<?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-756466651412605004</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:55:31.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kendra's Purpose</title><subtitle type='html'>God created me for a purpose.  It is my honor to seek Him for guidance and direction to fulfill that purpose.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-3297434790797524133</id><published>2010-06-20T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:59:54.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today begins a new day. A New journey. Every day is a journey, but today is different. Today Dennis and I being a new journey God has asked us to go on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exciting! But, what is excitement?&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. to arouse or stir up the emotions or feelings of: to excite a person to anger; actions that excited his father's wrath.&lt;br /&gt;2. to arouse or stir up (emotions or feelings): to excite jealousy or hatred.&lt;br /&gt;3. to cause; awaken: to excite interest or curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;4. to stir to action; provoke or stir up: to excite a dog by baiting him.&lt;br /&gt;5. Physiology . to stimulate: to excite a nerve.&lt;br /&gt;6. Electricity . to supply with electricity for producing electric activity or a magnetic field: to excite a dynamo.&lt;br /&gt;7. Physics . to raise (an atom, molecule, etc.) to an excited state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Excitement is scary; there is an unknown element to it. But, God tells us we have nothing to fear. When He asks us to do something He also equips us with the ability to accomplish what He asks us to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be where God wants me to be. I want to walk with excitement and be filled with joy on the journey He takes me on. I am going to stop and smell the roses and not rush to the finish line. That is the most exciting part. He wants to show me new things and I will miss them if I rush ahead of Him. I will not rush, I will not get impatient, I will not fear. I will walk the walk He intended for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants to raise me to a new place. He wants to stimulate part of my spirit I never knew existed. I am going to let Him stir up any emotion I have so I can be all He wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for taking me out of my comfort zone so you can do a new work in me and through me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-3297434790797524133?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/3297434790797524133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=3297434790797524133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3297434790797524133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3297434790797524133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-journey.html' title='New Journey'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-3954631453556683393</id><published>2009-02-06T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:32:02.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry to say my sweet daughter is going through a very difficult time.  She has finally made the big break.  She broke off her relationship with a person that was just not good for her.  I am heartbroken for her, but so proud of her all at the same time.  What strenght it takes to admit someone you care about is not right for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for God in this whole thing.  He gives us all we need.  He is giving her all she needs.  This includes a really good friend...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mama Duck&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-3954631453556683393?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/3954631453556683393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=3954631453556683393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3954631453556683393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3954631453556683393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2009/02/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-522208477993750191</id><published>2009-01-05T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:29:19.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe 2008 is gone.  Where does the time go?  Life is passing by at an alarming rate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was so faithful in 2008.  My Life Focus was boundaries.  He did not fail me for one second.  I can't believe the doormat I have been my whole life.  For some strange reason I thought I had to be.  Now that I understand what it means to have boundaries I realize how neglectful I have been my whole life.  When I say neglectful, I mean to myself.  God clearly showed me being a Christian does not equal doormat.  Jesus was never a doormat.  He stood up for what was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really amazed how much easier it to have good boundaries when you seek God in all you do.  I also was amazed by the words He put in my mouth to stand up for myself.  There were times when something came out of my mouth and I had to ask myself, was that me?  My family did the same thing.  I was so proud of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;, but more importantly I am glad I am beginning to live the life God intended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 Life Focus is treating my body as God's Temple.  I feel like it is a mountain of a goal, but I KNOW my Awesome God will be faithful.  I want to be everything He wants me to be and I can't do that when I am not being healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray God will give you a Life Focus for this year.  The past several years have been so powerful when I seek Him for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chaining&lt;/span&gt; my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-522208477993750191?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/522208477993750191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=522208477993750191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/522208477993750191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/522208477993750191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009!'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-4799138533904506623</id><published>2008-11-16T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:30:00.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A God Sent Friend</title><content type='html'>I have been praying for years for God to send me a friend that I can really trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not had good luck in this area of my life. Well, luck didn't have anything to do with it. I had no boundaries and needy people were attracted to me. I believe it was the door mat I had written on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy God has answered my prayer. I feel so blessed to call mamaduck my friend. I can trust her and talk to her about anything. She is so real! She encourages me and rebukes me. Both are so important from a close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was teaching DOK today and we were talking about building a relationship with God. The more time you spend with Him the more you get to know Him. This made me realize that is what is happening with me and mamduck. God has given us some very special days together the past few weeks and we have learn so much about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to have a balanced friendship. I love to do thing for her and she does so much for me. Even though we are at very difference stages of life we still relate so well. I am totally in love with her children. I would give them all the world if I could. But, I will give them all the love they are willing to take instead. Dennis loves them too! They are the most precious family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of the mother mamaduck is. She does it all on her own and her children are just wonderful. She has such faith. Her hardships have made her even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray God will bring you a friend like He has brought me. Thank you Jesus! You knew just what I needed in a friend, she was so worth the wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-4799138533904506623?