<?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-19223785</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:47:13.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>deeandstacey</title><subtitle type='html'>The hi's and lo's, joys and sufferrings, hopes fulfilled and dreams deferred of Dee and Stacey Lanier.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-41914935449997570</id><published>2010-03-05T17:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:02:20.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dee Going to Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7nrK1PDI/AAAAAAAABHA/1dhsM-KX3KQ/DSC04106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 299px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7nrK1PDI/AAAAAAAABHA/1dhsM-KX3KQ/DSC04106.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7oL1gNqI/AAAAAAAABHE/_GmmVXzcaRU/DSCN0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7oL1gNqI/AAAAAAAABHE/_GmmVXzcaRU/DSCN0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7naC5hHI/AAAAAAAABG4/jrOGeOMEdNI/DSC02834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 299px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7naC5hHI/AAAAAAAABG4/jrOGeOMEdNI/DSC02834.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S414GOpG3aI/AAAAAAAABEo/1RFxqIMzvts/IMG_2735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S414GOpG3aI/AAAAAAAABEo/1RFxqIMzvts/IMG_2735.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="display:block;text-align:left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:rgb(102, 97, 84);line-height:normal;font-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div   style="background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255) ! important;border:1px none rgb(170, 170, 153);margin:3px;padding:1px;outline-style:none;display:block ! important;font-weight:normal ! important;font-variant:normal ! important;font-style:normal ! important;color:rgb(102, 97, 84) ! important;text-align:left ! important;text-decoration:none ! important;text-indent:0px ! important;text-transform:none ! important;letter-spacing:normal ! important;white-space:normal ! important;word-spacing:0px ! important;direction:ltrfont-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif ! important;font-size:13px ! important;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:rgb(102, 97, 84);font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255) ! important;border-style:none;margin:3px;padding:1px;outline-style:none;display:block ! important;font-weight:normal ! important;font-variant:normal ! important;font-style:normal ! important;text-align:left ! important;text-decoration:none ! important;text-indent:0px ! important;text-transform:none ! important;letter-spacing:normal ! important;white-space:normal ! important;word-spacing:0px ! important;direction:ltrfont-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif ! important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 97, 84);  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A small group of nine will be leaving April 5-10 2010, to partner with church planters Dony and Sharon St. Germain with El Shaddai Ministries. Both my school (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadscharter.org/" style="cursor: text; color: rgb(229, 86, 0); text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(229, 142, 90); "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Crossroads Charter HS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;) and the youth group at my church (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christcentralchurch.com/" style="cursor: text; color: rgb(229, 142, 90); text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(229, 142, 90); "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Christ Central Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;) are joining together to help me go and &lt;b&gt;bring relief to the distressed in Haiti&lt;/b&gt;. I will be serving alongside six medical professionals and two other missionary volunteers as the "spiritual leader," as we provide medical care to the victims of the recent earthquake.  &lt;b&gt;Cost:&lt;/b&gt; $1800 (flight plus all accommodations)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255) ! important;border-style:none;margin:3px;padding:1px;outline-style:none;display:block ! important;font-weight:normal ! important;font-variant:normal ! important;font-style:normal ! important;text-align:left ! important;text-decoration:none ! important;text-indent:0px ! important;text-transform:none ! important;letter-spacing:normal ! important;white-space:normal ! important;word-spacing:0px ! important;direction:ltrfont-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif ! important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 97, 84);  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255) ! important;border-style:none;margin:3px;padding:1px;outline-style:none;display:block ! important;font-weight:normal ! important;font-variant:normal ! important;font-style:normal ! important;text-align:left ! important;text-decoration:none ! important;text-indent:0px ! important;text-transform:none ! important;letter-spacing:normal ! important;white-space:normal ! important;word-spacing:0px ! important;direction:ltrfont-family:Arial,Verdana,sans-serif ! important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 97, 84);  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(107, 93, 64);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 97, 84);  line-height: normal;  font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div   style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-color: rgb(170, 170, 153); border-right-color: rgb(170, 170, 153); border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 153); border-left-color: rgb(170, 170, 153); margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;   font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; color: rgb(102, 97, 84) !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;font-size:13px !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);  font-size:medium;"&gt;Your prayers and contributions are GREATLY appreciated. Checks can be sent directly to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic; margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; border-top-width: medium; border-right-width: medium; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Christ Central Church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;P.O. Box 9894 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Charlotte, North Carolina 28299&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic; margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; border-top-width: medium; border-right-width: medium; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic; margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; border-top-width: medium; border-right-width: medium; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-variant: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic; margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; border-top-width: medium; border-right-width: medium; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Crossroads Charter HS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;5500 N. Tryon Rd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Charlotte, NC 28213&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: normal;  font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255) !important; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 3px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 3px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 1px; outline-style: none; display: block !important;  font-weight: normal !important; font-variant: normal !important; font-style: normal !important; text-align: left !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-indent: 0px !important; text-transform: none !important; letter-spacing: normal !important; white-space: normal !important; word-spacing: 0px !important; direction: ltr; font-family:Arial, Verdana, sans-serif !important;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Please just put in the memo: Haiti- Lanier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!" border="0" name="submit" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_donate_LG.gif" type="image"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-41914935449997570?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://haiti.gotitans.org/' title='Dee Going to Haiti'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/41914935449997570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=41914935449997570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/41914935449997570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/41914935449997570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2010/03/dee-going-to-haiti.html' title='Dee Going to Haiti'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/S5E7nrK1PDI/AAAAAAAABHA/1dhsM-KX3KQ/s72-c/DSC04106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-329330894283832378</id><published>2009-09-08T13:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:08:02.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing sweeter...</title><content type='html'>There's nothing sweeter than the sunlight shining through the window on a precious little 5-day-old girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SqaaMYcs6iI/AAAAAAAAAjw/d1IzoJZSYdc/s1600-h/100_2464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SqaaMYcs6iI/AAAAAAAAAjw/d1IzoJZSYdc/s320/100_2464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379156342452578850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's also pretty sweet to see her big sister staring in at her,  adoring her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SqabW-mJ8uI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Hz87et6ctUw/s1600-h/100_2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SqabW-mJ8uI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Hz87et6ctUw/s320/100_2465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379157624003097314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-329330894283832378?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/329330894283832378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=329330894283832378' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/329330894283832378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/329330894283832378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-sweeter.html' title='Nothing sweeter...'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SqaaMYcs6iI/AAAAAAAAAjw/d1IzoJZSYdc/s72-c/100_2464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-9143428943061188960</id><published>2009-09-01T16:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:44:32.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2, 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, this will be the birthdate of Landis Alethea Lanier.  I am going in tomorrow morning at 7:30 to be induced!  I cannot explain how excited I am about this.  My appointment today was actually restful and not stressful.  I have been anxious about going into labor, being overdue, and this baby continuing to get bigger!  Well, today, since I am past my due date, they had to do a non-stress test on the baby to check on her heartrate and movements.  So they hooked me up to the monitors and I had the beautiful sound of her heartbeat in the background.  Then the in-office music was playing and Stevie Wonder's My Cherie Amor came on.  That is the song Dee had played the night we were engaged.  So my heart was really at peace and I just layed there listening to Landis' heartbeat.  Then the doctor came in and said everything looked good.  The baby is really ready and in position.  So we're ready to go.  Please pray for a safe and quick delivery for both Landis and I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-9143428943061188960?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/9143428943061188960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=9143428943061188960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/9143428943061188960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/9143428943061188960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-2-2009.html' title='September 2, 2009'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-2915677076053117875</id><published>2009-08-21T08:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:45:06.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whate'er My God Ordains is Right</title><content type='html'>We sang this song at church Sunday and it spoke to my heart SO much.  It is a very simple old hymn without a lot of musical frills.  We have great music at Christ Central, I mean GREAT.  We have amazing talent in the musicians in instruments and song-writing &amp;amp; those worship times constantly stir my heart to worship.  We listen to Christ Central music in our house almost every day &amp;amp; never tire of it!  This song however, was very simple, almost unimpressive, but the words pierced my heart and the Lord spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whate'er my God ordains is right, Holy His will abideth.&lt;br /&gt;I will be still whate'er He does, And follow where He guideth.&lt;br /&gt;He is y God, Though dark my road.&lt;br /&gt;He holds me that I shall not fall wherefore to Him I leave it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whate'er my God ordains is right, He never will deceive me&lt;br /&gt;He leads me by the proper path, I know He will not leave me&lt;br /&gt;I take, content What He hath sent&lt;br /&gt;His hand can turn my griefs away And patiently I wait His day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whate'er my God ordains is right, Though now this cup in drinking&lt;br /&gt;May bitter seem to my faint heart, I take it all unshrinking&lt;br /&gt;My God is true, Each morn anew&lt;br /&gt;Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart And pain and sorrow shall depart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whate'er my God ordains is right, Here shall my stand be taken&lt;br /&gt;Though sorrow, need, or death be mine, yet I am not forsaken&lt;br /&gt;My Fathers care is round me there&lt;br /&gt;He holds me that I shall not fall And so to Him I leave it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is so good for me whether I am waiting for a baby or trying to pay a bill.  