shouldnt be there?  It's the same thing with what we watch on tv and in the movies.  The horrible images that are in some of these movies isn't something we should want to have in our minds and spirits.  I mean really do you want the mental image of a person killing someone in the most graphic and brutal ways you can think of, seeing sexual perversion of every kind, glorifying drugs and alcohol, making lying seem likes its a part of life and ok to do? I know I don't want those kinds of images inside of me. These are the things that God was showing me in my life that I needed to be aware of and to change what I was taking into my life. I'm just saying be mindful of what you take in because what you take in is what is going to be coming out of you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2503835494426939326?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2503835494426939326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2503835494426939326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2503835494426939326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2503835494426939326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-mindful-what-you-take-in.html' title='Be Mindful What You Take In'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4698591291025231844</id><published>2011-08-20T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T10:42:20.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Blessed</title><content type='html'>I thought I would right on my blog today since I have not written on it much lately. This has been a year of growing and stretching as well as God bringing old friends back into my life. Sometimes facing things from your past can be a little painful for some people, but it has been great experience for me so far. I have learned that I have some wonderful childhood friends that no matter what we went through are still my friends even though we lost touch for a time. I have also learned that I didn't always like the person I was back then and I am glad that I have learned to grow in God and let that person stay in the past. I am still growing and God isn't done with me yet. This has been a year of being pushed to the forefront of ministry which has not always been comfortable for me, but he is teaching me to not look so low on myself and to let him shine through me even when I may not feel I have ability or talent to do something. It's about being willing to lose yourself so that God can shine through for his purpose that he has laid out for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has also been a year of taking a look at my personal life as far as dating goes. I have been single for many years and dated here and there, but it isn't what I want to date just to be dating. I have decided that I will wait on God and his timing and not rush into dating. I don't fear being single and I am really OK with it. I want to keep my focus on what it is God has for me to do and to raise my girls to the best of my ability. I have had my own bad experiences with dating in the past, but it was because I rushed things and wanted it now and that doesn't work. You have to get your focus where it needs to be which on keeping your eyes on God and taking care of your family. Once that is your focus God can bring someone into your life that will fit right in as if they had always been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think alot of this reflection is because I'm getting ready to turn 42 tomorrow and there are days I still in my mind feel like I'm still in my twenties, but some days physically I don't lol. I hope that as I have gotten older that I have gained some wisdom on things so I don't make the same mistakes as when I was younger. Also so that I can teach my girls what not to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in saying all this I'm trying to say be happy right where God has you and look around and see how he has blessed you. Be willing to go and do what God has for you to do. Don't get your eyes on the distractions that come your way keep your focus always on God. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4698591291025231844?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4698591291025231844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4698591291025231844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4698591291025231844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4698591291025231844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/08/your-blessed.html' title='Your Blessed'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5672063793448868144</id><published>2011-07-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T07:24:33.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you can see I havent blogged in several months now.  Its been busy for me until here lately so I had no time to write anything down.  I dont really have much to say except that I have learned over the past several months that no one can take your joy from you unless you allow them too.  We all have circumstances and things that happen to us that makes us want to get down or depressed, but if you stop and think for a moment we wouldnt allow anything to rob us of our joy and peace we have in christ.  Ive been listening to all kinds of music lately and the one song that stands out to me is a Britt Nicole song "Ready".  Its talk about its time to move on and not to let anything get us down.  If you havent heard it you should listen to it.  It may not be your style of music but the message is just what we need to hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uFdhw6h8D_w?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5672063793448868144?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5672063793448868144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5672063793448868144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5672063793448868144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5672063793448868144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-you-can-see-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uFdhw6h8D_w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3855276110866808605</id><published>2011-02-28T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:43:17.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Mountain Top.....Then Down In The Valley</title><content type='html'>I'm on a mountain top right now and I cant see where anything ends. I feel like I'm unbreakable and unstoppable with God on my side. When you are on that mountain top you have to guard yourself even more so than you did when you were climbing that mountain. The enemy is just waiting for you to inch towards the edge of the mountain ledge and hope that you will fall off the mountain. He will do whatever he thinks he can do to get you to choose to fall off. Yes I said choose. Do you think that Satan can make you do anything? Its by our own choices that we fall. Yes he tempts us but he doesn't make us do anything. We choose to give him the power over us and we choose to either fall or sometimes jump off that mountain top. I have been at the top before and have made bad choices and fell off that mountain and there was a time in my life I chose to jump off because I didn't care. It makes me sad to see Christians climb that mountain and get to the top and they get comfortable and think well God will catch me if I fall. Yes he catches us if we fall, but there are times when he will allow us to fall and we have to suffer the consequences of our mistakes. What does it take for us to learn that we cant do anything without him? Does it take losing everything we have and be at the bottom of the mountain down in the valley so low that all we can do is look up to him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how impossible things look and how bad of a mistake you have made God is right there waiting with open arms for you ready to wipe the tears from your eyes. Take comfort and rest in him let him heal your mind, heart, and soul. He will give you peace of mind and renew your thinking and your strength. He will fill you so full of himself you cant contain it and you are overflowing of him and it will spill over everyone you come in contact with. I pray right now that for those of you who are down in the valley and you feel you are not worthy for him to love or to care about that he will make himself real to you right now right where you are. It doesn't matter what you have done or how long you have been away from him he loves you and hes waiting for you to say daddy I'm home. Don't let Satan have power over you make your mind up that no matter what that you give God everything and let him take over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3855276110866808605?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3855276110866808605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3855276110866808605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3855276110866808605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3855276110866808605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-mountain-topthen-down-in-valley.html' title='On the Mountain Top.....Then Down In The Valley'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3513486160290316445</id><published>2011-02-21T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:44:57.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Answer To Prayer</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I had a longtime answer to prayer happen. My girls half sister Rachel came to stay with us Saturday nite. I have been trying for many years to get her mom and dad to let her come and visit and stay with us so that the girls could get to know each other and have a relationship but I hit a brick wall every time. We all had a very candid discussion about alot things from the past that answered alot of questions for her and cleared alot of things up. I wont go into any detail because that is personal things that you don't want shared with anyone else, but I was glad to be of some help to her. To see the girls be able to have a relationship was a huge relief for me. They had all wanted to know each other and it was good to see them laughing talking and getting to know one another. I hope that this is just the beginning of it and that they continue to form a relationship with each other. If there is something that you have been praying about for years and years and you still haven't seen it happen don't be discouraged just keep on praying and don't give up. The enemy tried everything he could to keep my prayer from being answered but I knew some day that my prayer would be answered. Sometimes its not that God doesn't want our prayers answered but maybe other people involved don't want to allow things to happen so God in his infinite wisdom and timing will work things out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3513486160290316445?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3513486160290316445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3513486160290316445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3513486160290316445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3513486160290316445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-time-answer-to-prayer.html' title='Long Time Answer To Prayer'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5354063314848370446</id><published>2011-02-16T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T05:00:55.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Proof That God Is Real</title><content type='html'>We finally got moved into our new place over this past weekend. My first nite in the new place was great and I slept so sound...its because I had been up for over 30 plus hours lol. I had some wonderful friends come and help me move as well as my sister and her husband. I was so thankful that they helped and I don't know how to say it enough to them. Once we had everything moved into the new place I had everyone annoint the doors, walls, cabinets, etc...everything they could get and pray over the new place. It was an emotional moment for me when everyone did that and my sis and brother in law prayed for me too. I couldn't hold back the tears of joy I felt at that moment. It had been a long journey to get there and alot of lessons learned along the way. I had woke up in the middle of the nite during our first nite there and walked into the girls room and just stood there and watched them sleeping like I used to do when they were small. It was so peaceful and a big weight lifted at that moment from me. I had been carrying the weight of some past things for a long time and at that moment God lifted the weight from my shoulders and said look back no more. I am still in awe and humbled by it all. My life has drastically changed over the last 3 yrs, especially in this past year. I have moved to a new church, been blessed with some wonderful new friends, been promoted at my job and a raise, moved into a new place, my daughter Olivia joining the dance ministry, Natalie taking more responsibility at home now(which may not seem like much but believe me its a big thing), and soooo many other little things that people take for granted has come about in just one years time. I have made my share of mistakes, but God has given me the wisdom to keep me from making them again. This journey of mine is FAR from over its just beginning...actually its a new beginning of a new journey in my life. God has some things in store ahead and I can't wait to see what they are. I know that there will probably be some obstacles, but he never said it would be easy. Did you Take up your cross and follow me indicated that it was going to be easy? I know without any doubts that he is there with me always and helping me through whatever come along and will give me the strength I need to make it through. I'm looking forward to see what this year holds and I'm sure you will be hearing from me from time to time about whats going on and what God is doing. If there is any doubt in your minds about whether God is real there shouldn't be because I'm living breathing proof that he is real and loves each and every one of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5354063314848370446?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5354063314848370446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5354063314848370446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5354063314848370446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5354063314848370446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/02/living-proof-that-god-is-real.html' title='Living Proof That God Is Real'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7571230775574186046</id><published>2011-02-10T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T06:58:36.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Home Stretch!!!!</title><content type='html'>This last few weeks has been like running a long marathon and its getting down to the home stretch, but its seems you tire out, ache, and want to give up, but something inside you says no you can do it its the home stretch you have a little more inside you push through the pain, exhaustion, and frustration. You have come too far to give up now. That's been my life these past few weeks between being sick, alot going on at work, trying to pack, death in the family, and just the every day things that come at you on a regular basis. I found myself saying God I'm so tired and weak I dont know if I can move another centimeter. He stretched out his arms and said if you would just stop trying so hard and let me take over you wouldn't be so weary and exhausted from trying do to it on your own. That's how it is with us we get in this mode of trying to do things on our own and make things happen that only God can do. I know I have been guilty of it last few weeks. He told me to slow down and let him do the work its only by his hand that things will fall into place and I have to have patience. So if you find yourself trying to get in the middle of what God is doing and take over....STOP!!!! Save yourself the worry and stress and let him take over. After all he is God not you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7571230775574186046?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7571230775574186046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7571230775574186046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7571230775574186046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7571230775574186046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-stretch.html' title='The Home Stretch!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6633973160954049023</id><published>2011-01-19T12:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T12:10:54.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use Wisdom In What You Ask For!!!</title><content type='html'>If any of you have been around me within the last year you know that I have been praying for another place to live. At first I was wanting to see about buying a house and I prayed about it, but I didn't feel it was a wise decision. God kept dealing with me about what I had and to clean house. I had blogged about that before where he had me cleaning out things not only in my life, but also in my home. I have had to be a good steward of what I have had and take care of it. Sometimes we want things but we don't use wisdom about it and then we get ourselves in over our heads and then we want to ask God why didn't you provide for me. Sometimes what we want and what isn't always what we should have. Maybe one day God will choose to bless me with a house but until that time I am satisfied with what he has provided me with and the wisdom to know when not to jump into something head first and drown. I started looking for another apartment this week because I felt like God has taken the reigns off so to speak with the go ahead to look. I went and looked at one yesterday and feel in love with it. It has everything that I want and its not much bigger than what I have now, but its in the same neighborhood and Olivia doesn't have to switch schools. I went and turned in the application at 12:30 today and by 12:55 I got a phone call saying that I had gotten the apartment. God works fast!!!!! I didn't ask for much more than I thought I needed and he provided and has also given me the finances to be able to do it. I am thankful that he showed me to use wisdom in this. Its not always easy to sit back and wait for something because we always want instant gratification. I am truly amazed at how things have changed over this past year and thankful for all that he has shown me and given me. I cant wait to see what this year holds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6633973160954049023?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6633973160954049023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6633973160954049023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6633973160954049023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6633973160954049023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/01/use-wisdom-in-what-you-ask-for.html' title='Use Wisdom In What You Ask For!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3517439158634620624</id><published>2011-01-03T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T05:37:13.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting 2010</title><content type='html'>After spending alot of time this weekend reflecting and looking back on 2010 I found that God has drastically changed my life in ways I never would have expected or imagined. Its easy to look back and see what he has done for you, but sometimes while we are in the midst of going through all the changes we don't see what it is he has been doing. In a years time God has brought me to a new church, gave me some wonderful new friends, promoted me at my job, has blessed me financially to be able to do for others when he calls upon me to, and so many other little things that we don't often think about as well. I have had a truly blessed 2010 even though it may have seemed a bit rough going through some of the changes I have to say through it all God truly blessed me more than I ever could have imagined. I'm not sure what lay ahead for 2011, but whatever it is I know that God is truly there with me and taking care of me and my family. I just hope that whatever he blesses me with I can pass it on to others so that they can know of his love, because without him I would truly be lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3517439158634620624?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3517439158634620624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3517439158634620624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3517439158634620624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3517439158634620624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflecting-2010.html' title='Reflecting 2010'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-984603329361379385</id><published>2010-12-28T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T05:56:58.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change....Do We Really Want It?</title><content type='html'>With the year being almost over alot people sit and reflect what they want to change about themselves. In reality most people never really change anything about themselves when a new year begins. Some people say they want to lose weight and they half heartedly go into it and begin trying to exercise and eat right, but their drive to want to lose the weight fizzles out. They may start off strong and doing all the right things, but they find it difficult and uncomfortable to do. That's just an example of what many of us do because when it comes to bring about change in our lives we say we want it, but do we really? If most of us would be honest with ourselves and others we would admit that we do not like change we like things to remain the same. Its more comfortable to remain the same than to put forth the effort to bring about real change in our lives. We do the same thing in our relationship with Christ. We say we want a deeper more intimate walk with him and we start off trying to do that, but then the desire fizzles out of us. We start to pray more, read more, fast, and try to listen to what it is he wants from us, but then we get lazy and caught up in what we want to do and lose the desire to want it anymore. We get in a place of comfort and laziness. I have been guilty of this many times in my life and I'm not very proud of it, but I recognize it and ask God every day to help me not let my desire for you fizzle out. I want his help in keeping that desire burn for him, because I know that I cannot do it on my own. We should ask this daily of him and not just because a new year is getting ready to begin. Take a good look inside yourself and see what it is that is holding you back from a deeper place in him and ask him to help you keep that desire going for him in your life. Its not an easy thing to die to our selfish nature and I wish I could say it gets easier, but I do know one thing God will never stop helping you keep that desire burning inside you if you truly want it. We have to push self out of the way and let him take over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-984603329361379385?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/984603329361379385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=984603329361379385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/984603329361379385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/984603329361379385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/12/changedo-we-really-want-it.html' title='Change....Do We Really Want It?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1063927546480663710</id><published>2010-12-06T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T08:31:28.