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/4799138533904506623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=4799138533904506623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/4799138533904506623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/4799138533904506623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-sent-friend.html' title='A God Sent Friend'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-4280321729349115092</id><published>2008-11-12T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:19:49.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't I just be a Martha?</title><content type='html'>God has spoken very clearly me to me over the last week.  He used my precious friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mamaduck&lt;/span&gt; and my wonderful husband.  His Word is falling on my like a brick wall, and I must say I DO NOT LIKE IT.  Friday night I even acted like a child about the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know the story of Martha and her sister Mary I will briefly explain.  Jesus and his crew (possible 70+) show up at Martha's house in Bethany.  Martha lives up to her name she is a real Martha Stewart (can I get a Go Martha?)  She is in the kitchen preparing a feast, only the best for The Messiah!  Martha realizes she can't find her sister Mary anywhere.  Scripture tells us Martha finds her at the feet of Jesus.  Now I am not saying I wouldn't want to sit at the feet of Jesus, but I can relate to Martha, if Jesus is at my house I would want everything to be perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continues with an angry Martha.  This is the conversation between Martha and Jesus in Luke 10: "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?  Tell her to help me!"  "Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.  &lt;strong&gt;Mary&lt;/strong&gt; has chosen what is &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt;, and it will not be taken away from her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine being Martha?  I couldn't believe it at first.  How could Jesus respond like this to a woman that is killing herself to prepare a feast for Him?  Well, God has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;convicted&lt;/span&gt; me.  Yes, it hurts in the most painful way.  I love being a Martha.  I love having parties, pampering people, making them feel special.  If you know me and you have been to my house, you know what I am saying.  I LOVE TO SPOIL PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having my baby fit telling my husband I don't want to be a Mary, I like being Martha!  Yes, I acted like a &lt;strong&gt;big baby&lt;/strong&gt;.  God has shown me what it means to be a Mary.  I love it.  I have spent more time at the feet of Jesus in the last week.  I am so glad God commanded me to sit at His Son's feet.  There is not place I would rather be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I will always be a Martha.  God didn't create me any other way.  But, with His help &lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt; going to find the balance between the two.  But, most importantly I am going to spend all the time &lt;strong&gt;I NEED&lt;/strong&gt; at the feet of my Precious Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those Martha's out there, try being a Mary and sit at the feet of Jesus, you won't be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-4280321729349115092?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/4280321729349115092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=4280321729349115092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/4280321729349115092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/4280321729349115092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-cant-i-just-be-martha.html' title='Why can&apos;t I just be a Martha?'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-5575883329019781356</id><published>2008-11-03T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:40:38.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time of Gleaning</title><content type='html'>It is amazing to me that life can go from everything is just about perfect, to total change in such a short period of time.  I miss perfect!  So I feel like Ruth when she was gleaning the wheat field waiting for something better to come along.  It seems every aspect of my life is changing.  Why can't it be just one area at a time? I am fully aware that God has me in fire to refine me yet again.  I was just not ready for the heat. &lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I just hope I can be refine quickly so I can get some peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have a job that I loved, not it is far from me loving it.  I am praying for God to give me joy in a very unhappy situation.  I feel very lost and without direction.  I am patiently waiting this one out.  Even though I would love to look for something new.  I know God has something planned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say things with my daughter are going much better.  When I met her on her terms in opened up the door for some amazing conversation.  Of course communication is always the first step to understanding where a person is coming from.  I am so happy to announce she has decided to wait 3 year to get married!  Praise God, not only did she hear what I was saying, but she listened too!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I heard God tell me "without vision people parish".  I have been chewing on that all day.  So God, please show me the vision you want me to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have debated about sharing this last area, but I think it is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;biggest&lt;/span&gt; joy robber.  So, I am asking for prayers.  I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afflicted&lt;/span&gt; with not only back pain, but pain in all my joints.  Even my ribs.  I can't stand for my husband to even touch me anywhere near my ribs.  This pain is also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accompanied&lt;/span&gt; by fatigue.  Along, with prayer I am taking control of the situation myself.  I am walking everyday (even if my back is hurting) I am taking a sleeping pill every night so I get a good night sleep and I can tolerate my c-pap.  Last but not least, I am drinking water and cutting back on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt;.  Please pray with me that all of the above will get me feeling like myself again.  I like to be busy and I just don't have it in me to busy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-5575883329019781356?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/5575883329019781356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=5575883329019781356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/5575883329019781356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/5575883329019781356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-of-gleaning.html' title='A Time of Gleaning'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-2286725239720449321</id><published>2008-10-16T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:47:20.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Dress</title><content type='html'>OK today was the day.  Doodle and I went wedding dress shopping.  There are so many things I could say, but the most important things is this:  I am really glad I was able to do this with her.  We have an appointment to try dresses on next Tuesday.  I am looking forward to see her in a dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They set a date.  October 24, 2009.  DEER HUNTING SEASON.  Dennis is not happy at all! He is upset about the whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-2286725239720449321?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/2286725239720449321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=2286725239720449321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/2286725239720449321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/2286725239720449321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/10/wedding-dress.html' title='Wedding Dress'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-3552478836341649802</id><published>2008-10-15T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:05:22.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boundaries</title><content type='html'>My big goal/prayer in life has been boundaries.  