I need to be content and know that whatever my God has ordained is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;Then I read this today in a book about a totally unrelated topic...&lt;br /&gt;"Viewing life through God's sovereignty and goodness is seeing every tiny detai as arranged for you by God.  There is no such thing as fate, luck, or chance.  God has purpose in your every circumstance.  ... God is in control whether you like it or not!&lt;br /&gt;It will help motivate you when you think "Lord, what do you have planned for me today?  You are good, and You do all things well. ..."  As you view your life through God's sovereignty and goodness, you will be continuously aware of God's purpose and grace in your life.  And you will become more motivated to want to please God."&lt;br /&gt;Martha Peace, The Excellent Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...The Lord really is aiming to teach me and direct my heart to be more content.  I should listen.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-2915677076053117875?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/2915677076053117875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=2915677076053117875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2915677076053117875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2915677076053117875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/08/whateer-my-god-ordains-is-right.html' title='Whate&apos;er My God Ordains is Right'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-8330616242251631245</id><published>2009-08-20T13:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:58:22.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Karis' new words</title><content type='html'>I think Karis is trying to use some words she's heard lately.  It's been pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the quotes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's cool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, look at the awesome stuff in that truck."  (referring to a lawn mower &amp;amp; other equipment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is not perfect television."  (when the HD channel froze for a moment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy - "Karis, do you want something?"&lt;br /&gt;Karis - "No, I want everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to have a few laughs from her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-8330616242251631245?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/8330616242251631245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=8330616242251631245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8330616242251631245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8330616242251631245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/08/karis-new-words.html' title='Karis&apos; new words'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6944632706591083995</id><published>2009-08-10T13:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:32:47.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"...his own way..."</title><content type='html'>The Lord has been so good to meet me today in the midst of so much.  It's actually small things, but a lot of them all at once - 38 weeks pregnant &amp;amp; the discomfort that goes along with that, long hours of insomnia the past few nights, a nasty cold &amp;amp; cough, the desire to get so many little things done before I go into labor, &amp;amp; a very challenging little girl today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Tylenol PM last night so I could potentially sleep more &amp;amp; it didn't work at all.  I still only slept total for about 4-5 hours.  So, I got up not feeling rested, but tired and drugged.  Dee has helped me so much this morning giving me more time to rest, but to no avail.  I couldn't sleep but for about 30 minutes out of the 2 1/2 hours I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up feeling very groggy and walked through my messy house &amp;amp; Karis was having a very hard time with her attitude towards me.  It was a very conscious effort to not lose my temper with her after multiple, back-to-back moments of discipline and talks.  Even after all of that, she was still challenging me and refusing to obey.  I told her again what the expectation was and just sat quiet.  It was obvious that more discipline or more talking was not going to change her heart.  I sat down to eat lunch and she just stood there.  After a few minutes of silence, she said "I want to obey Mommy."   And she did.  Her attitude and her words completely changed and we talked a little about how God had changed her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I ate lunch, I sat down to write my Scripture Memory verse on a card...&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 53:6&lt;br /&gt;"All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned - everyone - to his own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just like my daughter.  I want my own way.  I turn from him.  Sometimes, I just sit quietly, fighting my own sin, and wait for God to change me.  God changes my heart, changes my attitude, changes my words. &lt;br /&gt;It's my sin, my iniquity that was laid on Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, Lord for fighting change so much after multiple moments of discipline from you.  Help me to hear you in the quiet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6944632706591083995?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6944632706591083995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6944632706591083995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6944632706591083995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6944632706591083995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/08/his-own-way.html' title='&quot;...his own way...&quot;'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-9148000228416388299</id><published>2009-08-03T08:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:06:20.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts about prepping for the next one</title><content type='html'>It has hit me lately that I am spoiled in this stage I am in with one child who is potty trained, communicates pretty well, feeds herself, can mostly dress herself, and loves to "help".  But, oh how life is about to change!  And although the newborn stage with sleepless nights and lots of clothes changes due to poop &amp;amp; spit up can be challenging, I long to hold this precious little one and do it all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have typically tried to be consistent with Karis' schedule, getting her up at the same time every day, napping at the same time and training her to stay in her bed until we come to get her.  Except the last couple months, I don't sleep too well.  I find myself up sometime between 2am and 4am, checking facebook or watching random TV shows (lately ABC world news or Orange County Choppers).  So, I sleep as long as I can with no alarm and as long as Karis will stay in her bed content, which can sometimes go until 8:30 or 9.  (I know!  I know!  Landis may not sleep like this at all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning, I really wanted to enjoy a Starbucks biscotti that our dear friend Christy gave me before Karis got up.  So, I didn't get Karis up until she stirred and enjoyed a little quiet time with my coffee, biscotti, and computer.  Because in case you haven't been around Karis in a while, any waking moment with her is a talking moment!  She sits here now in front of her cereal bowl, chatting away!!  I know you may be laughing, but oh does it drain me by the end of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am "feeling" the imminent arrival of Landis coming on quickly.  So, in the next couple days, I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;pack hospital bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wash the covers to all the baby gear (bassinet, car seat, bouncy seat, crib bumper, etc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bake 3-4 loaves of banana bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make 2 extra meatloaves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make 2-3 extra batches of pizza dough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We'll see what I get accomplished in between all the chatter :) and having to sit down to rest throughout the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-9148000228416388299?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/9148000228416388299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=9148000228416388299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/9148000228416388299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/9148000228416388299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-thoughts-about-prepping-for-next.html' title='Random thoughts about prepping for the next one'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6114345271960737556</id><published>2009-06-08T08:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:58:31.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things</title><content type='html'>Karis is very much a 2-year-old girl these days.  Most of the time, she wakes up talking non-stop and comes up with some pretty funny things.  So, I thought I would share a few of the comical moments lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;Mommy telling Karis to follow some instruction.&lt;br /&gt;Karis does not comply.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy uses a more firm voice and tells Karis to get it done "right now."&lt;br /&gt;Karis turns toward Mommy, puts her small hands on each side of Mommy's face, and ever-so-gently says "Calm down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;Karis playing as we visit with some friends and she walks over to me and says, "Mommy, I be right back, ok?  You, chill!"&lt;br /&gt;We just laugh and keep talking.&lt;br /&gt;She returns a few seconds later and says, "Mommy, good job bein' chill!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;Karis and I are in her room as I turn her bed back into a crib and make up her new toddler bed.  I explain to her that Landis will sleep in the crib now. &lt;br /&gt;She runs over to the empty crib and calls out, "Landis, where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;She turns around and looks at my big tummy and say, "Oh, there you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;We have been getting more and more baby things out and even bought a couple packs of diapers this weekend.  A few times, Karis will say "This is for Landis, right, Mommy?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Karis."&lt;br /&gt;And she yells out, "Landis is coming out!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6114345271960737556?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6114345271960737556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6114345271960737556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6114345271960737556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6114345271960737556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-things.html' title='Funny Things'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6433661301356726828</id><published>2009-05-20T21:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:17:10.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to Craig's List</title><content type='html'>I find myself checking Craig's List A LOT throughout the day checking baby items and minivans (probably too much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of my latest finds that I am so excited about...an Ergo baby carrier.  Or as you can see, it can also carry a pretty big toddler (up to 40 lb).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/ShSp-BKBJaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WQJqohtT6hI/s1600-h/100_2303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/ShSp-BKBJaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WQJqohtT6hI/s320/100_2303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338078341268317602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/ShSpdz-nwlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/hBtrNh983Ys/s1600-h/100_2300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/ShSpdz-nwlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/hBtrNh983Ys/s320/100_2300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338077787975041618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6433661301356726828?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6433661301356726828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6433661301356726828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6433661301356726828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6433661301356726828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/05/addicted-to-craigs-list.html' title='Addicted to Craig&apos;s List'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/ShSp-BKBJaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WQJqohtT6hI/s72-c/100_2303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1145916297767928567</id><published>2009-05-14T07:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:51:55.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Ahead</title><content type='html'>Now that I am not working, I am enjoying being at home more &amp;amp; more &amp;amp; more.  It really can be a full time job to keep up with everything!  I have been working on having a better meal plan every day &amp;amp; being better prepared with shopping and such.  