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Is What Its All About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZvSaDMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NzqNTKVIKiU/s1600/gswc7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZvSaDMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NzqNTKVIKiU/s320/gswc7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553544613645126850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZUdu1JI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CyjFO-PIWpU/s1600/gswc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZUdu1JI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CyjFO-PIWpU/s320/gswc3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553544606444868754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZJ3YNOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jyIoAdMkhOs/s1600/gswc2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZJ3YNOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jyIoAdMkhOs/s320/gswc2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553544603599647970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInY_R_NVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aDCfwrubXUU/s1600/gswc1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInY_R_NVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aDCfwrubXUU/s320/gswc1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553544600758465874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInYpIsO2I/AAAAAAAAANw/ajtRM5a2tJc/s1600/gswc6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInYpIsO2I/AAAAAAAAANw/ajtRM5a2tJc/s320/gswc6.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553544594813893474" /&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the privilege for the last year to go to a church that knows how to give back to those who are in need. Its not just at Christmas time when they do it they give all year long. We partner with a ministry called River City Love Squad which feeds, clothes, and ministers to those who are homeless or they don't have much and need a little help. I was so blessed to have such a small part in helping this year for their Christmas dinner that was held at our church this year. They bused in lots of homeless and families that were in need. We all pitched in and helped prepare food for them, organize blankets, clothes, lunch bags, Christmas gifts for them. I was so moved by seeing how many people are in such need. God gave me a dream that I was to bring specific items with me that night to the dinner. I had this dream several nights in a row prior to that night. I was to bring a brand new coat that I had bought for myself, my favorite blue scarf, a blue necklace that a very good friend of mine gave me, and my bible which has a blue cover on it. I asked God why would he want me to give my bible away to someone. He said are you willing to give up everything for me and to help someone who doesn't know me and is in need. I said yes I am. When the day arrived I wasn't sure who I was to give it to or anything, but I knew God would show me when the time was right. There was little lady I saw being prayed for up at the front at the end of the service and God tugged on my heart and said that is her. I went up and found her and her name was Toni. Her husband had left her and she lost everything and was homeless. She only had the clothes on her back she came in with. I introduced myself to her and shared with her the dream God had given me. She cried and hugged me tight and said God sent you to me your my angel. I couldn't hold back the tears and just stood there and held her for a long time. I gave her the coat, the blue scarf, and blue necklace and she said God knew that blue was my favorite color. She put it on and said I will never forget you and she prayed for me that God would bless me as he had done for her. She was grateful for what he had blessed her with and wanted to share what she had just been blessed with as well. I couldn't hold back the tears for the rest of the night. Whether you believe in God or not I am sure you believe in helping others. I work for a great company and for those of you who are reading this if you take anything away from this I hope it is to look around you and see who it is in need and do what you can to help. We are all just a thread away from being homeless ourselves, but we don't think about it that way. We are a blessed country, but we complain when we have to sit in traffic, we complain because our food is too cold when we order it, we complain because we have to stand in line at walmart too long. Think of it this way. You are blessed to even have a car to drive to get to where you need to go. You are blessed to have the money to go to a restaurant and eat. You are blessed that you can go to walmart and get things that you need or just want. I have been humbled working with my church this past year with the River City Love Squad and seeing how my life could have been if I was in there place. Merry Christmas to everyone and God Bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1063927546480663710?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1063927546480663710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1063927546480663710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1063927546480663710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1063927546480663710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/12/giving-is-what-its-all-about.html' title='Giving Is What Its All About'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/TRInZvSaDMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NzqNTKVIKiU/s72-c/gswc7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-373739900454061025</id><published>2010-11-22T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T03:17:59.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop The Excuse Game!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its time that Christians stop using excuses as to why they don't spend time with God in that secret place every day, why they don't tell others about Jesus and how he died to save them from going to hell, why they aren't doing more than they are now. Christians play the excuse game quite often and I was and am guilty of it as well. We get so caught up in me..me...me...me...oh poor is me that we forget our purpose. God brought us out of the messes we were in and brought us life..a new life of peace, grace, and hope. Why would you not want to tell everyone you know about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-373739900454061025?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/373739900454061025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=373739900454061025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/373739900454061025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/373739900454061025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/11/stop-excuse-game.html' title='Stop The Excuse Game!!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7422246935465205094</id><published>2010-11-11T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:14:54.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY LOVE!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am getting ready to start listening to the book "Crazy Love" on cd. When you think of Jesus and all he has done for us doesn't that make you just fall more and more in love with him? If it doesn't then you need to stop and take a minute and just think of where your life was at before you let him into your life. I know if it were not for his love for me I would be in any number of situations in my life now. If you don't know him and haven't accepted him into your life then take a moment and just say a simple prayer and ask him to come into your life and to help you clean up all the junk on the inside of you. It doesn't take this big long prayer with alot of words its just simply saying Jesus come into my life and save me. You would be amazed at the people in just the United States alone that do not know about Jesus and have a personal relationship with him. We always think about people in other countries that haven't heard the gospel, but we take for granted that people here know of him. The truth is there are many people who don't and we pass by them every day and never tell them how he died to save us all. Make it your priority to show others of the Crazy Love that you have for him and that he has for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7422246935465205094?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7422246935465205094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7422246935465205094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7422246935465205094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7422246935465205094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/11/crazy-love.html' title='CRAZY LOVE!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6706632318643862003</id><published>2010-11-08T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T12:21:46.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Extraordinary On The Inside</title><content type='html'>Well I can definitely say that God has been doing something extraordinary in me because I have been so emotional now for the few months or so. I can feel him tugging at me all the time and leading me to do things out of the ordinary for me. I have come to the point now where I don't care where I am at if he asks me to do something for someone, say something to someone, or just to fall on my face in the middle of a crowd I will do it. When you are at the point like that you know that you really don't care what the world thinks of you and that all you care about is what God has and is doing in your life and you want to share with others about how much he loves them. Don't let anything keep you from sharing his love to others. You carry the light of his glory in you and it needs to shine bright and continuously so that the people who are in darkness can find their way to him. Don't let yourself get full of junk on the inside cuz it takes root and it hardens your heart and keeps you from what it is God has for you to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6706632318643862003?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6706632318643862003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6706632318643862003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6706632318643862003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6706632318643862003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-extraordinary-on-inside.html' title='Something Extraordinary On The Inside'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-23650364024915086</id><published>2010-10-18T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T10:00:42.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuggets That God Drops In You</title><content type='html'>Dont you just love how God gives you nuggets of things and we take those nuggets and eat it all up not realizing while he is dropping these into you how it all comes together.  Here are some of mine that I have posted on my facebook over the course of week or two. He never ceases to amaze me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing alot of thinking lately and observing inside myself as well as others. Why is it that we say we want more of God and what he wants for our lives, but yet we don't give it all to him? What is it you are searching for? Why do you look everywhere but still don't find it? You cant fill the void with with anything except God. Hes the only one who gives you what you need and guides you to it. Rely on him, Serve him, let your desires be his and he will fill you with his glory. No earthly treasure, No person, No hobby, etc... can take the place of him. When we truly get that and stop playing games and give it ALL to him holding back nothing then we will be truly full and blessed. God doesn't want your sacrifice he wants your obedience. Look to him for guidance and wisdom not in places where there is only darkness and chaos. Give him your all...truly give him all and he will take you beyond what you ever thought possible in him. Woke up today with an expectancy in my spirit this morning. God is stirring that fire that he has placed in me and he saw that it was trying to go out, but he has added more fuel for it to burn bright. Don't let anything or anyone sway you to put that fire out. The choices we make no matter how insignificant it seems at the moment can affect the fire he has placed in you. Every decision you make can either help that fire burn bright for him or it can be put out. Ask him for wisdom in all your choices and decisions. Stop relying on your own understanding because we don't always see what it is God is doing or taking us and he ALWAYS knows best.  I can remember sitting down and writing and just thinking how the name JESUS sounded to me and made me feel. He has brought me back to that time in my life to show me No matter how your day is, what circumstance your in, how sick you are, etc... that if we call on the name of JESUS he will see is thru it and never leave us. "There is a name that's above all names on this earth...his name is JESUS JESUS..a sweet name, a soft name that soothes the ears." My sis and I sang this years ago when we were both young and I can remember standing up on the platform with her and how nervous I was, but when I began to sing those words he had given me I felt an overwhelming sense of peace and love from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-23650364024915086?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/23650364024915086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=23650364024915086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/23650364024915086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/23650364024915086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/10/nuggets-that-god-drops-in-you.html' title='Nuggets That God Drops In You'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7946985665540379004</id><published>2010-10-06T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T15:44:23.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Single....And Being Okay With It</title><content type='html'>I have been rather quiet on my blog lately and I guess that is due to the fact that I got lazy and didn't feel I had anything to write down. I have been taking in as much as I can lately from God and just letting him show me where I need to get things in order in my life. Sometimes we tend to let things side track us without realizing that it's happening until it's too late. I have been single now for a long time and there are times that I long to have someone in my life that I can share it with, but I seem to find the wrong ones. I am really OK being single if that is what God wishes for my life, because I only what more of him. He has had to teach me to be satisfied in my situation. I can't say that its always easy and I have my moments when it bothers me, but I have to say for the most part I am just fine with it. I was having a discussion with a good friend of mine recently and I told her that I know what it is I want in a relationship now after many years of having what I didn't want. God knows what I need and when he sees fit to bring that person into my life then I will welcome it with open arms. I will know when it is right, because there will be no confusion about it and no wondering if this is the right one. I have learned that. God has brought me to a place in my life where he wants it to be all about him and no distractions from anything. I have had many people removed from my life and many things have changed over the last 4 years. For those of you that are single like me and find yourself desiring to have someone in your life to share it with stop and ask God what it is he wants for your life. He knows your desires already and when its right he will bring some of them to pass, but ask him what it is his desires are and ask him to make his desires your desires and you will find that not only will the loneliness go away but he will fill you so full of him that you will be able to contain it anymore. Don't get your eyes on the wrong thing and don't let yourself get into situation that may lead to something that it shouldn't. Keep your mind renewed, heart open, and guard your spirit because the enemy will tempt you when you are at your weakest. Stay in that secret place with God and let him speak to you and fill you up so that you can go out and carry his glory to the world. Let him set you apart from everything so that he can shine through you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7946985665540379004?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7946985665540379004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7946985665540379004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7946985665540379004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7946985665540379004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/10/being-singleand-being-okay-with-it.html' title='Being Single....And Being Okay With It'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-9117221680005905915</id><published>2010-09-02T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:24:54.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger And Stronger It Grows</title><content type='html'>Monday I had written on my facebook page that I was taking a break from facebook and being on the Internet other than to write on my blog. I have had this fire ignite in me and I have been praying to God to not let me grow cold and let the flame go out. I have hungered for him more than ever and the hunger grows stronger and stronger everyday. He told me in order for me to keep that burning I had to get things in order. I was like OK God whatever you need me to do. It may sound funny to you all, but the first thing he told me to do is to get my apartment in order and cleaned up and cleaned out. I was like OK what does this have to do with anything God. He says just do what I ask. So I have begun to get my apartment in order. I am not all the way finished but by this weekend I will have it done. My apartment has been such a mess for a while now that it has distracted me from wanting to spend time with God. Then on Monday he told me to stay off of the Internet for a while. The only thing I can do is write on my blog and post it on my facebook then that's it. I was like OK I can do that no problem. Well I didn't realize how much I had used my facebook on my mobile until I wasn't able to do it this week. I was on it on and off all day long. It was distracting me when I would get home from work or at my lunch and breaks that I could have been spending time with God. Then Tuesday nite I had an extremely long day at work. I worked 12 hrs with no lunch because it was the end of the month. I was exhausted and my body was hurting badly. I had went home ate a little bit and then went to bed. I remember thinking to myself I just want more of you as I went to sleep. I had a dream on repeat all nite long. Have you all ever had that happen? I did and it was a dream of me dancing to the song "Show Me Your Glory" by Lakewood Church. I absolutely love that song. I had that dream all nite along until I opened my eyes on Wednesday morning. That song has been in my spirit for a while but now it has a whole new meaning for me. God has begun to show me that In order for him to show us his glory we have to be willing to push all the distractions away, give up some things, clean up some things, and to watch what we put into our spirits by the way of television and music. Its one thing to pray and tell God you want more of him, but its another to do it. We often make excuses as to why we cant spend more time with him. Its because I was too tired from working 12 hrs, I had too much to do at home, I had to go here and take the kids there, there is nothing wrong with watching this it doesn't have anything really bad in it, I like this song why cant I listen to it..it doesn't talk about anything sexual or anything. What you put into your spirit man affects your thoughts and actions to things more than you know. We need to stop and take a few minutes and say OK God let me make you my number one priority and put only the things into me that you want me to have, let me do the things that you want me to do. I am not saying that you cant do things or watch things but watch what you put into yourself. I choose to keep something out of my spirit and only want him to fill me with more of him. I want him to show me his glory in a way that I have never experienced before. I want to be in that intimate moment with him when no one else is there, but him and I. I want to be able to reach out and touch him and have him wrap me in him. That's why I love this song because its exactly how I feel right now. I want him to show me his glory. Here is that song and I want you to listen to it and listen to the words. I'm sure most of you have heard it before, but listen to it with new ears and let it get into your spirit. My prayer is that he will show his glory to you like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/6C6354CAYQc/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6C6354CAYQc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6C6354CAYQc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-9117221680005905915?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/9117221680005905915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=9117221680005905915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/9117221680005905915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/9117221680005905915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/09/stronger-and-stronger-it-grows.html' title='Stronger And Stronger It Grows'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3172762311918990966</id><published>2010-08-23T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:30:51.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Out The Trash</title><content type='html'>My pastor has some of the most unique analogies I have ever heard and they stick with you too.  He was talking about have anyone ever tried to throw away an old garbage can.  You sit it out there with the rest of your garbage and its split down the middle and torn.  The garbage men come to pick up the trash and they take everything but that torn up garbage can.  Then the next day you sit it out there again and they leave it yet again. Day after day you could sit that trash can out there and the garbage men wont pick it up.  Why?  Thats what garbage is supposed to go into so they wont pick it up.  You literally have to tear the garbage can to pieces and put it in a trash bag in order for them to take it.  Isnt that how it is with us as chritians.  We keep playing on the edge of sin day after day and then come to church on sundays like that garabage can that never got picked up. You cant let the sins of your past or present to keep coming back.  You have to let God scrape, tear, and demolish all that sin thats in your heart so that it can be taken away like the trash can that was broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3172762311918990966?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3172762311918990966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3172762311918990966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3172762311918990966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3172762311918990966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/08/take-out-trash.html' title='Take Out The Trash'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5270926023423489345</id><published>2010-08-19T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T05:52:16.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer For My Journey Ahead</title><content type='html'>Keep the flame ignited in me God. Don't let me be foolish enough to let it burn out. Guide me with your hand and give me the strength and the wisdom for the journey ahead. Though the road maybe rough at times I know that you are there with me pushing the obstacles out of my way. God I want lay in your arms and breath in everything you have for me. I want to be in that secret place surrounded by your glory. Take me to places I've never been soaring higher and higher. I want to be where you want me to be and do as you want me to do. God I surrender my mind, heart, soul, my entire life to you to do have me do as you will. No looking back or looking side to side. My eyes are focused ahead to walk th path you have layed out. Though I may not know the destination I am heading to I have to trust that you have it all under control. You never promised it would be easy, but I know you will let me see the road clearly I am walking on once you remove the obstacles that I have allowed to hold me back. Yeah an AHH HAAA Moment isnt it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5270926023423489345?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5270926023423489345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5270926023423489345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5270926023423489345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5270926023423489345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-prayer-for-my-journey-ahead.html' title='My Prayer For My Journey Ahead'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7194630316099160403</id><published>2010-08-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:33:22.