I knew what it meant, but I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; know idea how to make them.  Prayer is amazing and God never lets us down.  I have been so amazed and very thankful that He is showing me everything I need to know.  I am about share what He has taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I believed this lie;  it is rude to stand up for yourself.  I thought "turn the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cheek&lt;/span&gt;" was the "right" thing to do.  The Bible really tells us something very different.  When did Jesus say "turn the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cheek&lt;/span&gt;"?  Never!  What a lie I told myself.  The pages of the new testament are filled with stories of Jesus doing just the opposite.  Jesus was not a door mat and He has shown me He doesn't want me to be one either.  Why did it have to take 40 years to figure that out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next thing I learned is I only have 24 hours a day.  I can't continue to fit 30 hours in a day.  I can't continue to burn the candle at both ends and in the middle.  Now don't get me wrong, I will always be a busy person.  That is just how I am.  I am happy being busy.  What I am beginning to learn is I have to seek God's direction on what He wants me to do in the 24 hours He gives me.  I feel less stressed doing the things God wants me to do and not all the things I THINK I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boundaries mean I DON'T HAVE TO BE PERFECT!  Yes, I said it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love people.  Just love to love on people.  But, there is only one of me.  I want to help and love all the people I can.  How am supposed to decide who I can and can't spend time with?  Guess what?  I don't have to.  My God is doing that for me.  I have found there are a lot of people that like to talk about what they need/want to do.  Or what they know they should do.  Well, God is showing me the people that get off the couch are the people that are ready to make a life change.  I am going to spending my time on people that are not sitting on the couch waiting.  My life would not have changed if I sat on the couch talking about changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has also taught me that I don't have to do it myself.  He brings people in to my life that help me do His work.  Oh, how I love my God!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boundaries!  They are a good thing!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-3552478836341649802?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/3552478836341649802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=3552478836341649802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3552478836341649802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3552478836341649802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/10/boundaries.html' title='Boundaries'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-3168333361078854858</id><published>2008-10-08T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:17:54.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother-Daughter Time</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of those days I wouldn't change.  I woke up with a terrible headache, went to work and couldn't get a thing done.  I went home and I had the house all to myself.  Boy, had I not had a headache I would have been in Heaven.  Anyway, when my daughter got home from work I had the most precious time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; her.   We have always enjoyed mother-daughter time.  We watched a good chick flick and just hung out.  It reminded me of my sweet little girl.  She was so wonderful and so attentive.  I so needed that time with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, I can't even begin to tell you how many time her phone buzzed.  How annoying!  Can anyone just turn a cell phone off for awhile.  I know I am as guilty as the next person.  Just every once in awhile it would be so nice to be excluded from the whole world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finally able to talk to Doodle, my daughter, about wedding dress shopping.  It went really well.  She said she didn't think I was interested in going.  I told her even though I have concerns about the marriage, doesn't mean I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;' want to share the wedding with her.  I am very thankful from my friends advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-3168333361078854858?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/3168333361078854858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=3168333361078854858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3168333361078854858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/3168333361078854858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/10/mother-daughter-time.html' title='Mother-Daughter Time'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756466651412605004.post-7901018585751029424</id><published>2008-10-07T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:18:53.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog</title><content type='html'>Well this is my first blog, so here we go! God has blessed with two of the most amazing women and I am trying to keep up with them. So I find myself blogging. I am not sure about it yet, but I think I can get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a very busy year. Well actually, I have had a real busy life. I find myself trying to fit in everything I can. I am not sure why I always feel like I don't have enough time. Why did God only give us 24 hours a day? I think I need about 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwcCps2DdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6Kf7X8k5cU0/s1600-h/Wedding+Kayla+Camera+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254605697113787858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwcCps2DdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6Kf7X8k5cU0/s320/Wedding+Kayla+Camera+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family officially expanded a month ago. My son married the most beautiful young lady. We are so happy. The wedding was wonderful, but went way to fast. I had so many favorites, but my 2 favorites were my dance with my son and the cake smash. Not only did the couple smash cake in each others face (yes I put them up to it) but, my son turned and smashed cake in my face. If I hadn't been holding my 4 week old niece it would have been ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwbpXmnH0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8tXAJ4jk5ik/s1600-h/l_03162478ff56071b5ff7c095e9479f29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254605262759075650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwbpXmnH0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/8tXAJ4jk5ik/s320/l_03162478ff56071b5ff7c095e9479f29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwcCps2DdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6Kf7X8k5cU0/s1600-h/Wedding+Kayla+Camera+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing day that will be a wonderful memory always. I was able to spend so much time with my daughter-in-law and wouldn't trade it for anything. I thank God for her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756466651412605004-7901018585751029424?l=kendraspurpose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/feeds/7901018585751029424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756466651412605004&amp;postID=7901018585751029424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/7901018585751029424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756466651412605004/posts/default/7901018585751029424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendraspurpose.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-blog.html' title='First Blog'/><author><name>Kendra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691307454905991207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwWro0aJEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BXI2d4CtfLk/S220/Meg+and+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m-ZODCVhHhg/SOwcCps2DdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6Kf7X8k5cU0/s72-c/Wedding+Kayla+Camera+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