This week, I spent one morning for a couple hours, just cooking &amp;amp; the results were wonderful!  I want to do more of this &amp;amp; I have really been inspired by Crystal in the blog world (&lt;a href="http://www.moneysavingmom.com"&gt;www.moneysavingmom.com&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.biblicalwomanhoodonline.com"&gt;www.biblicalwomanhoodonline.com&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.momoflittles.com"&gt;www.momoflittles.com&lt;/a&gt; - yes, she writes ALL of these).   I get so many ideas from her about saving money, shopping, meal planning, activities for little ones, daily scheduling at home, and recipes!  She just had her third baby and did a great job posting about her list of things she baked/cooked ahead to freeze for after the baby's birth.  Well, it motivated me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up making a few dishes and some sweet tea for our community group that night &amp;amp; a couple make-ahead recipes including a triple batch of waffles for the freezer and the beginnings of a quiche for dinner tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;The waffles turned out GREAT and the recipe was one of the easier I have seen (which is typical of moneysavingmom, recipes are easy, simple, healthy, &amp;amp; cheap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the recipes I used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moneysavingmom.com/money_saving_mom/2009/01/baking-day-part-3.html"&gt;Waffles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tammysrecipes.com/quiche_whole_wheat_pie_crust"&gt;Quiche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to look further, here is the &lt;a href="http://www.momoflittles.com/2009/02/preparing-for-baby-stocking-freezer.html"&gt;master list&lt;/a&gt; that Crystal had for her freezer with lots of links to recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really LOVE to get to the point where my freezer is full of meals and such for after Landis comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1145916297767928567?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1145916297767928567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1145916297767928567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1145916297767928567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1145916297767928567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/05/cooking-ahead.html' title='Cooking Ahead'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-2378155158810236244</id><published>2009-05-13T08:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:59:14.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Organized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SgrABQOONhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b9F32m-eiZs/s1600-h/100_2302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SgrABQOONhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b9F32m-eiZs/s320/100_2302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335287836340794898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm trying to take advantage of my 2nd trimester energy with getting organized, having a more consistent routine at home and with Karis, and getting projects done around the house before Landis is born. (By the way, if I haven't told you, that is her name...Landis Alethea Lanier - my home town :) &amp;amp; the Greek word for truth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new chalkboard wall in my kitchen is really helping me!  It's chalkboard paint with a frame around it and I love the way it turned out!  I realize more and more that I am an "out of sight-out of mind" kind of person with tasks (not people.)  So, having a calendar with dinner plan, a To Do list, and a shopping list right in front of me all the time really helps me stay on top of things better.  It also really helps me &amp;amp; Dee communicate &amp;amp; stay connected about what's going on in our family (&amp;amp; he likes seeing what's for dinner!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my big list titled "Before Landis Arrives"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 17px;" class="task-text-container" contenteditable=""&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;safety latches: kitchen &amp;amp; bathroom cabinets, china cab drawers?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chalkboard wall in kitchen - DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;curtains &amp;amp; pictures back up (all done except master bedroom curtains)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy toddler bed - DONE (with an offer to borrow one from a great friend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;re-do closet shelving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;organize kids' clothes (Karis' done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;carpet cleaned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;garage cleaned out???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy garment rack for guest closet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make play area in guest room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clean out guest dresser drawers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;painting ceiling in kitchen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;painting trim at entry, hall, &amp;amp; guest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dig up garden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get "material" for under swings&lt;br /&gt;fix gates on fence&lt;br /&gt;re-organize dee's closet&lt;br /&gt;new pediatrician?&lt;br /&gt;new insurance&lt;br /&gt;reorganize appliance cabinet&lt;br /&gt;get laundry sorter??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know sometimes it helps just to make it public.  I keep adding to this list in my head.  I know my energy won't last long...I am 25 weeks into the pregnancy this week and I am starting to feel tired again.  But I have a wonderful husband who hasn't minded all the projects and great friends who help me a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-2378155158810236244?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/2378155158810236244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=2378155158810236244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2378155158810236244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2378155158810236244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-organized.html' title='Getting Organized'/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RiUB-nwgKag/SgrABQOONhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b9F32m-eiZs/s72-c/100_2302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7240216598355384010</id><published>2009-05-07T14:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:41:19.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was in full-time ministry, I struggled with the pride of believing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; could change people, sinfully thinking if I could just get enough time with them and say the right words, they would live differently, think differently, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; different.  Lately I feel almost the exact opposite.  The circumstances that people around me are in are so heavy and they seem so deep that I feel inept at speaking to it at all.  Some of that is an appropriate growth in my heart and understanding that only the Lord brings change in people and their lives and some of it points to the severity and depth of the situations I am around right now.  All I feel confident to do is pray and wait and love them through it.  It's so hard.&lt;br /&gt;From friends stuck in sin and addicted to their idols to young students living in such destructive lifestyles to marriages being ravaged by infidelity to abusive relationships to a friend losing a baby at 18 weeks in their pregnancy and having to go through labor and delivery to a friend going through the grief of losing her mom.  There is so much pain, seen and unseen.  What do you say?  What do you do? &lt;br /&gt;Pray...love...wait, and trust that only the LORD can speak to places of deep sin and deep pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-7240216598355384010?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7240216598355384010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7240216598355384010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7240216598355384010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7240216598355384010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-i-was-in-full-time-ministry-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sb2ilPwPEsw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADW8/-ZUne-lFOAg/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1283985912009563236</id><published>2009-04-21T12:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:47:54.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things (ok, maybe only 4)</title><content type='html'>I have a really hard time getting going in the morning. Once I get moving and productive, I'm ok.  But there are more days than I would like to admit that it takes me a while to get anything done.  I am not a natural self-starter.  So maybe if I write this publicly, it will help me. :)  (though I know may of you don't read this anymore because I NEVER update it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I need to do before Karis is up (not necessarily in this order)&lt;br /&gt;1 - get dressed&lt;br /&gt;2 - make my bed&lt;br /&gt;3 - start my cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;4 - have some time reading/praying with the Lord (even it's just a short time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I would like to do after Karis is up&lt;br /&gt;1 - start a load of laundry&lt;br /&gt;2 - not turn on Good Morning America&lt;br /&gt;3 - clear dishes from sink/dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;4 - have some quiet reading time with Karis during and after breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and while I'm at it)&lt;br /&gt;Things I would like to do in the evening&lt;br /&gt;1 - make Dee's lunch for the next day&lt;br /&gt;2 - sweep the kitchen floor&lt;br /&gt;3 - take off my makeup&lt;br /&gt;4 - clear dishes from sink/dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if this helps me.  I can tend to be great at planning, but not so good at following through.&lt;br /&gt;Are there any things in your morning/evening routine that you do consistently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1283985912009563236?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1283985912009563236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1283985912009563236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1283985912009563236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1283985912009563236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-things.html' title='5 Things (ok, maybe only 4)'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6112037215063088762</id><published>2009-03-02T11:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:48:21.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fdandsproducts%2Falbumid%2F5308618911675699537%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6112037215063088762?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6112037215063088762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6112037215063088762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6112037215063088762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6112037215063088762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6881980607999830029</id><published>2008-12-14T21:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:13:11.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Appliance/Electronics Graveyard</title><content type='html'>This is what Dana, my sister-in-law, has dubbed my house.  And today I'm convinced it's true.  These are the things that have happened just in the past several weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our washer went out, so we replaced it.&lt;br /&gt;-Our dryer and dishwasher were on their last legs also, so we took further advantage of the sale at Sears and replaced them.&lt;br /&gt;-Our television went out AGAIN and Best Buy finally replaced it.&lt;br /&gt;-Our 6 month old Dyson is not acting right, but of course, the repair guy says there's nothing wrong with it (still dealing with that one with Dyson).&lt;br /&gt;-The mustang won't start and won't jump off...pretty sure it's the battery, just haven't gotten around to dealing with that.&lt;br /&gt;-This weekend, our Mac crashed - won't start up at all, took it to the Mac store, and it needs a new hard drive.  Dee is working on getting our files off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dee I was going to go ahead and shoot our other car, the oven, &amp;amp; the refrigerator just to put them out of their misery, since they're doomed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this, we were driving home from the mall after receiving the dreaded verdict at the Mac store and we were listening to J.R.  It was a song I love about leaving all our cares with the Lord and how He dries our tears and gives us joy and peace.   Then we passed the scene of a wreck where the ambulance was already there with its doors open ready to take someone away.  You know, so much more could happen.  It doesn't take away the frustration of all that's happening to our gadgets or our wallet, but it does put it in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is faithful even when so much else is not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6881980607999830029?