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo Hungry!!!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been so hungry you thought that your stomach was going to eat itself if you didn't get something to eat. That is how I have been hungering for God lately. I hunger for him so much that I crave him more than I ever have. He has ignited the flame inside me and its burning so much that I can feel the heat from it constantly. He doesn't want me to forget that burning he placed inside me so he is keeping it going in me. I was laying in the bed this morning at 5am wide awake and was just thinking how my life would be without him. It would be a chaotic mess and I would be just as lost as the rest of the world. This was my prayer yesterday as I was getting ready for bed..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God I want lay in you arms and breath in everything you have for me. I want to be in that secret place surrounded by your glory. Take me to places I've never been soaring higher and higher. I want to be where you want me to be and do as you want me to do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7194630316099160403?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7194630316099160403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7194630316099160403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7194630316099160403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7194630316099160403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/08/sooo-hungry.html' title='Sooo Hungry!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5756192326543676261</id><published>2010-08-04T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T05:32:03.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mind A War Zone</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just had a bad week where it seemed nothing was coming together the way it should? Everything was going through your mind a thousand miles and hour and you start to worry and let fear take over. We battle our own mind more than any other thing that we face as Christians. Its more of a war zone than a real battle at times. We have to renew our minds constantly. We have to renew our minds not only daily, but sometimes moment by moment when we are in the midst of all the thoughts that over take our minds. Let God give you peace and rest in your mind. We have to remember that there are things that are out of our control and let him handle it. Having true faith... in God is knowing he has in all under control and letting him calm your fears. I wish i could say that fear goes away and never comes back. The enemy tries to keep us in that place of worry and fear in our mind. God didn't give us a spirit of fear. We have to stand against it and say my daddy has it all taken care of so I need not worry anymore. Its easy for someone to say don't let it bother you God has it all taken care of when they are not the ones going through it. You have to determine in your own mind, heart, and soul that you are not going to let the enemy torment you anymore. When we do that then God can take over and give you peace of mind. No matter how bad the thoughts get in your mind just take a moment to renew your mind and take rest and refuge in him. He is the only one whom we can take comfort in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5756192326543676261?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5756192326543676261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5756192326543676261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5756192326543676261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5756192326543676261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/08/mind-war-zone.html' title='The Mind A War Zone'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7845877198001229874</id><published>2010-07-27T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T12:03:50.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Arms Are Wide Open</title><content type='html'>I was listening to some music today and I found this song and it made me think. People are looking for love and they search and search and search and when they think they find it...it leaves them emptier than they were before. Alot of people have their own idea of what they think love is or what it should look like. Listening to the words of this song has me look back into my own past and see what it is I thought love was. I made many mistakes in the past with the relationships I got myself into. I let men use me because of the sweet words they would try to say to me and make me feel like they loved me when they really didn't. They wanted what they could get from me and I was foolish enough to give it to them. Even as a born again christian I had my struggles in the past with giving myself freely to the person I was with. Yes I am talking about sex. As Christians we know it isn't right to have sex outside of marriage but our need to have someone love us back sometimes clouds our thinking when we are not in tune with God. When we keep him first in our lives and we let him show us the love he has for us and what he has done for us then nothing else seems to matter. It took me a long time even as a christian to get my thinking straight and to keep him first in everything. I struggled for years with it and was ashamed of myself for letting myself get into relationships with men and have sex when they wanted to with me. The pain ran deeper inside me than I would ever let anyone know, but God knew. He was waiting for me to say I give it all to you and let him come in and repair the hurt and to heal all the scars left behind. I am here today to say that he has healed my hurts of the past and now God is placing inside me more of him. I like how this song says: "If anybodys looking for love in all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;If youve been searching for love, come to Me. Come to me.&lt;br /&gt;Take up your cross. Deny yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Forget your fathers house and run. Run with Me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were made for abandon your heart and listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were made for Someone greater, Someone bigger, so follow Me.&lt;br /&gt;And youll come alive when you learn to die.&lt;br /&gt;And He said to me...You shall love me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song brought me to tears today, because I know how hard the road was for me and I see so many people out there who are on the same path I was and some even worse than me. It pains my heart to see people hurting and looking for love in all the wrong places. My prayer is that they find Jesus and let him love them just as they are and right where they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/NhnKiq76QMg/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhnKiq76QMg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhnKiq76QMg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7845877198001229874?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7845877198001229874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7845877198001229874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7845877198001229874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7845877198001229874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/07/his-arms-are-wide-open.html' title='His Arms Are Wide Open'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-644713875232044590</id><published>2010-07-20T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:11:51.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST BELIEVE</title><content type='html'>NO LIMITS!!! NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD. LET HIM TAKE U SO U CAN SOAR. YOUR TIME IS RIGHT NOW TO JUST RECEIVE IF U JUST BELIEVE THERE IS NO LIMITS. Alot of you say we believe that there are no limits to what God can do....but do you believe that? Let him speak to you and show you just what he has in store. The problem is you want to know everything now. So in your mind you have put limitations on God. Stand out on the beach at 5am in the morning as the sun is rising and look out at the ocean and see how you cannot see beyond the horizon. Just because you cant see beyond the horizon doesn't mean that there isn't more out there. So shake loose the limitations in your mind and GET READY FOR WHAT GOD HAS IN STORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-644713875232044590?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/644713875232044590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=644713875232044590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/644713875232044590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/644713875232044590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-believe.html' title='JUST BELIEVE'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6243761260119317230</id><published>2010-07-12T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:41:52.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart For Worship</title><content type='html'>This is a dance I did for the workshop we hosted earlier this year.  It was a wonderful weekend of different people from different churches coming together and soaking in what the lord had for them.  I love the concert portion that we close out with for our workshops.  It gives everyone a chance to sit back and watch and soak in what God has placed in other people.  Its such a blessing to see the different groups.  This song for me was a very emotional and powerful song.  I had never heard the song until two weeks before we did the workshop.  I had no idea what God wanted me to do with it he only said I want you to dance for me.  I cried the whole time I was dancing and it was very emotional for me.  It was if time had stood still and no one else was in the room and I was before him dancing and pouring my whole heart and soul out to him.  I am sure that to most people that see me dance I am not one of the greatest dancers, but I have a heart for God and its not about ability its about obedience and giving everything you have to him and let him do the rest.  I hope that you all enjoy it and get as much out of it as I did when I was dancing to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/SqGogLZbCag/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqGogLZbCag&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqGogLZbCag&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6243761260119317230?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6243761260119317230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6243761260119317230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6243761260119317230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6243761260119317230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/07/heart-for-worship.html' title='A Heart For Worship'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2976588780593409391</id><published>2010-07-02T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:31:53.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Intimate Moments With God</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a moment when you were listening to a worship song and just singing and it seemed that time stood still?  In that intimate moment with God he  wrapped his arms around you and you felt at peace.  Worshiping is so much more than just singing a song, raising your hands, or dancing.   When you spend time with him in those intimate moments he teaches you so much more about worship than your mind can fathom.  Our lives should be spent in all we do worshiping him.  Believe me I know its not so easy, but when we surrender and let him take over and just worship him you feel him filling you with his love, peace, and joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2976588780593409391?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2976588780593409391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2976588780593409391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2976588780593409391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2976588780593409391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-your-intimate-moments-with-god.html' title='In Your Intimate Moments With God'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2060171177800297563</id><published>2010-06-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:13:02.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is It Consuming Your Time?</title><content type='html'>Here is a thought to ponder on. What is it that is consuming your time that you do not have time to spend with God? Our focus should be on him first and foremost. If he isn't the center of it all then what is it that is consuming your time. We need to get our priorities in order and stop letting other things keep us from hearing what it is God is trying to say to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2060171177800297563?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2060171177800297563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2060171177800297563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2060171177800297563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2060171177800297563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-it-consuming-your-time.html' title='What Is It Consuming Your Time?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-898024689912601674</id><published>2010-06-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:34:12.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing The Love Of God To The Needy</title><content type='html'>Monday evening I normally have dance practice, but this past Monday nite we went down to the River City Love Squad. They have a service every Monday nite that starts with music then ministering to the people. After that they serve a hot meal, give out clothing, blankets, etc... It was my privilege along with other people from my church to go down and help serve the food and give out clothing to people. These are not just homeless people, but people who need god in their lives. There were some strange characters there that nite looking at them on the outside, but when you talk to them you see how much they really need Jesus. Many of them struggle with drugs, alcohol, sexual demons of all kinds, and just the day to day struggles of life. Many of them don't see anything good all they see is violence, hurt, and hate. I commend the people that are down there every week that are down there to just serve these people in anyway they can and show them the love of Jesus. It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, smell like, talk like, act like Jesus loves you just as you are and you need to lay it all down at his feet. Will it be easy for some of them to do that...no. They will struggle with it until they are free of it. Its not up to us to judge them its up to us to love them and help them in whatever way we can. I encourage all of you to find a place in your community or if your church is involved in helping a place like the River City Love squad to get involved and help out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-898024689912601674?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/898024689912601674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=898024689912601674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/898024689912601674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/898024689912601674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/showing-love-of-god-to-needy.html' title='Showing The Love Of God To The Needy'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2523835458290168036</id><published>2010-05-31T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:47:08.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is It You Rely On?</title><content type='html'>My weekend was supposed to be one spent at home getting things done this weekend and relaxing. I have to say it was anything but that. Friday after I left work I went to pick my kids up and we went to best buy and I bought a new tv and a new dvd player for my bedroom. Everything was normal about Friday nite til I turned out the light and went to bed. I saw over on the wall a long huge bug of some kind that looked like it had several legs and antennas on it and it was creepy looking. I killed it and went to sleep. Saturday morning I got up and cleaned a little bit and then met my sister at tumbleweed and enjoyed a nice lunch. In the middle of a noisy restaurant it is hard to hear my youngest daughter because she doesn't speak very loud most of the time. Well in the middle of us eating all you heard was this loud burp coming from this skinny quiet girl and she laughed so hard she couldn't eat...she gets that from her mammaw. After that we went to Kroger so Natalie could buy some tickets to WWE wrestling for her, my nephews, and my brother in law to go in July. Then it was off to my sisters church to finish some more of the VBS stuff. Well I had to redraw two of the characters because they were beyond me fixing and my sister is very particular how she does things for VBS. She says go big or don't go and do it with excellence. I happen to agree with her on that as well. We were up there til later than I had expected to and when I got home I layed in the bed watching tv and fell asleep. Sunday morning I woke up to Natalie saying mom are we going to church this morning? I said yes what time is it she said 10:20am. I was like are you kidding me why didn't you wake me up when you got up. The night before I had forgotten to set my alarm and missed church yesterday morning. I do not like missing church. Well since we missed church we decided to go check out a new store up in St. Matthews my mother told us about and we bought a few things and we were headed home on the watterson expressway. Everything was fine til after we passed the wesport road exit. I heard a loud POP and then thump thump thump thump thump thump....my tire had blown and I was in the middle lane of the expressway and pulled off to the side on the off ramp to Breckenridge lane. Well I thought this is not biggie I have changed a tire before. So I jacked the car up took all the lug nuts off and started to pull the tire off when all of a sudden the jack fell down. So I had Natalie help me jack it up again and we tried to pull it off again and it fell again. We did this 3 times until I finally said OK I need to call for some help. Luckily my brother in law was at my parents house not too far from where we were at. I told him where I was and which way to go to get there but he took a different way which caused us to wait 25 minutes til he turned and went the way i told him. While we were waiting I had the air on in the car and the kids were in the back seat keeping cool and i was in the front and all of a sudden i hear Natalie say to Olivia...."Hold still and don't move". Then all you hear is SMACK across Olivia's head and she said ouch what did you do that for. It was a big spider crawling on her head. Natalie was like well if i had told you what i was doing you would have moved then the spider would have crawled on all of us and we couldn't have killed it. Well they finally get to us and we get the spare on and we first go to pepboys to see about getting tires but it was going to be over an hour before they could even look at it. My dad said just come to my house and I will put a tire from my Taurus on to yours til you can get tires tomorrow. So we went there and spend several hours with my family before coming home last nite. Then I get up this morning and my dad calls me and says meet me up at Sam's Club and we will get some tires put on the car. We were there for maybe an hour and then I went to target and came home. Yes it sounds like a typical weekend for most people when unexpected things happen, but god shows me things thru some of the oddest situations. Just like we have our mind set that things we want to do have to be certain way and its not always what god wants us to do. Just like I had in mind what I thought my weekend was going to be like and it changed on me. Just like that bug crawling on my wall. Most people wouldn't have noticed it on the wall in the dark and would have went to sleep. God wants us to be watchful for the enemy trying to creep up on us not to be sleeping. Just like my daughter burping loud in the middle of a restaurant and laughing so hard she couldn't contain it. That's how god wants us to be joyful to the point that we cannot contain ourselves so that people stop to look and say what is it about them that makes them glow with such joy. He wants people to see the joy in us. Just like I had to redraw the two characters for VBS sometimes god has to help us thru our mistakes that we make and to learn from it. Sometimes that means we have to go back and redo some things to make it right. Then there are the times that unexpected things occur that we have not control over. Just like when my tire blew and I tried to fix it myself we try to do things ourselves without asking god for help. We need to know when to let god step in and take over instead of trying to do things ourselves because there are things that only our father can take care of it just like i had to call my dad for help. We sometimes try to take a different route than what is telling us to go and we get off the path and find ourselves lost. Just like when my brother in law took a different way to get to where i was at. We need to learn to listen to the instructions we are given and not try to think we know best. That prideful spirit is what gets us into trouble thinking that we know more than he does. Just like when Natalie hit her sister in the side of the head to kill the spider and didn't tell her why to sit still is just like when god is telling us to wait without telling us what we are waiting for. We have times in our lives where god doesn't always tell us what hes doing and why because we would just mess things up by doing it our way instead of his. In the end of it all I asked my daddy for help and he was there for me steering me in the right direction. That is how it should be with us and god. We should always go to him for help and quit letting pride get in the way because we think we can handle something on our own. God knows whats best for us and he has a plan and purpose for us all. Don't let your sinful selfish pride get in the way of the destiny god has for your life. He has great things in store for you and it may not always be easy along the way, but as long as we rely on him and ask him for wisdom, patience, and understanding we will endure through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2523835458290168036?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2523835458290168036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2523835458290168036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2523835458290168036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2523835458290168036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-is-it-you-rely-on.html' title='Who Is It You Rely On?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4395534417208497318</id><published>2010-05-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:58:47.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Push Through Anyway!!!!</title><content type='html'>You know god shows us things through some of the oddest and worse times that we have. I have been sick with a sinus infection for a week and a half now. The first day of being sick I had a high fever and body aches that were so bad it made me dizzy and I wasn't able to stand up on my feet. It was a struggle to get up and go to the bathroom. I made myself get up anyway. I barely ate or drank that day and could not sleep nor could I breath very well. That night sleeping was impossible and I was very tired. The next day I had to go back to work once my fever had broke. I pushed myself to get up out of bed and to go to work and every day at work has been exhausting trying to get over this, but I knew I had to come to work. Everyday I push myself to work and get everything done that I can. Then when I feel like I cant do anymore I push myself even more and say you can do this. Why is it when it comes to living for God and doing things for god we just say I cant do it or get lazy? We always want to find an excuse as to why we cant do something for God or when we are going through something we want to give up. Just like I had to push myself through the sickness to work my job so that I can take care of my girls I should do no less when it comes to the things of God. I should give no less effort. Sure it can get hard sometimes and you have the enemy attacking you at every side, but that is when we have to press in and push through anyway. Jesus took all those beatings, was mocked and ridiculed, and hung on a cross and died for us. Why is it that we find it difficult to live for him, tell others about him, or even find it difficult to give up the things of this world for him? If he can endure that for us then we should do no less for him. When it seems as if you have no strength and you just cant give it anymore push through anyway. Your strength comes from him and push through anyway even when you don't feel like it. You will find that he has given you more strength than you realize that you have. Don't give up on him because he hasn't given up on you. He has equipped us with everything that we need and all we have to do is trust him and push through anyway. So when you find yourself wanting to give up, let temptation get the best of you, sickness coming upon you, the enemy hitting you from every side, or whatever it may be you are going through at that moment just stop and say God I know you have given me the strength to get through this help me to push through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4395534417208497318?