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6881980607999830029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6881980607999830029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6881980607999830029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6881980607999830029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/12/applianceelectronics-graveyard.html' title='Appliance/Electronics Graveyard'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-181045529023201618</id><published>2008-11-14T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:02:51.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Successes and Mishaps!</title><content type='html'>I am slowly learning as a parent that really my child is teaching me.  I've had some friends ask me, "How did you know to do (that) with her?"  "How did you know she was ready for ______?"  Ultimately, there are 2 big things other than the Lord's grace to teach me and show me and give me wisdom as a Mommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - My friends - I see wisdom and faithfulness in my friends as they parent their kids.  I see the mom do something or the child do something and I think, "Hmmmm.  I should probably try that too.  I haven't even thought about encouraging/teaching Karis to do (that)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 -  Karis - A lot of times she shows me when she's ready for something.  I remember the first time she responded to me when I corrected her or gave her an instruction and I said, "Ok?"  She said "K."  I thought, ...Hmmm, I should probably start consistently making her respond to me verbally when I say something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the whole subject of potty training, I have felt at a loss.  I don't know how to do this.  When is she ready?  I don't want to start too soon, etc.  Then over the last few months, she does these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brings me the changing pad and a diaper and lays down in front of me for a diaper change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HA8Ul9wI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vVrhBsmA5EI/s1600-h/082208_0916%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HA8Ul9wI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vVrhBsmA5EI/s400/082208_0916%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268585958099777282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helps Bear go potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HHBMwHSI/AAAAAAAAArY/c2N2kBJveZE/s1600-h/100908_1920%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HHBMwHSI/AAAAAAAAArY/c2N2kBJveZE/s400/100908_1920%5B00%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268586062488280354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants her Baby to have a diaper change first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HLeMgNPI/AAAAAAAAArg/Ply1VoRnT9g/s1600-h/102908_0821%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HLeMgNPI/AAAAAAAAArg/Ply1VoRnT9g/s400/102908_0821%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268586138991342834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am no parenting expert, but I can see some signs! :)   So, I decided to jump in and try it with the book, "Toilet Training in Less than a Day".  Amazingly, she is doing SO GOOD!  I am now a believer!  I have truly been surprised at how fast she's getting it.  I know we are just in the beginning but she has a great start.  We had an intense morning of training Wednesday.  She had 5 accidents that day, 2 of which she came to me saying "Potty" but just didn't make it in time.  Yesterday or today she hasn't had an accident yet!  So, we'll keep encouraging and helping.  We haven't left the house yet, which we will tonight to visit friends and we'll go to church Sunday, so we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are the successes.  Here are a couple mishaps (and laughs) of potty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day she pooped in the potty after peeing a few times.  She just kept looking at it and telling me to look at it.  She was so proud, but she wouldn't pick up the pot from the little potty to dump it in the toilet.  I told her, "Karis, poo-poo goes in the big potty just like pee-pee.  Put the poo-poo in the big potty."  Well, such a good listener she is, she reached right down there and picked up that poo-poo and turned around to hand it to me! &lt;br /&gt;"NO, NO KARIS! YUCKY, YUCKY!"  So we washed hands good after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, she was attempting to put the seat back on the little potty after dumping it.  She gets it turned around a lot and gets tired of it and just wants me to do it.  I've really been trying to encourage her to do it herself.  So, as she was trying, I just left the bathroom to leave her to finish.  She came into the kitchen a few seconds later, holding up the potty seat with her face in the hole, saying "Look, Mommy."  Again, "NO, NO KARIS!  YUCKY, YUCKY!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)  Doesn't parenting stretch us and make us laugh and teach us patience and teach us how to be a teacher??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-181045529023201618?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/181045529023201618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=181045529023201618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/181045529023201618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/181045529023201618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/11/successes-and-mishaps.html' title='Successes and Mishaps!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SR3HA8Ul9wI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vVrhBsmA5EI/s72-c/082208_0916%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5114653054480752381</id><published>2008-10-17T13:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:25:20.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Symphony Tickets!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SPjKWxeZSGI/AAAAAAAAArI/No5SjrE28z0/s1600-h/MAGICofCHRISTMAS_180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SPjKWxeZSGI/AAAAAAAAArI/No5SjrE28z0/s400/MAGICofCHRISTMAS_180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258175057541810274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 6 tickets available for the Charlotte Symphony!  It's the Magic of Christmas performance on Saturday, December 6 at 2:30pm.  I have 3 pairs of tickets all on the Orchestra level, mid-level rows.  I ended being given 10 of them and am not going to use them all.  They sell for $50 online, but you can have them for $25 each.  Let em know if you want them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5114653054480752381?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5114653054480752381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5114653054480752381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5114653054480752381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5114653054480752381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/10/symphony-tickets.html' title='Symphony Tickets!!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SPjKWxeZSGI/AAAAAAAAArI/No5SjrE28z0/s72-c/MAGICofCHRISTMAS_180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1954296896526628871</id><published>2008-06-18T11:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:21:16.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training advice</title><content type='html'>So I guess we're at the beginning of the process with the potty around here.  I realize Karis is barely 18 months and I am not in a rush.  However, she is showing some signs of readiness.  She's talking about the potty a lot, tells us about pee-pee and poo-poo, though I don't think it always coincides with the act of doing it.  We borrowed my mom's little potty and Karis asks to sit on it a lot - a few times every day.  Last week she pooped on the potty twice and today jumped up from the potty and peed on the floor.  So, with the list of her symptoms :), what would any of you suggest?  books, materials, when to start training  panties (she has been doing pull-ups during the day), should I just let her go gradually b/c she's young or be more intentional now that she's showing signs? I don't want to start too early when she's not really ready, just to go backwards.  I would love to hear some tips and stories from my experienced mom friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1954296896526628871?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1954296896526628871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1954296896526628871' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1954296896526628871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1954296896526628871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/06/potty-training-advice.html' title='Potty Training advice'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4973126093944357344</id><published>2008-05-28T11:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:27:39.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you respond...</title><content type='html'>when someone makes a racist comment?  I'm not talking about on TV or overheard in the grocery store.  I mean in a direct conversation with you and they say it like of course you would agree.  I had that happen yesterday.  I have noticed that since I married Dee, no one really says anything about blacks anymore.  But that doesn't stop them from making really derogatory comments about Hispanics.  I feel just as offended when I hear it.  I don't have a relationship with anyone right now that is Hispanic, but I feel more sensitive to minorities in general since marrying Dee.  It seems (in my unresearched opinion) that a lot of Southerners are conscious of racism against blacks and are more careful about their words.  However, there is much freedom in comments against "Mexicans".  Because that is the term used for ALL people of Hispanic origin.  Dee has even told me that on the west coast, "Hispanic" is not really an accepted term, but you should say "Latino" instead.  I have had several instances where people I know make very negative comments about them, saying that they are uneducated, dirty, don't take care of their children, and are here to "take over".  AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!  I want to confront it when I hear it, but I really don't know how to do it with a balance of firm clarity and gentleness.  Do you ever deal with this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4973126093944357344?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4973126093944357344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4973126093944357344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4973126093944357344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4973126093944357344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-do-you-respond.html' title='How do you respond...'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3915169940814358110</id><published>2008-05-23T13:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:29:09.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Been There?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in that place where you're the new one in the group?   You feel awkward, don't really know what to say.  You want someone to talk to you, but don't know what to talk about.  Ok, ok, I'm talking about myself.  Dee &amp;amp; I went to a community group for the first time at the church we've been attending for the last couple months.  It really was good and we enjoyed it.  They passed out paper and pens and asked everyone to write down a question or topic to discuss.  It could be about anything.  I could NOT think of anything to write.  So I didn't.  I know that sounds lame, but I couldn't get away from the thoughts in my head.  What's this group like?  How do they interact?  Are there Christians or non-Christians?  In that setting, I tend to get really quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that awkward feeling.  But it's required to get to know new people, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3915169940814358110?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3915169940814358110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3915169940814358110' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3915169940814358110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3915169940814358110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/05/ever-been-there.html' title='Ever Been There?'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7255879253984555417</id><published>2008-05-19T15:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:27:26.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood is a Distraction</title><content type='html'>Is this just a new mom thing or will it stay with me?  Motherhood can be such a distraction to me.  I know that sounds terrible like I don't want to be a mom or I'm not enjoying it.  That's not the case at all.  I LOVE being a mom and I really enjoy being with, teaching, playing with, and training Karis and I really look forward to more children being in the mix with us.  But...I feel consumed with it at times. I don't feel nervous/anxious as when Karis was an infant, but much of my mental and emotional energy is wrapped up in being a mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a distraction from my relationship with the Lord.  At the onset of my day, I am thinking about things to prepare and the reality of the hour in the context of our schedule.  At the end of the day, I'm tired and trying to process what needs to be done for the next day.  I have a really hard time at church lately.  It takes me a while for my mind to slow down and stop working from what's happened that morning, how Karis is doing in the nursery (which is not too good lately) and keeping an eye on the screen to see if Karis' number comes up for me to come get her.  When I do sit to read or think to pray, it's hard for my mind to settle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it get better?  Or is it just a discipline issue?  I am so out of the habit of being with the Lord, I just feel rusty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-7255879253984555417?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7255879253984555417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7255879253984555417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7255879253984555417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7255879253984555417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/05/motherhood-is-distraction.html' title='Motherhood is a Distraction'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-8414213293828396066</id><published>2008-04-21T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:54:31.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Earn a Free Eee PC Laptop Through May 15!</title><content type='html'>Earn a free Eee PC form D&amp;amp;S Products!  Seriously, this is a promotion we are doing with our own business, no scams here!  Click &lt;a href="http://dandsproducts.blogspot.com/2008/04/earn-free-eee-pc-laptop-through-may-15.html"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; to find out out how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-8414213293828396066?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://dandsproducts.blogspot.com/2008/04/earn-free-eee-pc-laptop-through-may-15.html' title='Earn a Free Eee PC Laptop Through May 15!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/8414213293828396066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=8414213293828396066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8414213293828396066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8414213293828396066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/04/earn-free-eee-pc-laptop-through-may-15.html' title='Earn a Free Eee PC Laptop Through May 15!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5672023675143260673</id><published>2008-04-21T12:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:53:54.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Stewardship</title><content type='html'>Here's another advertisement for something I think is a really good opportunity.  To the right is the button for Revolution Money Exchange, which works just like Pay Pal, except that it is absolutely free to not only send money, but receive it as well.  We are investigating trying it out on our business website.  Signing up is better than free, you actually get $25!  Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5672023675143260673?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5672023675143260673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5672023675143260673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5672023675143260673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5672023675143260673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-stewardship.html' title='Good Stewardship'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-2088700395771554326</id><published>2008-04-17T13:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:22.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Generations</title><content type='html'>I love this precious picture. &lt;br /&gt;My 93 year old grandmother, Jane Davis, my Mom, and of course, me &amp;amp; Karis&lt;br /&gt;I love to see Karis build relationships with my grandmother and my mom and I love to watch them loving and enjoying her.  Karis doesn't yet realize how blessed she is to have 2 wonderful Grammies and 2 wonderful Great-Grandmothers (and one great Pops!)&lt;br /&gt;I treasure these years we all have together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SAePZgrDZaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/p6_sBzgKJ4I/s1600-h/IMG_2488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190274763997799842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SAePZgrDZaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/p6_sBzgKJ4I/s320/IMG_2488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-2088700395771554326?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/2088700395771554326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=2088700395771554326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2088700395771554326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2088700395771554326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/04/four-generations.html' title='Four Generations'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SAePZgrDZaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/p6_sBzgKJ4I/s72-c/IMG_2488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5724063562015148757</id><published>2008-04-17T13:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:22.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GIRLS</title><content type='html'>I had a very special reunion a few weeks ago that I haven't shared yet. When I was on staff with Campus Outreach, I had the privilege to be in the lives of 8 very special women. They were all college-age, some taking classes part-time or full-time, all working and figuring out life for the future. Most of us lived in a house dubbed, "The Swan Dive" in Matthews. Can you imagine a 4 bedroom house with 6 girls? Yes, it was adventurous... it was intense... it was a lot of fun! I miss those days and the time I had with them. I could tell so much about each girl and their heart and their journey with the Lord and all our journey's with each other. Those years were a HUGE growing time for all of us about relationships, communication, conflict, and forgiveness. (They're laughing if they're reading this.) It was so good to get together and share about old times and catch up about new times. There are a couple marriages, a couple babies, an engagement, lots of moves and new jobs, and so much more to come. I wasn't teaching them or leading them this time at all. I just sat back and listened a lot and watched and praised the Lord for what He's done in all of us!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple quotes from emails sent among all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to see where God has brought us from the first day we had been introduced.  Do ya'll realize just how far we have come??  We still struggle daily but it seems that we all know who to hang onto."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was also very encouraged by all of you, by your commitment to the Lord! He is doing alot in our lives and I pray we continue to keep our hands and hearts open for Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Lord will allow me to continue to grow with groups of women throughout my life, but I don't know if any will ever have my heart like these women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SAeGvArDZZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JSNgG4_3bC0/s1600-h/CIMG0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190265237760337298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SAeGvArDZZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JSNgG4_3bC0/s320/CIMG0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, me, Jessica, Kali, Ali, Michelle, Christy (Shannon &amp;amp; Megan weren't able to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Karis was there and enjoyed ALL the attention from all her aunts! (she was asleep for the picture!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5724063562015148757?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5724063562015148757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5724063562015148757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5724063562015148757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5724063562015148757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-girls.html' title='MY GIRLS'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/SAeGvArDZZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JSNgG4_3bC0/s72-c/CIMG0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3838036735188444784</id><published>2008-04-12T12:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:41:11.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Girl</title><content type='html'>We've been on vacation in Mississippi visiting my grandmother, and some time in Florida visiting some family there.  We had a great time, and after the scare of losing our flight by Skybus, we made it in and Karis became a full-fledged country-girl.Check out for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fdandsproducts%2Falbumid%2F5188379813184764545%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3838036735188444784?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3838036735188444784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3838036735188444784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3838036735188444784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3838036735188444784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/04/country-girl.html' title='Country Girl'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1639998571083729100</id><published>2008-02-13T16:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:22.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;S Products</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dandsproducts.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R7Nl01dBOPI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Br90Q3lk82E/s320/dslogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166585155900487922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Technology - Simplified for You&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, friends, D&amp;amp;S is for Dee &amp;amp; Stacey - ingenious, right?&lt;br /&gt;So, for those who haven't heard (but probably you have heard), we started a business.  Yes, we're combining Dee's techie skills &amp;amp; my detail/admin skills to try and further provide for our family &amp;amp; have fun with some cool products.  I realized I haven't mentioned it here on our blog and what better place? :)&lt;br /&gt;So, we're selling Linux-based laptops.  Right now, it's just Asus Eee PC's - small laptops.  Have you heard of them?  Dee &amp;amp; I both have one since they are so affordable &amp;amp; we LOVE them.  I won't give you a big sales pitch or anything...just a link to our website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dandsproducts.com/"&gt;www.dandsproducts.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are spending a lot of time on this and it's going really good!  We have several in stock &amp;amp; they're going fast!  So, ok, I can't resist - check it out more if you care to, but they come in black &amp;amp; white, and they're only $379.99 without webcam!!  I literally carry it in my purse!  Spread the word &amp;amp; let us know if you want one!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fdandsproducts%2Falbumid%2F5153537760186931169%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="192" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1639998571083729100?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dandsproducts.com' title='D&amp;S Products'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.dandsproducts.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1639998571083729100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1639998571083729100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1639998571083729100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1639998571083729100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-products.html' title='D&amp;S Products'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R7Nl01dBOPI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Br90Q3lk82E/s72-c/dslogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-2421632492410190946</id><published>2008-01-27T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:55:24.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis Now, but what about later?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This morning in church, we sang a great old hymn "If ever I loved thee, my Jesus tis now"  I was really worshiping and experiencing the Lord, then we got to this verse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill love The in life, I will love Thee in death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And say, when the death dew lies cold on my brow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If ever I loved Thee my Jesus tis now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, it so moved me.  I am not on death's bed nor admittedly, do I think about death often at a young age and good health.  But I have known those who have died in Christ.  I quickly thought of our dear friend Linda Longbrook and just cried in worship to the Lord and thankfulness for her and the life she lived.  She was not perfect, but she did live a God-honoring life.  And she died a God-honoring death.  God did lend her breath for many healthy years and He lent her breath during the years she fought cancer.  And the death dew did come and it did lie on her brow and that dew did grow cold.  She died a God-honoring death, a Christ-exalting death.  She loved Jesus so much in her fight and though her body lost, her soul found victory that day!  May I live a God-honoring life that shows "'my Jesus I love Thee".  And may I die a death like Linda - that exalts Christ and shows my intense love for Jesus as I finally see Him face to face!&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-2421632492410190946?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/2421632492410190946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=2421632492410190946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2421632492410190946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2421632492410190946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/01/tis-now-but-what-about-later.html' title='Tis Now, but what about later?'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-2655321872726115392</id><published>2008-01-20T15:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:25.