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4395534417208497318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4395534417208497318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4395534417208497318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4395534417208497318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/05/push-through-anyway.html' title='Push Through Anyway!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-489353493932649600</id><published>2010-05-02T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:23:27.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Satan Whispering In Your Ear?</title><content type='html'>I am in awe and humbled by the things that god is showing me. He is preparing me for something I cannot even fathom. God does not have us do something without him equipping us and preparing us in some way. We just have to learn to listen to him and to trust him. We often feel unworthy and unprepared for something he would have us do, but that is when god will use us out of our obedience and he will shine through. Don't let the enemy get ahold of you and tell you that you aren't worthy to do what it is god has called you to do. Is Satan whispering in your ear? Have you told him your not listening to him anymore? He only wants to destroy you and what god has planned for your life. He wants to keep you in that place of confusion, chaos, loneliness, and pain. He wants to keep reminding you of the things you have done in the past. He is constantly at our ears nagging at us to listen to him. Ask God to deafen your ears to what he keeps whispering and let god whisper in your ear how much he loves you. He has a plan for your life and if you trust him he will show you the what it is he would have you do. Not all of us are called to be minsters or pastors, but he has called us all for a purpose. No one has a greater purpose in life than another. We are all part of the body of Christ and it takes each part of the body to work together even down to the smallest of things for it to function. Don't ever feel like that you are insignificant in what you are doing for the god. He has put you in the role because no one else can do what you can do. He has placed something in you that no one else has. You will be able to touch peoples lives that no one else can touch. So don't let Satan keep whispering in your ear the negative thoughts, the hurt of the past, all of the hidden sins, or whatever it is he is using to keep you from what god has called you to do. He has no power over you and you just need to tell him your not listening to him anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-489353493932649600?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/489353493932649600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=489353493932649600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/489353493932649600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/489353493932649600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-satan-whispering-in-your-ear.html' title='Is Satan Whispering In Your Ear?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7963625848721014664</id><published>2010-04-19T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:41:41.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Gift Inside</title><content type='html'>I wanted to take a few minutes and brag on my daughter Natalie. God has placed a talent inside her that when she ministers it captivates people. You would think she has been miming for a long time, but the truth is she has only done it for a lil over a year now. She new nothing of miming until she started it at another church we attended. She loves god with all her heart and she definitely keeps me on my toes...lol! God is doing some amazing things in her and with the gift he has placed in her. Her is her most recent mime that she has done and I want to warn you....you will laugh uncontrollably. The anointing to minister in mime is definitely there and I just want to say how proud I am of her. I hope that you all enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9hzBYty3Cg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9hzBYty3Cg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7963625848721014664?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7963625848721014664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7963625848721014664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7963625848721014664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7963625848721014664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/04/amazing-gift-inside.html' title='Amazing Gift Inside'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8399508144341816863</id><published>2010-04-05T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:00:45.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does The Name Jesus Mean In Your Life?</title><content type='html'>I read this on someones facebook post and loved and thought I would put it on my blog. Not sure if it is something that he read somewhere or if he wrote it, but either way I liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Does The Name Jesus Mean In Your Life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little children call Him "Father"&lt;br /&gt;President call Him "The great counselor"&lt;br /&gt;The professors call Him "The Wisdom of God"&lt;br /&gt;The Astrologers call Him "The Bright Morning Star"&lt;br /&gt;Zoologist call Him"The lion of the tribe of Judah"&lt;br /&gt;In fore story He is Known as "The tree of Life"&lt;br /&gt;Oceanographers call him "Rivers of the living water"&lt;br /&gt;Geologist call Him "The rock of ages"&lt;br /&gt;Publishers call Him "The Author of our faith"&lt;br /&gt;Sailors call Him The captain of salvation"&lt;br /&gt;Prisoners call Him "The great deliverer"&lt;br /&gt;Carpenter says He is "Door"&lt;br /&gt;Journalist says He is the "Truth"&lt;br /&gt;Even the sinners call Him "The Friend of sinners"&lt;br /&gt;Surveyors call Him "The plan of God"&lt;br /&gt;Doctors call Him "The great healer"&lt;br /&gt;Drivers say He is "The way"&lt;br /&gt;Caterer call Him "The Bread of life"&lt;br /&gt;Teachers call Him "The master"&lt;br /&gt;Theologists call Him "The Baptiser"&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers call Him "The great mediator inter-continental advocate of the whole world"&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers know Him as "Prince of Peace"&lt;br /&gt;Civil engineers call Him "The chief corner stone"&lt;br /&gt;Photographers call Him "The Image of God"&lt;br /&gt;Electrical engineers call Him "The light of the world,even in death He is known as the resurrection"&lt;br /&gt;He is the same Yesterday, Today and Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8399508144341816863?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8399508144341816863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8399508144341816863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8399508144341816863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8399508144341816863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-does-name-jesus-mean-in-your-life.html' title='What Does The Name Jesus Mean In Your Life?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-218466225512846744</id><published>2010-04-05T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:16:31.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Mission Field</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in my car waiting to go into work this morning and all I could do is sit there and think about how blessed I was to get to come to work.  God has blessed me with this job and has provided for me.  We tend to complain about having to come into work and fail to see that God has placed us there for a reason.  Sure it is to help provide for our families, but its also a mission field as well.  You spend more time with the people you work with than you do with anyone else.  How we conduct ourselves on a daily basis is how they see christians.  If we are always complaining and having a bad attitude what is that saying to them about being a christian.  Sure we all have bad days, but are we showing the people we work around the love, grace, and mercy that God has shown us?  I have my moments where I want to tear my hair out at work and want to utter some words that arent very christian like, but I choose to renew my mind and ask him to give me the words I am to speak not my own.  So how is it that you are conducting yourself on the mission field?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-218466225512846744?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/218466225512846744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=218466225512846744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/218466225512846744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/218466225512846744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-mission-field.html' title='Our Mission Field'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4033053316540742473</id><published>2010-04-02T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:45:57.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Acting On Your Emotions?</title><content type='html'>You should never act on your emotions and leave a foothold for the devil to try and come in and reek havoc. We are human an our emotions are what we go by instinctively. God wants us to seek him and rely on him and not our emotions. Its easy to get caught up in the moment of an emotional situation. We always want to tell someone off or get upset about something instead of taking a step back and say ok god what is it you would have me to do or say. Sometimes the situation that arises you may very good cause to become angry or upset about something, but that doesn't mean that you should act upon it. We all struggle with that as humans and always will. I encourage you to always go to god in prayer seeking what it is he would have you do. When we learn to do that then god can show us the direction we need to go and give us the words he would have us to say. There are many times that god would have us to say nothing and just pray and give it to him. Thank you god for your direction even when we are not sure what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4033053316540742473?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4033053316540742473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4033053316540742473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4033053316540742473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4033053316540742473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-acting-on-your-emotions.html' title='Are You Acting On Your Emotions?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4846825726975924635</id><published>2010-03-21T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:34:11.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See Them Thru His Eyes</title><content type='html'>We just had our Missions Conference at church this past saturday evening.  Natalie and I did a dance/drama to the song "Give Me Your Eyes".  That song has made me think how invisible hurting and broken people are to us as christians everyday.  We get so caught up in what is going on in our lives that we forget to see people thru God's eyes.  Its not that they are totally invisble to us its just that we dont see them thru his eyes.  In order to see people thru his eyes we have to surrender all of our pre conceived ideas of what we have of people when they are messed up on drugs, prostituting out on the streets, an alcoholic, homeless and eating out of trash cans to survive, or whatever it is these people are going thru.  It doesnt matter if its going on here or in another country we need to see people thru God's eyes.  Love them with unconditional love and pray for them and help them in whatever way we can.  We cant just say oh they will just take the money and buy drugs, alcohol, blow it on something else.  That is not for us to judge them on nor should we be concerned with.  We are to give to them as unselfishly as the father did to us by giving us his son to die for us.  Can we do no less than to help hurting people that seem unloved and abandoned.  Missions isnt always helping people in other countries its also about helping people in our communities.  I thank god for the missionaries that go into other countries and poor their sweat, blood, and tears into these people that they meet.  They give so freely of themselves lovingly and unselfishly.  That is how we should be everyday to everyone we meet.  We should show them the love of God in all we do.  So dont look at them thru your eyes any more see them thru Gods eyes, because someone took the time to see you thru his eyes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNS7GclZ7vg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNS7GclZ7vg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4846825726975924635?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4846825726975924635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4846825726975924635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4846825726975924635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4846825726975924635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-them-thru-his-eyes.html' title='See Them Thru His Eyes'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7293617847834692554</id><published>2010-03-12T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T04:59:22.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitations...Why Do We Put Them On God?</title><content type='html'>Why is it that we put limitations on what we think god can do?  Someone asked me how you can u be filled up until u cant get anymore of god, but then want him to keep asking him to fill you.  That is what i call drenching and soaking in all of god until its oozing out of me.  Our human minds cant understand how god can possibly keep pouring himself into us.  Dont put limitations on what god can do.  He wants to inhabit every part of our lives.  I just want god to have every part of me until I cant possibly understand how he can do more, give me more, fill me more and then just  soak in his presence, breath him in, feel him right there with me.  I want more of god than I have ever wanted and want to be able to tell others what it is he has done for me.  I want them to see it in the way I live my life everyday and make them stop and say what is it about her that she has this joy and light about her even when things arent going well in my life.  More of god is what we should all want and seek everyday.  So dont put a limitation on how he can possibly fill you up more when you cant possibly be filled anymore.  Its all in our limited human understanding of what we think god can do.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7293617847834692554?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7293617847834692554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7293617847834692554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7293617847834692554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7293617847834692554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/limitationswhy-do-we-put-them-on-god.html' title='Limitations...Why Do We Put Them On God?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8298934170528616310</id><published>2010-03-09T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:06:19.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want The Fire To Consume Every Part of Me</title><content type='html'>This song has gotten down in my spirit and has never left. God wont relent (give up) until he has every part of you. He wants to take all of the yuck that is inside of you that has been holding you back for so long. We have scars from our past hurts that have built up a wall around our heart. It sounds funny to say, but we are more comfortable with the pain that the scars have left behind than we are to open up our hearts to god so that he can tear down and take out what isn't supposed to be there. We would rather deal with the scars because we can hide behind them and not have to feel anything anymore and we don't have to give all to god. We hold back on purpose because of fear. Fear of serving god and what he will ask of us. Nothing should ever hold you back from god wanting every part of you. We want every part of god but we aren't willing to give him every part of ourselves. He wants to replace all the mess that we have inside us with his heart so that you and he can become one. I want all that god has for me until I possibly cant take it anymore and then I want him to give me more. I don't ever want him to stop pouring himself into me. Its like this song says "...come be the fire inside of me...come be the flame within my heart..." That's exactly how I feel. I want the fire of god to burn in me so bright that you can see nothing but him and not me. I want the fire to consume every part of me. That is my prayer for everyone and myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a3spvQYlB-I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a3spvQYlB-I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8298934170528616310?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8298934170528616310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8298934170528616310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8298934170528616310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8298934170528616310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-fire-to-consume-every-part-of-me.html' title='I Want The Fire To Consume Every Part of Me'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1325111476614553337</id><published>2010-02-25T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T10:00:22.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mustard Seed Is All We Need</title><content type='html'>Faith is something that we all say we have in god and what it is he wants for us, but do we really? It is our human nature not to have faith in things that are not tangible. Its easy to say you have faith, but do you really have it when god said all you needed was the faith the size of a mustard seed. Do you know how tiny a mustard seed is and that's all the measure of faith he is saying that we have to have. It seems simple enough to say, but in reality people don't have faith in things that they cannot see for themselves. Seeing isn't faith, faith is seeing. You have to catch hold of it and say god I believe it with everything I have in me and don't let go of it. That little mustard seed of faith seems so unattainable when we are going through some circumstances that we don't how god is going to work it out. God may not work things out the way you think he should, but if you put your trust and faith in him he will do what is best for you. God has a plan for your life and all we have to do is have faith that he will show us what it is and help us to carry out what it is he would have us to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1325111476614553337?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1325111476614553337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1325111476614553337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1325111476614553337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1325111476614553337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/mustard-seed-is-all-we-need.html' title='A Mustard Seed Is All We Need'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1810526402739548891</id><published>2010-02-18T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:36:28.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful, Amazing, Exhausting Week!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This has been an eventful, amazing, and exhausting week. I was promoted to Lead Warehouse Supervisor at my work this week. It was quite a surprise to me that they would want me to fill the position and humbled by all of the kind words that have been said about me. I am like my mother I go in and do my job to the best of my ability and try to make things easier for myself as well as the people whom I work with. I believe you have to have a good work ethic to be able to succeed at your job as well as keeping god first in your life. God has done some amazing things by opening doors that I never asked to be open, but because of my faithfulness in doing what he asks of me he has open the door and poured out a blessing that cannot be measured or contained. I will try to do my best with the responsibilities that have been given to me and strive to make things easier for everyone I work with. I am the type of person who usually fades into the background and does whatever needs to be done, but god has not let me fade away he has put me in the forefront and is using me as he sees fit even when I may not feel worthy to do it. I encourage you all to keep god first in all that you do. When you keep him first he will guide you to where you need to be and will provide all that you need to carry it out even when we think we may not have the ability or feel worthy enough to do so. Please keep me in prayer as I step into this new position at work. I enjoy the company I work for and hope that I do not disappoint them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1810526402739548891?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1810526402739548891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1810526402739548891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1810526402739548891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1810526402739548891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/eventful-amazing-exhausting-week.html' title='Eventful, Amazing, Exhausting Week!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5938430929325801999</id><published>2010-02-15T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:43:55.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did God Have Me Revisit My Past?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just had god take you back through your past to remember some things. Not to condemn you but to teach you and show you maybe the right way to do something the next time or it maybe that you will have an opportunity to share with someone that is going through what you had already been through. Our past is not something that we want to dwell on, but it is apart of who you are and you have to be able to pull from your past experiences to learn from them and to be able to let god use you. There are many things that alot of us would like to keep buried in the past to never surface again, but I know myself that god has used me many times to minister or share with someone that is going through the very same thing that I went through. Even if I didn't handle it in the best way when I went through it but god gave me the  wisdom to know what to do next time. I believe that everything that we go through good and bad is for a reason. It is not always for us, sometimes it for someone else that you may have to minister to later on down the road. Just like I said in my last entry we are called into the ministry by the way we live our lives for god. If people can see what you came out of and where you are now that is such a testimony to how god can change a persons life. It also shows the grace, love, and forgiveness he has given to us. My past is not something I like to revisit very often, but god has healed me of that past hurt that I went through so that I may pull from it when he needs me to. Just remember when god has you revisit the past don't be closed minded about it let god use you and help you to show others what he has done in your life and what he will do for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5938430929325801999?