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Buster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;BUSTER LANIER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;1997-2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5O10cyBGRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/41Qf0DNhtSI/s1600-h/100_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5O10cyBGRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/41Qf0DNhtSI/s320/100_1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157665910953154834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been an intense week at the Lanier house, especially for Dee.  With the incident at his school, making up work from a snow day, and much work on the new business D&amp;amp;S Products, it got more emotional on Thursday when our dog, Buster died.  I have to admit, I'm (Stacey) not much of a pet person, but I have grown to like dogs (most of them), prefer Boxers, and love Buster.  So, this is a tribute to Buster.  I'll tell you his story for those who care to read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee adopted Buster from a Boxer Rescue in 1998.  He was about a year old and had been severely abused and Dee really had the heart to take this needy, emotional dog and bring him back to health.  For some of you who met Buster in the early years, he seemed aggressive when he would bark and bark when anyone (especially men) would enter the house.  Really he was just scared.  In his old age, he grew out of that, but continued to be a very protective dog for Dee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dee &amp;amp; I were dating and talking about marriage, he knew I wasn't much on animals, especially not in the house.  So, when we got married, Dee took Buster to Mississippi to stay with his grandmother.  Buster was good ol' country dog with acres of land to run in and the adventures of fighting and/or killing possum, armadillo, skunk and  all kinds of other animals.  He once greeted our car with a deer skull in his mouth that he had found in the woods.  He was so proud and I was so disgusted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buster played a huge part in Mississippi during Dee's grandfather's illness.  He stayed right by his side when he was taking walks on their land outside.  Dee's grandmother still tells us the story when Buster kept barking and barking and wouldn't let her walk the way she wanted.  She finally followed him and he led her to Grandpa who had fallen and was too weak to make it back to the house.  He was better than Lassie! :)  She still has his picture in a frame in her house!&lt;br /&gt;We decided to bring Buster back to NC when we bought our house with a fenced-in back yard and we had Noah, our other boxer then, who was just a puppy.  Buster didn't like sharing Dee with me and especially not this annoying new puppy.  He beat Noah up a lot and wouldn't let him in the dog house.  They finally got to be good friends, but they still fought a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we gave up Noah, Dee convinced me it was too cold and Buster was too old to be outside by himself.  So Buster finally got his wish - back inside with Dee.  He mostly just laid around and slept and ran away from Karis.  She loved him, but I think she was overwhelming to him with all her shrieking and smacking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been sick for a while, we noticed, and we found him Thursday already gone after he obviously wasn't feeling well.   Dee misses him, but he's doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of Buster at his finest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5TACsyBGSI/AAAAAAAAAXw/bdt7tBVn04I/s1600-h/100_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5TACsyBGSI/AAAAAAAAAXw/bdt7tBVn04I/s320/100_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157958625859279138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5TAoMyBGTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/tYt1FtdlmhQ/s1600-h/100_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5TAoMyBGTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/tYt1FtdlmhQ/s320/100_0296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157959270104373554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-2655321872726115392?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/2655321872726115392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=2655321872726115392' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2655321872726115392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2655321872726115392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2008/01/remembering-buster.html' title='Remembering Buster'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/R5O10cyBGRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/41Qf0DNhtSI/s72-c/100_1359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6193497595143204750</id><published>2007-12-24T01:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:08:58.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lanier Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/77/93/91/779391_8785419ec4f674uf8lqv48.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrity-collage.php"&gt;Celebrity Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/myheritage-research.php"&gt;Family search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTg*NzY1MzY*NjQmcD*xMTA1NzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6193497595143204750?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6193497595143204750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6193497595143204750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6193497595143204750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6193497595143204750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/12/lanier-look-alike-meter_9136.html' title='Lanier Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-8373258072090841084</id><published>2007-12-24T00:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:56:09.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lanier Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/77/77/21/777721_274707ae94f674fwlazo48.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/genealogy.php"&gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrities.php"&gt;Celebrity&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrity-collage.php"&gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/morph.php"&gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTg*NzU3NjcwNjQmcD*xMTA1NzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-8373258072090841084?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/8373258072090841084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=8373258072090841084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8373258072090841084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8373258072090841084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/12/lanier-look-alike-meter_24.html' title='Lanier Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1769239001564073047</id><published>2007-12-12T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:39:13.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Old?</title><content type='html'>That's right.  I really can't believe it!  We had a fun family birthday party Saturday and Karis was so precious!  She had so much fun with her cousins.  She got a walking toy that she loves and has really been practicing!  She actually took a couple steps on her own a couple nights ago.  I was at the store and I told Dee he should have pushed her down.  She can't do that away from me!!  I'll post some pictures later, but just wanted to give a quick update! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is learning new things every day &amp;amp; it has been so fun.  Her babbling seems more like words, her fine motor skills are developing, and she understands my words more and more.  I remember a friend from church telling me that when her child went for her 12 month checkup, the doctor said they understand about 90% of what we say.  That's a little scary and also a good reminder that little ears are always listening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been using her signs for more and please so well lately and it helps us both communicate better!  Typically, when she signs "more", she sort of claps instead of putting her fingers together.  Last weekend, I was asking her if she wanted more as I signed it to her.  She stared at my fingers for a while, then studied her own hands and slowly put her fingers together like mine and did it correctly.  It was amazing to watch her have that epiphany of, "Oh, that's how you do it!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at the doctor, she was really intrigued with the stethoscope as the doctor listened to her breathing.  She sat really still and watched very closely.  When the doctor finished, she walked away and Karis signed "more, more".  It was so funny.  I guess she liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my little girl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1769239001564073047?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1769239001564073047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1769239001564073047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1769239001564073047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1769239001564073047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-year-old.html' title='One Year Old?'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7396917445814221966</id><published>2007-11-12T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:26.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Up Noah for Adoption</title><content type='html'>Most of you know we recently gave our dog Noah to our friends, Jason &amp;amp; Shawnda. We knew we would have to do something before we move and when they started looking for a dog, we decided it was worth it to go ahead and do it early. He really is happy there &amp;amp; he gets to be inside! He loves that and he loves all the kids and he loves all the attention! Buster is still with us and he got to come inside too! He has very limited roaming space, but Dee convinced me he's too old to be in the cold with his arthritis. So, we lost one and gained one...sort of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll miss you, Buster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhrmN9ktqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VaHDE4RTK3M/s1600-h/100_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhrmN9ktqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VaHDE4RTK3M/s320/100_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131970079715800738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last bath...he hates it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhrNN9ktpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NhbxC57bIwM/s1600-h/100_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhrNN9ktpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NhbxC57bIwM/s320/100_0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131969650219071122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis loves to stand and look at the dogs out the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhqqt9ktoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/JIoqMBCeU-A/s1600-h/100_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhqqt9ktoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/JIoqMBCeU-A/s320/100_0643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131969057513584258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buster still doesn't know what he thinks about being inside with Karis.  She loves him &amp;amp; gets so excited!  But, as you can see, he usually just walks away.  I think the shrieking overwhelms him.  It's pretty funny watching them sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ygjyip380Ps"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ygjyip380Ps" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&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/19223785-7396917445814221966?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7396917445814221966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7396917445814221966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7396917445814221966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7396917445814221966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/11/giving-up-noah-for-adoption.html' title='Giving Up Noah for Adoption'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhrmN9ktqI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VaHDE4RTK3M/s72-c/100_0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5928770363919960328</id><published>2007-11-12T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:27.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even More Cousins!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has been a childcare extravaganza around here! Dana and I have been taking turns keeping all the cousins lately. So they have been around each other a lot and Dana and I are seeing what it's like to have 4 kids very close in age! The kids are Kayden: 2 1/2, Isaiah: 15 mo., Karis: 11 mo., and Kayla: 5 1/2 mo.. So it is a busy day when they are all together, but it's fun! Dana and I have definitely gained a greater appreciation for my mom who does this all the time! It's so wonderful to have a mom close by that serves all of us in SO many ways. I know I won't always have that and it's one of the hardest things about moving. But the kids have a lot of fun together. Mealtimes are definitely the most challenging! And since I am starting to slowly wean Karis off her bottle, she does NOT like it when Kayla gets hers and she doesn't get one! But we're all learning to share and be patient....the moms, I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayden's usual state all day long...no pants &amp;amp; eating a snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhpAN9ktnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gDt-YtrZIz8/s1600-h/100_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhpAN9ktnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gDt-YtrZIz8/s320/100_0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131967227857516146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does NOT like it when any of the babies cry.  Here, he is telling Karis in the monitor it's going to be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhonN9ktmI/AAAAAAAAALw/lQ3A8iNyiDY/s1600-h/100_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhonN9ktmI/AAAAAAAAALw/lQ3A8iNyiDY/s320/100_0863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131966798360786530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayden loves to "hold" Karis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhoO99ktlI/AAAAAAAAALo/vq556RQb4_g/s1600-h/100_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhoO99ktlI/AAAAAAAAALo/vq556RQb4_g/s320/100_0857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131966381748958802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a little photo shoot with Kayla.  It's so much easier when they can't move that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhnT99ktjI/AAAAAAAAALY/D-wE5beexTM/s1600-h/100_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhnT99ktjI/AAAAAAAAALY/D-wE5beexTM/s320/100_0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131965368136676914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhmxN9ktiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GRkjCgxq4Wk/s1600-h/100_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhmxN9ktiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GRkjCgxq4Wk/s320/100_0770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131964771136222754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical moment:  Kayden telling me what he wants to do next, Isaiah &amp;amp; Karis whining &amp;amp; Kayla was sleeping, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhmWN9kthI/AAAAAAAAALI/qZY9TR1y0bE/s1600-h/100_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhmWN9kthI/AAAAAAAAALI/qZY9TR1y0bE/s320/100_0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131964307279754770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5928770363919960328?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5928770363919960328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5928770363919960328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5928770363919960328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5928770363919960328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/11/even-more-cousins.html' title='Even More Cousins!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhpAN9ktnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gDt-YtrZIz8/s72-c/100_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1852953571047718996</id><published>2007-11-10T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:44:12.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Karis loves to laugh!</title><content type='html'>Dee says she only laughs like this with me, but I think you just have to know her tickle spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Chtr77ZWPGQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Chtr77ZWPGQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/19223785-1852953571047718996?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1852953571047718996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1852953571047718996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1852953571047718996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1852953571047718996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/11/karis-loves-to-laugh.html' title='Karis loves to laugh!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-758209932558755060</id><published>2007-11-10T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:29.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More cousins</title><content type='html'>We love being Uncle Dee &amp;amp; Aunt Stacey to our dear friends' kids! We have had the privilege of spending a lot of time with them lately while our friends were away for the weekend. So the Lanier house expanded to 4 children for a few days &amp;amp; we had a blast. Karis loved it! Being the first child, I definitely think she gets bored of looking at me! I have always loved being around and taking care of lots of kids like this. In high school, there were 2 different families of 4 that I kept regularly. It has fueled my desire for a family. And I love seeing my husband with other children. He is so good with them, playing, dancing, doing hair, and keeping them in line! It was definitely a lot of work and I see our need to grow as parents, but that will come! Our friends are such an example to us in their heart for adoption and their willingness to be a part of meeting a need for an orphan even when it's hard. The Lord has used them to increase our passion for adoption and she is a great example to me in parenting. I learn a lot from her. Here are a few snapshots of our extended family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big brother helping read the bedtime story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhh1d9ktgI/AAAAAAAAALA/SrI4skXXBRw/s1600-h/100_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhh1d9ktgI/AAAAAAAAALA/SrI4skXXBRw/s320/100_0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131959346592527874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATH TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhhYN9ktfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tNYt1qoSVSg/s1600-h/100_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhhYN9ktfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tNYt1qoSVSg/s320/100_0835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131958844081354226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Aunt Stacey around the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhgmt9kteI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Q4PfjO7WP2s/s1600-h/100_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhgmt9kteI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Q4PfjO7WP2s/s320/100_0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131957993677829602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Dee loves some cuddle time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhf1t9ktdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7s2niZnKKu0/s1600-h/100_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhf1t9ktdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7s2niZnKKu0/s320/100_0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131957151864239570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhfY99ktcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/d-I3lbk7WcM/s1600-h/100_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzhfY99ktcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/d-I3lbk7WcM/s320/100_0672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131956657943000514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis loved having a playmate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhe9t9ktbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/h5n0c-qyD3A/s1600-h/100_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhe9t9ktbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/h5n0c-qyD3A/s320/100_0668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131956189791565234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-758209932558755060?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/758209932558755060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=758209932558755060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/758209932558755060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/758209932558755060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-cousins.html' title='More cousins'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rzhh1d9ktgI/AAAAAAAAALA/SrI4skXXBRw/s72-c/100_0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-8295163573988828067</id><published>2007-11-10T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:30.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been so long since I've updated anything!  We are still alive!  I'll try to post lots to give some of the details of the life of the Laniers and not all at once.  Karis has had lots of friends and cousins over lately.  She really has loved it!  She loves playing with other kids and it has definitely kept me busy.  I am so blessed to have so many friends and family so close to spend time with and keep each others' kids.  It really is a privilege and a joy to be a part of their families too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful for Karis to be able to spend so much time with her cousins lately.  She and Isaiah are like twins in a lot of ways.  She chases him all over the place....he's still faster and now that he can walk, she has to work hard to keep up!   But they really do have a lot of fun together!  We love you Isaiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, they seem like brother and sister sometimes.  Here they are sharing?? a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXF6t9ktVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8zDS4yQk6SA/s1600-h/100_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXF6t9ktVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8zDS4yQk6SA/s320/100_0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224963019486546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really can't stay away from each other.  Whenever one is eating, the other one stays right there to eat the crumbs that fall!!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXISd9ktXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KGgIEsnr6Js/s1600-h/100_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXISd9ktXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KGgIEsnr6Js/s320/100_0627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131227570064635250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXGjt9ktWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4QRGeKroZlA/s1600-h/100_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXGjt9ktWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4QRGeKroZlA/s320/100_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131225667394123106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of their favorite toys.  It's funny to watch Karis smack his hand or for Isaiah to move her hand from what he wants to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXFOd9ktUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AA9I2_Q_Lqc/s1600-h/100_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXFOd9ktUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AA9I2_Q_Lqc/s320/100_0613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224202810275138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stairs is one their favorite places to sneak off to, so now we use a gate all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXKQd9ktZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1k4fZhtnXT0/s1600-h/100_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXKQd9ktZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1k4fZhtnXT0/s320/100_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131229734728152466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Isaiah playing a game.  He likes to throw things (ie my flip flops) to the other side of the gate &amp;amp; then try to get them back.  Here he got his arm stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXJEt9ktYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qprRtnzwuvw/s1600-h/100_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXJEt9ktYI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qprRtnzwuvw/s320/100_0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131228433353061762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis follows Isaiah in a lot of things.  Watch this!  He is really enjoying showing her how to drum!  (Karis really was ok in the end...she didn't get hurt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9PYnY-FR1o"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9PYnY-FR1o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&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/19223785-8295163573988828067?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/8295163573988828067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=8295163573988828067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8295163573988828067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8295163573988828067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-know-its-been-so-long-since-ive.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RzXF6t9ktVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8zDS4yQk6SA/s72-c/100_0618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-347436899533780461</id><published>2007-10-18T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:09:39.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Aquabatic baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;From Dee:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely the type to delete forwards as soon as they hit my inbox. It's a shame, but I have reported family members for spam alert on my email server. Well, every now and then I open one of these things up, and what I saw amazed me. I'm sure many of you are already aware of infant swimming lessons, and Stacey may even be well aware of the importance of it. But after watching this video I was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0mUPr68x2U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0mUPr68x2U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/19223785-347436899533780461?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.childdrowningprevention.com/index.html' title='Amazing Aquabatic baby!