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5938430929325801999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5938430929325801999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5938430929325801999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5938430929325801999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-did-god-have-me-revisit-my-past.html' title='Why Did God Have Me Revisit My Past?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8594123750213689367</id><published>2010-02-13T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:35:13.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I Wasnt Called To Be In Ministry....Are You Sure About That?</title><content type='html'>I have heard many people say that they were not called to be in ministry or to be a preacher. I have to disagree with them. Everyone of us is called into ministry just not in the same way. Did not Jesus tell the disciples to go and preach the gospel to the world. We are disciples of Jesus and each and everyday that god gives us here on this earth is a day that we are called to be in ministry by the way we live our lives. There are people that you can reach that maybe a pastor or minster cannot because you see these people on a daily basis. Those people watch you everyday and how you conduct yourself and listen to the words you speak from your mouth. That is the example of a christian that these people see and if you are not living the way you should then they ask themselves why would I want to be a christian if I see them living like that. Even non-believers know that there are things that Christians should and shouldn't be saying and doing. So you are in ministry each and everyday just as a pastor or minister would be just in a different way. You don't ever want to be a hindrance to someone and cause them to stumble because of the way you live your life or by some of the things that you say. Many times that is the only picture that these people see of what a christian is. We should strive everyday to let people see Jesus in us and how he works through us. If you are not praying and seeking god and keeping yourself grounded in the word then it will show because you will be bearing no fruit and you will be as barren as a desert. Each day that I go into work I have opportunity to minister to my coworkers by the way I conduct myself, the words that are coming from my mouth, and the way I treat them. If I was to go in there and be cursing, gossiping about people, or even having a bad attitude then how are they supposed to see the Jesus in me and how am I supposed to be able to minister to them. I don't mean you have to be a bible beater and hit them over the head I mean you minister to people by example and the way they see you live your life. You never know the impact that you will have on someones life just by showing them the love of god and treating them with kindness, love, and respect. So don't ever think that god didn't call you to minister because we are all called to be ministers just not in the conventional way that you may think. God has us doing things his way not the way we may always think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8594123750213689367?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8594123750213689367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8594123750213689367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8594123750213689367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8594123750213689367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-i-wasnt-called-to-be-in-ministryare.html' title='But I Wasnt Called To Be In Ministry....Are You Sure About That?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5804176554852152762</id><published>2010-01-28T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:38:09.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be The Example Not The Hinderance</title><content type='html'>I have had a very stressful last two weeks with work. Sometimes you wonder how you are going to get through all the stress and just be able to do your job effectively. This was my prayer for one of the days that I had and that day I felt god settle in the warehouse and no matter what happened that day I felt peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Prayer For The Day January 29, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God you know the week I have been having and you know the circumstances behind all of it. Please help me not to become frustrated, lose my patience, let words come out of my mouth that shouldn't. Instead god let your presence settle in this place so they when we take a breathe we can smell your sweet presence. Let us soak it in and have the peace and joy of having you near to us. I pray that you touch each of my co-workers and that they come to know you as i know you. Let our thoughts be your thoughts today. Let us not worry about petty things that don't matter but to keep our eyes focused on you. I want my desires to be your desires. Change our hearts and our minds today so that we can show others of the perfect love you have given us. Thank you god for resting in this place today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sometimes need to change our attitude and our way of doing things. We are the ones who change the atmosphere around us. When we give that control up to the enemy or to people around us then the peace, joy, and love of god takes a back seat to the chaos around us. I had to stop that day at work and pray for my co-workers and pray that god change my mindset and my attitude that day. How can I expect god to do something in my co-workers lives when I don't change my way of thinking and doing things. As Christians the world watches us and we should be the example not the hindrance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5804176554852152762?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5804176554852152762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5804176554852152762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5804176554852152762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5804176554852152762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-example-not-hinderance.html' title='Be The Example Not The Hinderance'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3240119011497165011</id><published>2010-01-18T09:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:57:40.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Trees</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine sent this to me and I loved it and thought I would share it on my blog.  It was something I think that we as christians need to keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE 3 TREES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver&lt;br /&gt;and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone&lt;br /&gt;would see the beauty." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take&lt;br /&gt;kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and&lt;br /&gt;straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the Hill and&lt;br /&gt;look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to&lt;br /&gt;them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will&lt;br /&gt;always remember me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of&lt;br /&gt;woodsmen came upon the trees.&lt;br /&gt;When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I&lt;br /&gt;think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter," and he began&lt;br /&gt;cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter&lt;br /&gt;would make him into a treasure chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the second tree the woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree. I&lt;br /&gt;should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy&lt;br /&gt;because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the&lt;br /&gt;woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew&lt;br /&gt;that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the&lt;br /&gt;Woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my Tree, I'll take this&lt;br /&gt;one," and he cut it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box&lt;br /&gt;for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not&lt;br /&gt;at all what he had prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of&lt;br /&gt;being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third tree was cut into large pieces, and left alone in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn.. She gave birth and they&lt;br /&gt;placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first&lt;br /&gt;tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this&lt;br /&gt;manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event&lt;br /&gt;and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second&lt;br /&gt;tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the&lt;br /&gt;water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to&lt;br /&gt;keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and He stood and said&lt;br /&gt;"Peace" and the Storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had&lt;br /&gt;carried the King of Kings in its boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the&lt;br /&gt;streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to&lt;br /&gt;a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the&lt;br /&gt;top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong&lt;br /&gt;enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was&lt;br /&gt;possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way,&lt;br /&gt;always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, God&lt;br /&gt;will give you great gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had&lt;br /&gt;Imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways&lt;br /&gt;are not our ways, but His ways are always best..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3240119011497165011?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3240119011497165011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3240119011497165011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3240119011497165011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3240119011497165011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-trees.html' title='The Three Trees'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6671099301672105515</id><published>2010-01-12T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T04:57:23.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drench Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/S08UkUMkRKI/AAAAAAAAANI/nx_sPeQNiEc/s1600-h/romantic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/S08UkUMkRKI/AAAAAAAAANI/nx_sPeQNiEc/s320/romantic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426578690134000802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wonderful things are already happening during this fast. I pray that many more prayers are answered and that we let his desires become our desires. That our mindset be changed to focus on him and what he has for us to do. Many times we pray for our own desires and we never think to ask what his desire for us is. Sunday at the end of service the song "Rain Dance" was played and we did flags and a billow to it. That song has stuck with me since then. I just want god to drench me in his presence and speak to me what his will is for me. I have my own desires that I would like to see come to pass, but I want what his will is for me first and foremost. This time of fasting for me is for me to get myself ready for this new journey he has me on. The unknown can be difficult because we always want to know whats going to happen, but if we knew what was going to happen then we might change the course that god has us set on. I cant help but to sit here and think of that song "The More I Seek You" while I'm writing this and all I can think about is god drench me. I want to soak in his presence and lay at his feet and rest in him. Listening to the words of that song....."I want to sit at your feet... drink from the cup in your hand....lay back against you and breathe...feel your heartbeat...this love is so deep...its more than I can stand ....I melt in your peace....its overwhelming..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6671099301672105515?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6671099301672105515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6671099301672105515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6671099301672105515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6671099301672105515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/drench-me.html' title='Drench Me'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/S08UkUMkRKI/AAAAAAAAANI/nx_sPeQNiEc/s72-c/romantic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7466101019464102368</id><published>2010-01-04T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:48:20.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dont Want To Eat My Blessing</title><content type='html'>Last nite Pastor Josh was talking about fasting and praying. Something that Beth said last nite rang deep in my spirit. She said "I don't want to eat my blessing". Its very true that when are fasting that we have all kinds of thoughts running through our minds that we cant make it through the fast. Sometimes you have to push through the pain in order to receive the blessing. I know myself in the past when I was on a fast it was very difficult because I would tell myself that I couldn't possibly do it. I always would find an excuse to either stop or to alter it somehow. I had to learn to push myself through the hunger pains, the headaches, and the thoughts that would come to my mind that I couldn't possibly make it. Many times we don't always see a result right away from when we fasted and prayed for something and we get discouraged. Sometimes god has other things to show us and he will often change our mindset through it all. Be specific in what you are praying for and be open to what god is trying to say to you and show you. Pastor Josh also made a good point in saying that wouldn't it be awesome if we fasted and prayed for others needs just like we do our own needs. Could you imagine the breakthroughs that would take place in peoples lives if everyone would do that. I know myself I am praying for some specific things during this fast. I want god to bless me financially so that I may be able to purchase a house. That is something I have wanted for a longtime, but I have to say that god had to show me how to be a good steward of what I had and be happy with where I was at before he allows me to step into owning a house. I pray for more wisdom so that I don't make the same mistakes as I have in the past. I am praying for the one god has for me to spend my life with whomever he maybe. I know god is preparing him as he is preparing me for the journey we will have together. I am also praying for my children and for god to keep them safe and guide them through the many decisions they will have to face. There are many other things I am praying for, but that is a few of them. Take this time of fasting and praying and put everything aside and focus on him. That is probly the one thing that I am praying for the most is for him to help me keep my focus on him and to always put him first in all that I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7466101019464102368?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7466101019464102368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7466101019464102368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7466101019464102368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7466101019464102368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-want-to-eat-my-blessing.html' title='I Dont Want To Eat My Blessing'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1503102467040294165</id><published>2010-01-01T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:10:56.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LISTEN........THINK........LOOK!!!!</title><content type='html'>Think about what you're thinking about, Look at what you looking at, Listen to what it is you're listening to. Those words have spoken to me so deeply since Wednesday nite. They are very simple words that are said but have such a profound meaning to them. We are so busy we don't take the time to stop and ponder that. Look at what it is your looking at. We find ourselves looking at things that don't matter sometimes and we have to regain our focus on god. We are so easily distracted by things that we need our vision refocused on him. Don't let your eyes wander from here to there but stay focused on him. Don't get your eyes on man but on god. Let him put the blinders like a horse has to help you stay on the right track. He will lead you where it is that you are to be. We seem to focus on the circumstances that are in front of our face instead of looking passed them and keeping our eyes on the destination ahead. Think about what it is your thinking about. The mind is a battlefield of thoughts that are going all over the place sometimes. We need to pray that our minds be renewed and think thoughts of him and what is he would have us to do. So many times the thoughts in our minds are what comes out of our mouths and our mouths are the powerful tool that god has given us. It shows whats in our hearts and minds. If your filling yourself with things that are not of god then people see the fruit of what we are by what we speak and what we speak is what we think. So what is it your thinking is it the thoughts of god or our own thoughts of confusion. Listen to what it is your listening to. Are you listening to the voice of god and hearing what it is he is speaking to you? We have all kinds of opinions and voices around us all the time that speak all kinds of things that sound good sometimes, but its not the voice of god. We think because someone has good intentions and the words sound good it must be from god. We need to be on our faces seeking his voice to speak to us not taking for granted that what someone speaks out of their mouths that its from god. We need to be in his word letting him speak to us thru his words not mans words. We need to be still and say god I'm listening speak to me. I want to hear what it is he has for me not what someone says he has for me. So take a few moments and ponder those three things. LISTEN TO WHAT IT IS YOUR LISTENING TO, THINK ABOUT WHAT YOUR THINKING ABOUT, LOOK AT WHAT YOU LOOKING AT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1503102467040294165?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1503102467040294165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1503102467040294165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1503102467040294165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1503102467040294165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/listenthinklook.html' title='LISTEN........THINK........LOOK!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4914307936928288954</id><published>2009-12-29T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:30:02.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Surreal Day</title><content type='html'>Sunday was my last day dancing with W.O.W. It was a surreal day for me. When god brought me to new vision over 3 half years ago I had no idea the journey he would take me on. I have matured more as a christian and learned to worship in total freedom and take it deeper than I would have ever before. As I was up there dancing with the ladies for the last time I couldn't help but think how much we have been thru and what he has brought us all out of. Gods plans are not always what we think they should be. Its never easy to move on, but god knows best and has greater things in store for all of us. Each of those ladies love god with all their heart and worship him with all they have. I have had the privilege of learning so much from each of them and will carry that with me as I move in a new direction. I love you ladies and I know that despite the storms ahead and the changes that will come god has great things in store for you. Just hold onto what he has promised you and he will see you thru it all.  Remember to keep dancing for him and dont let your worship grow cold or become stagnant. He has had you dancing thru all the trials you have faced and used you to show others that despite the circumstance you were able to keep praising him thru it and never losing your faith in him.  LOVE YOU LADIES!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4914307936928288954?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4914307936928288954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4914307936928288954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4914307936928288954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4914307936928288954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/surreal-day.html' title='A Surreal Day'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-9095489732571482705</id><published>2009-12-16T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:10:04.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Direction</title><content type='html'>This past monday nite was a lil different than the normal dance practice for me.  I have been praying for quite some time now about what it is god wants me to do.  I started feeling like he was wanting me to move in a different direction, but had no idea what it was.  God wasnt ready for me to know until it was time.  I announced to W.O.W. this past monday nite that as of December 27th I was stepping down.  I know everyone was a lil shocked by it.  It has nothing to do with anything other than god is moving me in a different direction and I am just being obedient to what it is he is requiring of me.  I have been presented and opportunity to help a ministry grow and when the time is right and god lets me know when I will be helping that ministry in anyway that I can. God placed me in W.O.W. to help me mature more as a christian and to learn to worhsip in total freedom.  I look at worship in a whole new way than I ever have before and I have all the ladies past and present members of w.o.w to thank for that.  I have learned so much from each of you ladies and will always carry that with me.  Its never easy when change comes about, but god has a plan and purpose for each of us. He lets us cross paths along the way to help each other out thru our journeys. Im thankful for all the amazing ppl god has allowed to cross my path and the things I have learned from them.  I dont know what the future holds for me yet and I am just a willing vessel to go where god sends me and needs me to be.  I have never been much for being in the forefront of things I am one of those people that is more comfortable behind the scenes that helps to do whatever it is that needs to be done.  God has broken me down and is making me into his image to use me how he sees fit.  So if you dont see me in front doing flags on sundays anymore you know why now.  Its not a sad things its a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-9095489732571482705?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/9095489732571482705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=9095489732571482705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/9095489732571482705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/9095489732571482705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-direction.html' title='New Direction'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7965948372563659252</id><published>2009-11-27T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:17:47.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Their Covering</title><content type='html'>I was sitting at the kitchen table having a conversation with my mother after everyone left last nite about different things. One particular thing was my dad's side of the family. They live their lives very different than we do. I haven't seen most of them in several years and the ones I have seen I only see when there is a funeral. Its very dysfunctional the way they live their lives and they all need god. They claim to be going to church and try to talk the talk but they don't walk the walk. They all seem to have trouble letting go of the things of this world and have a distorted view of things. Many of them have been locked up numerous times and a few still are. They have all done drugs and alcohol of varying kinds and degrees. To them we are the black sheep of the family because we live our lives differently than they do. My parents even before they became saved made a decision to keep all of that stuff away from us. We never really saw my cousins and aunts and uncles growing up much. There are things about my family that I have learned this year that I never knew before and it stunned me. I was telling my mom how different mine and my sisters life might have turned out if they allowed us to be around all of that stuff. God knew what his plans were for my sis and I and he had us going a different path. Now both of us are involved in ministry of different kinds, she is a children's pastor at her church and I am in the dance ministry. Its sad that they all know the truth and know that they need Jesus, but they chose not to turn their lives over to him. They have let the things of this world get such a hold on them that they feel like they cant turn back now. My dads family needs all your prayers and I am believing that they will come to know him. I thank god that I was blessed with such loving parents and that even before they knew him they chose to do what was right for us. I think back to my life and having my children. I had to make such a choice to keep them away from their father and the things that he was doing. It wasn't an easy choice but I knew it was the right one. We are the covering for our children til they are old enough to make the choice for themselves as to whether they will follow him or not. I am thankful that my parents were my covering. That is a heavy responsibility that we all have as parents. I haven't always made the best choices in my life, but when it comes to my children I try to do what I know god would have me do. They are only given to us temporarily to help raise them to be men and women of god. Then he will take over and show them his will for their lives. I don't take the responsibility lightly and love my children with all my heart and want to see them grow up to be women of god. They are both involved in ministry themselves now and they love god with all their heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7965948372563659252?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7965948372563659252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7965948372563659252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7965948372563659252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7965948372563659252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-their-covering.html' title='We Are Their Covering'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6462378421761382830</id><published>2009-11-24T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:51:09.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Him Be Your Exit Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swx_awydEhI/AAAAAAAAANA/JLE7l7EoF3o/s1600/u19865803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swx_awydEhI/AAAAAAAAANA/JLE7l7EoF3o/s320/u19865803.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407837350314971666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week one of my co workers needed to use the restroom but I was in there and he could not wait til I was finished so he went next door to another warehouse to use theirs. It was 5 clock already and they usually go home then. They told him yes you can use the restroom so he went in there unaware that while he was in there they turned out all the lights and locked the doors and left. They had forgotten that he had went in the restroom. When he came out all the doors were locked and he couldn't get out. The dock doors had pad locks on them and he couldn't get out the front door cuz of the way it was locked. He was alone in the dark and everywhere he looked there was no way out. He was like how am I going to get out of here. It took him a few minutes to gather himself so that he wouldn't panic. Then he looked and saw a lighted exit sign over a door to the side. That door was able to be unlocked and he got out. The reason I am telling you this story is not to make anyone laugh it is because in that moment god was able to show me something. Many of us either were like him or still are at one time. We chose to do something without thinking of the consequences of it. Then when we find ourselves in the dark wandering around and no way out of a situation and we wonder how we are going to get out of it. We try to do things ourselves our way giving no thought to what it is god wants us to do. Then when we try to get out of a situation its as if the doors are all locked on us. We panic and get upset and become frantic in our thoughts and behavior trying to figure it all out. When what we should have done is follow what it is god wanted for us to do in the first place. In all that you do god should be first. He is the one you need to go to when you need answers, healing, a breakthrough. Not everyone else or trying to do it on your own. Let him be the one to guide you through. If you do find yourself in a situation where you didn't listen to him then ask him to be your exit sign and show you the way. Sometimes is wont be as easy as unlocking a door and walking through. You may have to deal with the consequences of your choices but he will be there with you every step of the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6462378421761382830?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6462378421761382830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6462378421761382830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6462378421761382830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6462378421761382830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-him-be-your-exit-sign.html' title='Let Him Be Your Exit Sign'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swx_awydEhI/AAAAAAAAANA/JLE7l7EoF3o/s72-c/u19865803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7932104060293013742</id><published>2009-11-22T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:50:00.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Restored It Brighter Than Ever!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swnnm49E_eI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qY3Dtxroh_E/s1600/DSC00316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swnnm49E_eI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qY3Dtxroh_E/s320/DSC00316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407107482944601570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here at my desk listening to one of the song we will be doing for christmas.  This sing has gotten down into my spirit and I cry everytime I hear it.  Its one of those songs that when you hear it and let it get down in your spirit you begin to feel how much god really loved us to give us his son. He has put this fire back in me that I had let go dim for a while. Sometimes you let your circumstances get in the way of letting that fire burn as bright as it should.  I want to let it burn bright and not let anything or anyone put it out or dim it. I am humbled and priveleged to be chosen to do this for him.  Its not about your talent its about your heart for him.  If you give all you have to him he will use you in ways you would have never believed he would do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7932104060293013742?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7932104060293013742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7932104060293013742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7932104060293013742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7932104060293013742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-lost-it.html' title='He Restored It Brighter Than Ever!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swnnm49E_eI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qY3Dtxroh_E/s72-c/DSC00316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2966751041672422656</id><published>2009-11-20T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:06:16.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barely Hanging On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swcuw6VJCfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zR-o4zGNvhc/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swcuw6VJCfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zR-o4zGNvhc/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406341295508097522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found yourself barely hanging on like this grasshopper on the glass door. Feeling yourself slipping down the glass but your trying desperately to hold on and the wind is blowing and the elements around you are getting worse. You feel as if your going to fall and no one is there to catch you. No matter what it is that you go through in life there is a purpose for it. The purpose isn't always clear to us while we are going through it because all we see is our circumstance. We have all heard many times said that god doesn't put any more on us than we can handle. Sometimes it feels like we cannot handle another feather to land on us or we will fall under the pressure of it all. God is always there with us through it all and he knows whats waiting on the other side of the storm your in. This is my favorite verses in the bible and I remind myself of them each and every day. "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." James 1:2-4. So when you find yourself barely hanging on like the grasshopper just remember that god is always there with you no matter what storm your weathering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2966751041672422656?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2966751041672422656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2966751041672422656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2966751041672422656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2966751041672422656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/barely-hanging-on.html' title='Barely Hanging On'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Swcuw6VJCfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zR-o4zGNvhc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-3431543593379019779</id><published>2009-11-15T17:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:25:53.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its What I Needed To Hear</title><content type='html'>You know today at church was awesome and I loved every moment of it. It wasnt until church was over with that I truly got what god meant for me today. I was standing with two friends who were talking about something that I cannot really relate to cuz I have never been through it. Something was said in that conversation that god pulled at my heart and said thats what I have been trying to tell you all along. I have so much love and respect for these two ladies and I want them to know that because of what you went through even if it was for nothing else it was for god to tell me what he needed me to hear in that moment. I did not experience the things you did and cannot relate but what was said in that moment was what I needed to hear. I love you and you will never know how much that meant to me today. I definitely push things down deep like Im using my last trash bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-3431543593379019779?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3431543593379019779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=3431543593379019779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3431543593379019779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/3431543593379019779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-what-i-needed-to-hear.html' title='Its What I Needed To Hear'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-4752640713346239243</id><published>2009-10-29T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:32:30.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics From The Worship Explosion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9lMTDFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CaGtNy0uNPM/s1600-h/DSC00207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9lMTDFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CaGtNy0uNPM/s320/DSC00207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184236405689426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9e2sRSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yW8KqFpm1z8/s1600-h/DSC00181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9e2sRSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yW8KqFpm1z8/s320/DSC00181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184234704454946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9JjzorI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9pIK9We4Rxc/s1600-h/DSC00183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9JjzorI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9pIK9We4Rxc/s320/DSC00183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184228988101298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz85WgO5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0KWUlIeokgk/s1600-h/DSC00178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz85WgO5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0KWUlIeokgk/s320/DSC00178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184224637336466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz8t8o6-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Jg_rlYKWhbM/s1600-h/DSC00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz8t8o6-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Jg_rlYKWhbM/s320/DSC00141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184221576063970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics from the worship explosion.  I cant put all of them on here but if you want to see all of them you can go to my facebook page and see them all.  I hope you enjoy them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-4752640713346239243?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4752640713346239243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=4752640713346239243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4752640713346239243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/4752640713346239243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/pics-from-worship-explosion.html' title='Pics From The Worship Explosion'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Suoz9lMTDFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CaGtNy0uNPM/s72-c/DSC00207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5162860749744889564</id><published>2009-10-28T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:56:54.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Your Vessel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SujZ9tgHWwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2c8KRSu-6SI/s1600-h/DSC00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SujZ9tgHWwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2c8KRSu-6SI/s320/DSC00141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397803807613082370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been such an awesome week. We went to minister Sunday nite at a worship explosion downtown at a small church. It was different ministries coming together for one purpose and that was to worship him in our own way. It didnt matter what u looked like, what church you were from, and didnt matter how well you did or did not dance or mime. It was all about collectively coming together to worship him in unity. The atmosphere was filled with such a sweet presence and you could feel it when you walked in. I love going out to minister at other places and to see god move in ways I never would have imagined. I am not an especially talented dancer or flagger but I give him all I have each and everytime I am dancing for him. You never know whose life it will touch and not only that it ministers to me as well. Sometimes I am dancing my way through a situation that I am dealing with and he just lets all that fall of me as I dance for him. We also finished up a workshop that Tammy was doing in Lexington, KY last nite and it was awesome. We did warfare and prophetic dance. All I can say is some things were broke last nite in the atmosphere and you could see it on everyones faces. I am truly blessed to be apart of such a ministry and I never want to grow comfortable or stale in what I do. Its all about being broke down and thrown in the fire so that he can mold me into the image he wants me to be and to be that vessel for him to use and to go wherever he says go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5162860749744889564?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5162860749744889564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5162860749744889564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5162860749744889564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5162860749744889564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-your-vessel.html' title='Im Your Vessel'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SujZ9tgHWwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2c8KRSu-6SI/s72-c/DSC00141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2691806242851704272</id><published>2009-10-24T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:12:33.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Together For One Purpose</title><content type='html'>This morning we had to practice at the church that we are going to go minister at tomorrow nite. It was a small church and they don't have much, but the atmosphere when you walk in is so sweet and you can feel his presence in there. I just love the people there and they are all about praising god and giving it all to him. Its going to be great to get together with many different groups tomorrow nite and each of us worship in our own way. Collectively worshiping together til we are one coming together for one purpose and that is to praise him with all we have. We were created to worship and we should do no less than give him are all. I am excited about tomorrow nite and I know god will do touch all of us in unexpected ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2691806242851704272?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2691806242851704272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2691806242851704272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2691806242851704272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2691806242851704272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-together-for-one-purpose.html' title='Coming Together For One Purpose'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2736156263992730366</id><published>2009-10-22T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:40:17.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does The Pain Ever Go Away?</title><content type='html'>It is never easy when u lose someone who is very close to u. There is really no words that can be spoken that will ease the pain that u feel when someone u love is gone. Does the pain ever go away? I'm not sure that it ever goes away, but we learn that god is the only answer for the pain. That doesn't mean that we still wont have moments that we want to cry about it or to grieve in some way. Everyone has their own way of grieving and there is no set time we have to have our grieving done by. God is the only one who can fill that void that is left when u lose someone. The unconditional love he has for us wraps around us like a warm blanket and holds us tight to him in his arms. I have a few friends who have lost spouses and it is hard for me to imagine how that feels, but I do know that god is the only one who can fill that void inside. He will help you through the darkness and shine his light bright so that you can find your way to him. All you have to do is say god come and fill this void in my life and show me the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2736156263992730366?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2736156263992730366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2736156263992730366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2736156263992730366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2736156263992730366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-pain-ever-go-away.html' title='Does The Pain Ever Go Away?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-708429876665601695</id><published>2009-10-14T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:41:09.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Touched Me So Much</title><content type='html'>Tammy is doing a workshop in Lexington over a few Tuesdays nites this month and a few of us are going with her. We did a women's retreat at this church earlier in the year and it touched me so much. I blogged about it earlier if u want to read it just look back and find "Childlike Excitement". Last nite was great and the ladies there are eager to learn and excited. I want to post the dance we taught them earlier this year that we also did with them at their church. It blesses me to watch it. I hope u enjoy it. &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqERcd8rtT0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqERcd8rtT0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-708429876665601695?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/708429876665601695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=708429876665601695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/708429876665601695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/708429876665601695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-touched-me-so-much.html' title='This Touched Me So Much'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7160792351750073732</id><published>2009-10-10T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T12:04:44.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments To  Be Cherished</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/StDakVULM3I/AAAAAAAAALI/TlbTaCtCybM/s1600-h/autumn+trail.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/StDakVULM3I/AAAAAAAAALI/TlbTaCtCybM/s320/autumn+trail.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391049071694394226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything to really say today except I'm glad god has placed some really great people in my life. I know anytime I need them all I have to do is call them and they are there for me. They know the same goes for me too. They are moments to be cherished with each of them as they come into my life however long god allows that to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7160792351750073732?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7160792351750073732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7160792351750073732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7160792351750073732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7160792351750073732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/moments-to-be-cherished.html' title='Moments To  Be Cherished'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/StDakVULM3I/AAAAAAAAALI/TlbTaCtCybM/s72-c/autumn+trail.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-207343644195281591</id><published>2009-10-07T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:46:29.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Co-Workers</title><content type='html'>As most of you know I have been working at my job since April and god has blessed me with it. Things have been very difficult there lately. Not the job itself but the attitude and moral that my co-workers have. I am not going to go into details about what the things are because that will only contribute to the problem. They are so focused on complaining and speaking things out about other people that it has made the atmosphere very heavy and not pleasant to work in. I try to keep my headphones on and not listen to the negativity being spoken. It gets hard sometimes. Its very easy to get caught up in it if you are not careful and don't guard yourself. All I can say is please keep my co-workers and I in prayer because it will take god to turn it around. It reminds me of the song we sing "....late in the midnite hour gods gonna turn it around...hes going to work in your favor...gods gonna turn it around and around." Oh sorry got carried away singing it....lol. I love the guys I work with and they are great people just need to have their minds renewed and definitely need god in their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-207343644195281591?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/207343644195281591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=207343644195281591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/207343644195281591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/207343644195281591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-co-workers.html' title='My Co-Workers'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8652970976242849400</id><published>2009-09-27T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:51:48.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Matter If I See ....I Believe It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sr-z6Gw8oOI/AAAAAAAAALA/dqn0UH0qUmk/s1600-h/648964805_cALy6-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sr-z6Gw8oOI/AAAAAAAAALA/dqn0UH0qUmk/s320/648964805_cALy6-M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386221490188099810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was amazing today. We did our new dance at the beginning of service. Pastor was praying for ppl to be healed today. Those of u that know me know that i have had joint pain for the past three years. Its a constant battle that doesn't go away and at times it hinders me from doing what god has called me to do. Not anymore I believe that today god has healed me so that I can continue to do what he has asked of me. We cannot walk around defeated with our heads hung. We lift our heads high and look to god and say thank you father for my healing, restoration, breakthrough, whatever it is that you are believing him for. You don't need someone to pray for you all you have to do is believe that he has done it for you and walk in the faith he has given you. So what if you don't see the results now that doesn't mean that you didn't receive it...sometimes we have to say ok god I'm willing to walk this thing out "no matter if I see it I believe it".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8652970976242849400?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8652970976242849400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8652970976242849400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8652970976242849400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8652970976242849400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-matter-if-i-see-i-believe-it.html' title='No Matter If I See ....I Believe It!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sr-z6Gw8oOI/AAAAAAAAALA/dqn0UH0qUmk/s72-c/648964805_cALy6-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2439130288699124456</id><published>2009-09-12T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:56:03.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come And See What God Has Done And Is About To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sqwmfg_LYVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xreHn9gaoBc/s1600-h/The+Vision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sqwmfg_LYVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xreHn9gaoBc/s320/The+Vision.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380717977673621842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had my first look into our new building that we are moving to. It still isn't totally finished but what has been done is nothing short of amazing. I was almost in tears as I walked in this morning because I can remember my first day at New Vision almost 3 1/2 yrs ago. I knew that was the place that god had brought me to, but I had no idea of the journey god had me purposed for. In practice this morning it was all business but I wanted to cry looking around at everyone and seeing how far we have come as a church and as a dance ministry. It is a privilege to be apart of the ministry and I do not take it for granted. I know tomorrow morning as we are up there doing flags as part of the worship service I am sure that I will have trouble holding back the tears of joy that I will be feeling just to see what god has done. The amount of lives that have already been touched is overwhelming and as I am writing this it makes me cry because I am one of the lives touched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone that lives in Louisville or surrounding area please join us at The Vision tomorrow morning for our opening day service and come celebrate with us. Don't celebrate because we have a new building but celebrate what god has done and is about to do in this city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2439130288699124456?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2439130288699124456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2439130288699124456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2439130288699124456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2439130288699124456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-and-see-what-god-has-done-and-is.html' title='Come And See What God Has Done And Is About To Do'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sqwmfg_LYVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xreHn9gaoBc/s72-c/The+Vision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8860401995498814783</id><published>2009-09-09T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:36:25.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts I Had When At Work</title><content type='html'>"Lord help me not to let idle words fall from these lips. help me to speak love and life into ppls lives. give me the wisdom to know when to be silent and when to speak. anger, frustration, sarcasm, unforgiveness, sickness, and death are not the things I want to speak. your love, mercy, grace, goodness, forgiveness, healing, and life are what my mouth will speak." Sept 2, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a new day and I have a renewed mind. I will walk, eat, drink, sleep, and breath in him in all I do. never forgetting that my light could be the only light someone may see. the love he showed me may be the only love someone who is hurting and lost may ever see. I want to always walk with my light shining in the midst of the darkness so that others may know him as I do." Sept 1, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8860401995498814783?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8860401995498814783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8860401995498814783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8860401995498814783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8860401995498814783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts-i-had-when-at-work.html' title='Thoughts I Had When At Work'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5249704010887660377</id><published>2009-08-16T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:24:44.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Going To Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SoivrMmdltI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NXYcNJSLhaE/s1600-h/DSCN0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SoivrMmdltI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NXYcNJSLhaE/s320/DSCN0714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735712291100370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we can be so busy and wrapped in our own lives and the problems that we have and we don't see the hurting people around us. I know myself as a single mom that I have days that are stressful and not sure how I am going to get through that day. I find myself not paying attention to things around me because I get selfish and caught up in my own lil world that I don't see the hurt around me. My daughter said something in the car today that made me think to what pastor has been talking about. She saw a man holding a sign at the side of the road and he was in not so nice looking clothes and trying to get someone to help him. This is how the conversation went between my two daughters: Olivia: Natalie if that guy is homeless how was he able to make that sign? Natalie: I don't know maybe he borrowed a pen from someone and dug the cardboard out of the trash. Olivia: No Natalie how did he get the pen to write that on there. Natalie: He probably borrowed it from someone. Olivia: Ewww I wouldn't give him a pen hes homeless. Natalie: Why its just a pen why wouldn't you give it to him? Olivia: Because hes homeless and a bad person. Natalie: Just because hes homeless doesn't make him a bad person it just means he doesn't have a place to live. Olivia: Oh ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was appalled at my own child's reaction but in society today people who are homeless, drug addicts, alcoholics, murderers,etc..are looked upon as dirty filthy and we are not to have anything to do with them. Is that how we are going to react when our church aisles are filled with prostitutes who may still dress like a prostitute. What are you going to do when one sits by you and your husband. Are you going to give them the cold and unloving hello and make a face at them or are you going to show the love of Jesus to them and greet them like you would one of your own family members? What if a homeless person comes and sits next to you and they smell like they have layed in garbage for days. Are you going to get up and move or are you going to extend the love that was extended to you when you walked in the church doors? What are you going to do when someone who is drugged up and liquored up sits next to you and they cant even keep themselves sat up straight in a chair and they happen to lean over on you a little bit? Are you going to help them sit up and extend the love acceptance and forgiveness our church is about or are you going to get up and move and sit somewhere else. What is it your going to do when no matter where you turn you see people of those kinds sitting everywhere in our church? You were once lost just as they are and needed the love of Jesus. Get ready church because a day is coming when our church is going to be filled with people such as that and we have to be ready to love and accept them as they are and show them that Jesus can forgive them and wants to make them a new person and that he loves them and wants to wrap his arms around them.  GET READY its coming and what are you going to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5249704010887660377?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5249704010887660377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5249704010887660377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5249704010887660377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5249704010887660377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-are-you-going-to-do.html' title='What Are You Going To Do?'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SoivrMmdltI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NXYcNJSLhaE/s72-c/DSCN0714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-154458323424661864</id><published>2009-07-19T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:56:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cant Hardly Wait!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am very excited about going to Tennessee with a few of the ladies from W.O.W. It will be a great time for us to get away and just have fun and not have to worry about ministering somewhere. This will be our first trip like this together and I cant hardly wait. For some reason no one seems to want to sleep in same bed as me...lol. Its an inside thing with the ladies haha. No matter what we decide to do when we are there it will be nice to spend some time to get closer to one another and just have fun. I'm sure you all will be seeing lots of pics on facebook or myspace from our trip. Just say a prayer for us to have a safe and fun trip and we will miss our church family while we are away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-154458323424661864?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/154458323424661864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=154458323424661864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/154458323424661864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/154458323424661864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-hardly-wait.html' title='I Cant Hardly Wait!!!!!!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6839886977000151266</id><published>2009-07-05T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:37:36.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Years Ago....Now Look What God Has Done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SlEAi4hnXiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RMRkBuHK3Ds/s1600-h/525507919_9to3t-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355062031209160226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SlEAi4hnXiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RMRkBuHK3Ds/s320/525507919_9to3t-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SlEAirtLvhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KAqeAk19iow/s1600-h/530812539_HRjy7-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355062027768020498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SlEAirtLvhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KAqeAk19iow/s320/530812539_HRjy7-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago when Tammy started W.O.W. god had given her a vision of what she was to do. I have seen this group grow from 7 ladies to what we are today. Not only do we have Wings of Worship but also Called To Silence and Driven To Destiny which is going to be the newest addition to W.O.W. There are only a few of us that are from the original core group. Others have moved on to other things god has for them. We have had some new people join and to see the excitement on their faces and soaking everything up like a sponge is refreshing. God has assembled us from all walks of life and abilities. We are not like any other dance ministry out there. God takes what we have and uses to his glory and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew three years ago what this ministry would do or who it would touch. We have only scratched the surface of what god has in store for us. I am constantly reminded of how blessed I am to be apart of what god is doing and in awe of how he uses someone like me who has no special ability or talent but a heart to worship. That's really what are group is about. We each have a heart of worship and we live it out everyday. I am blessed to know each of the ladies and guys that are apart of this ministry and call each of them sister and brother. Please continue to keep us in your prayers as we step into the next phase of what god has for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6839886977000151266?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6839886977000151266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6839886977000151266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6839886977000151266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6839886977000151266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-years-agonow-look-what-god-has.html' title='Three Years Ago....Now Look What God Has Done.'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SlEAi4hnXiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RMRkBuHK3Ds/s72-c/525507919_9to3t-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-8317405792393479192</id><published>2009-06-25T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:03:19.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering The Consequences</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SkQQHJ0qqRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T3GCyqila0s/s1600-h/DSCN0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SkQQHJ0qqRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T3GCyqila0s/s320/DSCN0718.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351419972304939282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been reflecting back on some of the choices and decisions I have made and have found that I did not always make the right ones. I have had to suffer some consequences for a few of those wrong ones I have made. I didn't ask god why I was going thru some of the things that I was because he led me back to the time when I made those choices and said I gave you a free will to choose as you will. Sometimes we want to blame god or even the devil for the things that we go thru. When really its just us suffering the consequences for the choices we made. There are times that god doesn't have us go thru the consequences but that doesn't mean its ok for us to continue to make the wrong choices. He wants us to learn from it and grow in him. If we never suffer the consequences then how will we ever be able to testify of gods love, mercy, and grace that he has given to us. If you find that you continue to keep making the same bad choices then its time to ask god what it is you need to do to change that pattern of thinking. We have to constantly renew our minds so that we have the mind of Christ. Not to say I will never make another bad decision but that I will always strive to do his will. In every choice I make I want to be sure that I am in line with the word of god and that I follow the path he has laid out for me. If we never suffer the consequences how will we ever learn to make the right choices and let god show us the right way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-8317405792393479192?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8317405792393479192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=8317405792393479192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8317405792393479192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/8317405792393479192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/06/suffering-consequences.html' title='Suffering The Consequences'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SkQQHJ0qqRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T3GCyqila0s/s72-c/DSCN0718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6249478802917499426</id><published>2009-06-07T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:15:29.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Blinked And She Was Grown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sixl4ZtmVeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xBXx2m3I_1M/s1600-h/DSC00043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sixl4ZtmVeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xBXx2m3I_1M/s320/DSC00043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344758877431158242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mom we strive to raise our children the best we know how to do. I have raised both my girls to be godly women and tried to instill in them the love of god and to listen to god and follow what he has planned for their life. It seems only yesterday that I held Natalie for the first time in the hospital and I remember thinking thank you god for this precious gift that you have allowed me to look after. She is a beautiful girl and is very smart and I know that god will use her in ways that she would never think of. She has many talents and I know that god will have her use them for his glory. Natalie has for many years been writing here own poetry, stories, and has been trying to finish a book. She has many more talents that are too numerous to say, but I know that god will put them to use. As parents sometimes we cant wait for our kids to grow up and to become adults, but then when the time finally comes we wish that we still had more time with them being young. Natalie graduated High School this past Wednesday and I was very proud of her for accomplishing that. Their are many kids these days who do not and I am glad that she did well in school and actually liked it as well. My sister and I were trying to video tape and take pictures and at one point her and I started to cry because we both realized at that point she was no longer my little girl. I blinked and she was grown. Thats what it is a blink of an eye with our children. Natalie I love you and I am very proud of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6249478802917499426?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6249478802917499426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6249478802917499426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6249478802917499426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6249478802917499426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-blinked-and-she-was-grown.html' title='I Blinked And She Was Grown'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sixl4ZtmVeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xBXx2m3I_1M/s72-c/DSC00043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1866024115190446086</id><published>2009-05-29T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:35:46.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Is So Much Richer</title><content type='html'>I have to say this has definitely been a week to remember. As you all know my dad had quad heart bypass surgery this past Tuesday. He is doing great now and his recovery is moving along very well. I want to thank everyone for their prayers and phone calls to check on me and my family. I may not have alot of money but god has definitely made my life richer with the people he has surrounded me with. I go to the greatest church ever and the staff and people I go to church with are such a blessing. The phone calls and prayers over the phone was so awesome and I cant thank everyone enough. Kendra was the one who kept me grounded thru this. She may not think what she did was significant but she was a blessing and I love very much for all she did. God has brought me through some very difficult times and he has never let me down and this time was no different. He was there with me through it all. So no matter what it is you face in life know that god is always there with you even when you may not feel like he is there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1866024115190446086?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1866024115190446086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1866024115190446086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1866024115190446086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1866024115190446086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-life-is-so-much-richer.html' title='My Life Is So Much Richer'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-1344231602724635492</id><published>2009-05-24T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:39:26.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Never Lets Me Down And He Never Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Shm9Yg2WmUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/89VX_ssMGlo/s1600-h/DSCN0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Shm9Yg2WmUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/89VX_ssMGlo/s320/DSCN0693.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339507062056851778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a week that I never expected to have. It was rough week at work just because we had alot to do and it was hot, but I found out some news that I never expected to hear. My mother called me on Thursday and told me that my dad had a stress test done and they found some damage at the bottom of his heart. They wanted him to go for a heart cauterization on Friday morning so they could see exactly what it was. When they looked at it they said that he has blocked arteries that has caused the blood flow to this heart to be very slow. It has caused him over time to be very short of breath and not to be able to do things like he wants to. My dad and I have had some issues in past because of my stupidity at a younger age of not wanting to listen (I get that from him by the way) to him and caused us to fight alot. I love my dad very much and have grown so much closer to him and my mom after I became a parent myself. They have so much wisdom to give and have taken alot of it to heart. Its never easy to see your parents sick and getting older. I know that god has my dad in his hands no matter the outcome. He is to have surgery Tuesday morning and they will do a quadruple bypass surgery. He said that either the Dr will be able to fix it or he will get to go home to heaven that much sooner. He is right about that, but it is still hard to see him have to go thru all of this. God has blessed me with such a great circle of friends that I appreciate more than I could ever tell them. They have been lifting my dad up in prayer and my family and are there when I need them. God has never let me down and he never will. Its never an easy thing to go thru seeing a loved one go thru a sickness of any kind, but knowing god is in control gives me the peace that I need to get thru it all. Just keep my dad and family in prayer. No matter the outcome of what happens my dad will be fine either way. I would rather him be here with me and healthy, but if it is his time to go I know he will be in heaven with the father and that gives me all the peace and joy that I could ever need. Love ya Pop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-1344231602724635492?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1344231602724635492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=1344231602724635492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1344231602724635492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/1344231602724635492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-never-lets-me-down.html' title='God Never Lets Me Down And He Never Will'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Shm9Yg2WmUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/89VX_ssMGlo/s72-c/DSCN0693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6621688155058933142</id><published>2009-04-28T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:25:22.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Door Was Opened Unexpectedly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SfdYFAFYK7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ncl39Wh_btk/s1600-h/desert.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SfdYFAFYK7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ncl39Wh_btk/s320/desert.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329825526961417138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know I have been without a job since October of last year. When that happened I prayed that god would shut every door that I was to walk into except for the one he had purposed for me to walk through. I have always kept a positive outlook on not having a job this long. I have had my private moments where I was asking god how long do I have to wait, but he reminded me that I am to wait on him. I knew that in his timing I would have the right one. I have been diligent in looking but til now nothing had come about so I waited. Last Thursday I put an application online to a company and then left a message on their machine on Thursday and Friday both. I called back yesterday someone answered the phone told them who I was and why I was calling. They said the position had already been filled. I didn't let that discourage me I just thanked god for another door that had closed that I wasn't to go through, so I thought. This morning I received a phone call from the very man that told me the position had been filled and he asked if I was still interested in it. He then proceeded to tell me all about the information I needed to know about the job. Now if any of you have ever applied to a temporary agency before you all know that they do not send you to a place sight unseen they make you come in fill out all the paperwork check you background and make you take a drug test. It didn't happen that way for me. It had to be the Favor of God (FOG). He said that he wanted me if I had time today to go to the place where I was to be working and meet the Warehouse Manager. I said sure that I had time today to meet him there. This is just does not happen with temp agencies. I got off the phone thanking god for his favor and the job that he brought to me. Now keep in mind I hadn't been told I had the job but in my spirit I knew that this was the one he had for me. I met Greg at the Warehouse and he took me aside before introducing me to Tom the Warehouse Manager and was asking me a few questions. He was impressed at the work experience I had and that I had worked at UPS before and was a frontline Supervisor there. He had worked for UPS for 11yrs himself the last two years he was there he worked in Human Resources. So he knew what type of person it took to be a supervisor and that impressed him. I had a chance to speak to Tom and he was telling me about the position and then asked if I had any questions for him and I said no I don't. He said well are you interested in the position and can you start tomorrow morning at 9am? I said yes I am interested and I will be here in the morning. At that moment I felt this heavy burden be lifted off of me. I knew at that moment that god had placed me there. I want to encourage those of you out there that may not have a job or it maybe that your waiting on an answer from god about something. Don't ever get discouraged or give up. You hold fast and wait on god and do all that you know you can do but leave the rest to god. His timing is different than ours and he knows what is best for us. God knew what I needed and at the time I needed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-6621688155058933142?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6621688155058933142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=6621688155058933142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6621688155058933142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/6621688155058933142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/04/door-was-opened-unexpectedly.html' title='The Door Was Opened Unexpectedly'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SfdYFAFYK7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ncl39Wh_btk/s72-c/desert.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2455914259176814224</id><published>2009-04-27T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:11:02.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Words We Speak Into Peoples Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SfXzl6abSXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/S8CdZ92fyW8/s1600-h/bday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SfXzl6abSXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/S8CdZ92fyW8/s320/bday+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329433566723656050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently had a good friend of mine to move away to another state. When he and I had met I was unaware of the problems he was facing in his life. I got too quickly involved with him and soon learned that there were some things that he needed to work out and to get his life straight. We did not date anymore after that but have remained good friends and I tried to be there when he needed to talk to me. He had an opportunity to move to another state with his job so he took it and wanted a fresh start. He is working on getting the mess he left behind straightened out and putting it behind him. He said to me "Barb your a special lady and you have opened my eyes to alot of the things that I have been doing and I want to thank you for that". Sometimes we don't know the influence we have on other people. I know I didn't realize the impact I had made in his life. I am just me and try to live my life the way I know god would want me to. I never knew how much he listened to what I said until that moment. There were times we would talk for hours by text or he would call me when he was having a rough time. I didn't always have an answer for him but I would listen and pray about it. The words that come out of our mouths should never tear someone down but always help to build them up. If there is something that needs to be said then you do it with love and respect. I will miss him very much and he and I will always be friends and I pray for him everyday that god will help him on his road ahead. Please keep him in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2455914259176814224?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2455914259176814224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2455914259176814224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2455914259176814224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2455914259176814224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/04/words-we-speak-into-peoples-lives.html' title='The Words We Speak Into Peoples Lives'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SfXzl6abSXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/S8CdZ92fyW8/s72-c/bday+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2299081348466672483</id><published>2009-04-20T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:46:05.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childlike Excitement</title><content type='html'>This past weekend a few of the ladies and I went with Tammy to help her with a dance workshop she was doing in Lexington, KY. I have to say I walked away from this weekend changed and touched by some of the people I met. The church were the workshop was held at has a broad spectrum of people such as our own church. They have a large number of exceptional adults who have disabilities of varying degrees. The sweetest people you will ever meet. One in particular touched my life this weekend. Her name was Barbara just like mine. I was her buddy for the weekend. Most people would look at her and not want to pay her any mind or attention, but I took the time to listen to whatever it was she had to say. When she smiled it made you want to smile back. We were teaching the ladies at the workshop a dance that they were going to be able to minister in front of their church on Sunday morning. Tammy chose a few of the ladies to do some flags at a point in the dance. Barbara was fascinated by the flags just like a little child would be. She wanted so much to be able to wave the flags. When we came back on Saturday morning to continue the workshop Barbara had asked Tammy if she could put the cd on so she could listen to it and wave the flags to it. Tammy smiled and told her yes and left her there to do it. No one was watching her because we were all over on the other side eating breakfast. I happen to peep around and see her standing there on the stage with the flags with the biggest smile on her face. She said "Barbara you see me...you see me...I'm doing the flags. I smiled back and said yes I do. She wanted so much to do them in the dance and wanted me to ask Tammy if she could do them I told her I would ask for her. So much was going on in the room I didn't say anything right away and Tammy knew already what Barbara wanted without me asking. She walks up to Tammy and says "Tammy she want to ask you sumting". It was so childlike and so sweet we smiled and laughed. Not at her but at her innocence and excitement to want to wave those flags. That's how it should be with us every time we worship god. We need to come with that childlike excitement wanting to praise him with everything we have in us. I learned alot just from that moment with Barbara. I want to come before him with the childlike excitement to praise him and not be inhibited by what others think. No matter how silly it looks I should want to praise him with everything I have in me and not let anyone stop me. When the Sunday service was over Tammy told Barbara that we had something for her. She gave her an old flag that we don't use for her to have. She smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen and gave Tammy a hug and said thank you. I will never forget that look on her face as she walked out with her flag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2299081348466672483?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2299081348466672483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2299081348466672483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2299081348466672483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2299081348466672483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/04/childlike-excitement.html' title='Childlike Excitement'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-2996153407012138760</id><published>2009-04-09T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:43:51.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face To Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sd6H6a9ncQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/reKKLpVuLg0/s1600-h/DSC00199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sd6H6a9ncQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/reKKLpVuLg0/s320/DSC00199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322841247338426626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately god has allowed me to be face to face with my past. I wish I could say that I have handled it good, but I did not. I have had to do some repenting for my actions and felt like the worst christian in the world for my actions. I felt as if I had let god down. We all make mistakes its how we get up and dust ourselves off and keep going that counts. I know god has forgiven me for my actions...its just alot harder to forgive yourself for them. If he remembers them no more than we need to say it was a mistake and hope that someone can learn from my mistake. I was telling a friend the other day as we were eating that what you go through in life and the hardships you have is not for you, its for that person who sits out in the congregation watching you, that person you work with, or just someone you may meet out that god brings by your way. Its for those people that we go through what we do so that god can use us to bring them to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-2996153407012138760?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2996153407012138760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=2996153407012138760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2996153407012138760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/2996153407012138760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/04/face-to-face.html' title='Face To Face'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/Sd6H6a9ncQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/reKKLpVuLg0/s72-c/DSC00199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7441572173502036755</id><published>2009-03-21T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:36:23.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burger King Has A Whole New Meaning After Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/ScWH6yorcrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gwad04iS6ng/s1600-h/401219984_NYeto-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/ScWH6yorcrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gwad04iS6ng/s320/401219984_NYeto-M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315804379275293362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a discussion today with a great friend today in the middle of Burger King and we laughed and cried the whole time we were there.  We mostly cried but not because we were sad.  We were looking back at the awesome things that god has brought us thru and where we are at now.  We were both affected by an individual that Im sure never thought she would be where she is at today.  I had told my friend that I have had lots of people in my life that call themselves friends but actually they just used me for what they could get from me and suck the life out of me.  God had to break down and remove me from those people and has placed such an awesome circle of friends on whom I can count on to pray for me and with me whenever I need them any day or time.  I am so blessed and thankful that god has placed these people around me.  I love each and everyone of them and love all the different quirks of their personalities.  You ladies know who you are and I want to say that I am so truly blessed by each of you and seeing what god has been doing in your lives.  It has changed my life by knowing each of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7441572173502036755?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7441572173502036755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7441572173502036755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7441572173502036755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7441572173502036755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/03/burger-king-has-whole-new-meaning-after.html' title='Burger King Has A Whole New Meaning After Today!'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/ScWH6yorcrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gwad04iS6ng/s72-c/401219984_NYeto-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-7005884099878673382</id><published>2009-03-14T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:11:16.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abundantly And Overflowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SbxHTNVjy7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/u5z2IP1mGbs/s1600-h/falls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SbxHTNVjy7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/u5z2IP1mGbs/s320/falls.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313200055713516466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been doing so many wonderful things in the people I care about most and I try not to stop and ask why god arent you doing that for me to.  I have come to know that god has something different in store for me as long as I hold fast to the promises he has given me and keep my eyes ahead and not look back.  It has been hard being without a job for all these months now and not being able to support my girls the way I would like to.  I know that he is shutting all the doors that I am not to go into so that I can clearly see the door that is open when the time is right.  We always want everything now in our way and our timing instead of keeping our eyes forward and  moving when he says to move and standing still when he says stop and listen to me for a while.  &lt;br /&gt;I pray that you never lose focus on the promise that god has given you and that he blesses you with the overflow.  Not just to have enough but to have abundantly and overflowing that you cant contain it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-7005884099878673382?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7005884099878673382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=7005884099878673382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7005884099878673382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/7005884099878673382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/03/abundantly-and-overflowing.html' title='Abundantly And Overflowing'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p5gF6n3FTfg/SbxHTNVjy7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/u5z2IP1mGbs/s72-c/falls.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-745991739475790178</id><published>2009-02-23T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:22:10.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Ahead Of Us</title><content type='html'>I feel so refreshed and charged after yesterday. It has been a long process learning this dance god also was doing a new thing in our group as well. We have had some ladies leave cause god moved them to other things and we have had some new ones join and few come back that were with us before. God is doing such an awesome thing with our group and it amazes me to see how he far we have come. Yesterday when we ministered our new dance it was all god. We work very hard to learn the dances that we minister. We had a rough few weeks prior to ministering this dance. Few of the ladies became ill and Angela went into labor on Saturday and had her baby so we had to adjust the dance a bit. I think god allows things to happen so that we don't get too comfortable and lazy. He wants us to depend on him and when it comes time to minister it is all about him. It was truly a god thing yesterday when we danced. I was so excited about it all week and when I got to church yesterday morning I felt a stirring in my spirit. First service was a lil shaky but it turned out good. The second service was a lil different. We knew we would dance during the offering but god changed it up a bit on us. Pastor had us do before offering. It was amazing the atmosphere in the place and u could feel his presence so strong. By the time we were done ministering all of us were shaking and weak kneed from his presence being so strong. It was awesome! It was all about him and not about us. We have grown so much as a group and we will continue to as god is refining us. Like pastor said yesterday we are walking thru life and we need to look at what god has ahead and not at what is behind us. We still make mistakes and we always will, but its not about perfection its about obedience and willingness to move when he says move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZxJpofdWNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZxJpofdWNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-745991739475790178?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/745991739475790178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=745991739475790178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/745991739475790178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/745991739475790178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/02/road-ahead-of-us.html' title='The Road Ahead Of Us'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-5303401881648346510</id><published>2009-02-17T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:42:43.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant Wait Til Sunday</title><content type='html'>Last nites dance practice was great.  We were all tired but we kept doing it over and over so that when we minister this dance on sunday it will be affective.  Up til now my favorite dance we have done has been mercy seat cause that one spoke to my spirit.  I have to say that this dance will rank right up there with that one.  I cant wait til we are able to minister it at church sunday.  Its a lil different than what everyone is used to seeing us do cause we have so many different elements we are using in the dance and have to transition quickly without dropping them or drawing attention.  My prayer is that this dance ministers to people as we do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3157670109464567049-5303401881648346510?l=bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5303401881648346510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3157670109464567049&amp;postID=5303401881648346510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5303401881648346510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3157670109464567049/posts/default/5303401881648346510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbasblurbs.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-wait-til-sunday.html' title='Cant Wait Til Sunday'/><author><name>Barb Wick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243544209302136463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNHXFcib9a8/TnjNH-sAbhI/AAAAAAAAAOk/txcxCUvwP1s/s220/dance%2Bpic.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3157670109464567049.post-6807607546154993833</id><published>2009-02-10T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:10:25.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How God Brings Things Together For His Glory</title><content type='html'>God never seizes to amaze me by how he brings things together and he gets all the glory.  I love being apart of the dance ministry and within the ministry Tammy decided to have a small group of people she wanted to be able to be available at a moments notice, that could come up with a dance on a moments notice, and to be willing to go when needed to minister at church or other places.  There are five of us who are in what we call the "911 group", we still dont have a name for it yet, and this past sunday was our first opportunity to do such a dance.  We got together on saturday morning and put the dance together in less than two hours.  We did the dance on sunday morning for both services.  I have to say the first service we messed up a bit but it was still good.  The second service god brought it all together and the glory was all for him not us.  Each of us in that group live each and everyday in worship.  We dont just do it for attention it is our calling and passion.  We genuinely want to see peoples lives changed.  And we all know it isnt because we are talented it because we are obedient to what he has asked us to do.  Our pray each and everytime we dance is that god touches peoples lives and that they dont see us that they see him thru us.  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