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/347436899533780461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=347436899533780461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/347436899533780461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/347436899533780461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/10/amazing.html' title='Amazing Aquabatic baby!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1239139679329412835</id><published>2007-09-11T18:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:07:59.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Apps is Cool</title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying that my wife already calls me a "walking commercial."  Seeing that this is true, I might as well live up to my name and start advertising.  I have been big on Google Apps for a little while, and now I have to share the joy.  This past week I started using Google Apps almost exclusively, since I tend to have files and preferences spread amongst 4 different computers that I use daily (and 3 different platforms at that)!  After really giving it a test drive, I have to say that I am sold-- wait, it's free!  Could you imagine how churches, and missionaries, and schools could use this?  Truly amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJT3pagjd8s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJT3pagjd8s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://services.google.com/apps/site/overview/index.html"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;if you're a business or organization and want to see a more detailed look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1239139679329412835?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.google.com/a' title='Google Apps is Cool'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1239139679329412835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1239139679329412835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1239139679329412835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1239139679329412835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/09/google-apps-is-cool.html' title='Google Apps is Cool'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7509149792780364385</id><published>2007-08-18T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T15:28:40.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Karis...Get Loose Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mA02dRS6mE"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mA02dRS6mE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/19223785-7509149792780364385?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7509149792780364385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7509149792780364385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7509149792780364385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7509149792780364385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/08/go-karisget-loose-now.html' title='Go Karis...Get Loose Now!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4784577232329635671</id><published>2007-08-18T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:30.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And away we go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RsdOOKmqiXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/w5K3RxO0tgc/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RsdOOKmqiXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/w5K3RxO0tgc/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100131108292036978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&lt;br /&gt;It's official-- the Lord has seen fit to move our hearts to Philly!  OK, the tough part will be moving our actual selves, but that'll come.  No set timeline yet, but we're praying and planning (soon enough) to start moving in that direction.  To sum it up, we loved Epiphany, and the many families that we got to spend time with.  And overall we loved the city.  We felt the burden of the distressed in the target area, and we breathed in the rich history of the city as a whole.  On top of that we got to see some really nice chill areas to get away to commune with the Lord and with each other, just to regroup and hit it back hard in the community.  Details to come, but we just wanted y'all to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Dee (Phil 3:13-14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4784577232329635671?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4784577232329635671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4784577232329635671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4784577232329635671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4784577232329635671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-away-we-go.html' title='And away we go...'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RsdOOKmqiXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/w5K3RxO0tgc/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-8234725930486762940</id><published>2007-07-29T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:05:51.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Philly-- Sunday</title><content type='html'>We're here for the week, spending time with Pastor Duce and his wonderful wife, Missy, and the kids.  We had a great time at Epiphany this morning, as well as time of fellowship afterwards.  We are here  four more full days.  Pray that we seek the Lord's face and continue to evaluate objectively.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-8234725930486762940?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/8234725930486762940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=8234725930486762940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8234725930486762940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/8234725930486762940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-philly.html' title='In Philly-- Sunday'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-40768911442731590</id><published>2007-07-03T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T13:38:25.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Down</title><content type='html'>That's basically where our emotions are these days...up and down.  It has been an eventful few days which started Thursday afternoon.  After leaving work and picking up Karis, I took a quick pregnancy test since I was a few days late.  Two tests quickly came out positive.  Dee and I spent the next few days in shock, talking about this huge unexpected change in our family!  Yet we were excited though amazed at the reality of this.  We were trying to get time with my parents to deliver the news on Sunday.  That afternoon, I started what I believed was the beginning of a miscarriage.  Yesterday at the doctor, they agreed with me and said it was probably what they call a "&lt;a href="http://www.babyhopes.com/articles/chemical-pregnancy.html"&gt;chemical pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;".  It's basically where fertilization happens but implantation does not and your body expels it just like a normal cycle.  &lt;br /&gt;So I've basically had a normal monthly experience, just heavier and a little more painful.  We're doing ok and have had lots of love and prayers from the few who knew.  I don't know if we've really processed all this.  I've been keeping myself busy.  The Lord is faithful.  I do know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-40768911442731590?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/40768911442731590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=40768911442731590' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/40768911442731590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/40768911442731590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/07/up-and-down.html' title='Up and Down'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7631117591364114938</id><published>2007-06-18T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:09:27.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UNBELIEVABLE</title><content type='html'>This is my reaction that I OFTEN have when I drive by church marquees.  Per my husband's suggestion, I will start a new series on this.  I have a MAJOR pet peeve about church signs because they very seldom have real meaning or value nor do I believe they make a lot of difference in people's lives.  I'm not saying there are no exceptions.  I know of a story where a billboard with a Christian message was used to bring a man to faith.  I have seen a couple that have been impactful, but mostly, I see phrases and quotes that are cheesy or meant to produce guilt.  I hate when the church represents guilt and condemnation.  That is NOT the message of Jesus!  Others are just really cheesy which is another element I don't like the church taking on.  &lt;br /&gt;So, I will start with the one that I saw a few years back that created my pet peeve for this and invoked so much anger.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get Filled or Get Grilled"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a triple take in disbelief that a church would actually display this for passersby to see, thinking that it may have some impact on the world???? or bring some to Christ??!!??!?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;Dee saw another today that was just plain cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To Save Face, Shut the Lower Part"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's not even creative or catchy.  Just funny to me.  I'm sure there's a book out there of 101 Church Sign Messages.  AAAAHH!  So, sorry if I'm on a rant, but these things really bother me because I want the body of Christ to represent so much more!  I would rather the church sign be merely informational.  That's more attractive to me.  At least it helps me get in the door.  I know when to show up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off my soap box for now...  I'm sure I will see another soon that I will share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-7631117591364114938?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7631117591364114938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7631117591364114938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7631117591364114938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7631117591364114938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/06/unbelievable.html' title='UNBELIEVABLE'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-20729798972302629</id><published>2007-06-05T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:44:53.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://crosscultured.blogspot.com/2007/06/christ-on-mic.html"&gt;Please read Dee's blog&lt;/a&gt; for some big prayer requests concerning not only Dee, but our whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, super praise reports concerning Karis:&lt;br /&gt;1) She's 21lbs, 2oz today (she's about to turn 6 months old)&lt;br /&gt;2) She's picking herself up to stand if she holds your fingers.  "Scoots" backwards, and rolls over on both sides with ease.&lt;br /&gt;3) Is getting fussy for no apparent reason at times.  Can you say, "teething"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a joy, and growing too fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-20729798972302629?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://crosscultured.blogspot.com/2007/06/christ-on-mic.html' title='Please Read'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/20729798972302629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=20729798972302629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/20729798972302629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/20729798972302629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/06/please-read.html' title='Please Read'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3079075312557547640</id><published>2007-05-31T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:34:39.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuuuuuuuutttee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/227/522140339_8c3a426ae7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/227/522140339_8c3a426ae7.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/214/514817185_3597b7e803.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/214/514817185_3597b7e803.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jason, these are wonderful shots of our baby girl.  You have a gift of photography!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3079075312557547640?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/pilgriminprogress/522140339/in/photostream/' title='Cuuuuuuuutttee!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3079075312557547640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3079075312557547640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3079075312557547640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3079075312557547640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuuuuuuuutttee.html' title='Cuuuuuuuutttee!!!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7943796790838951497</id><published>2007-05-28T13:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:31.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla Jane Hartness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsUMmD-xoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8dshgJhEi3o/s1600-h/img021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsUMmD-xoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8dshgJhEi3o/s320/img021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668012143855234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsUUmD-xpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EdBMsboeCwI/s1600-h/img019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsUUmD-xpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EdBMsboeCwI/s320/img019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668149582808722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla was born 1 week ago at 9:32 am.  6 lb, 12 oz, 18 1/2 inches long.  She has a proud family, with Mommy, Daddy (my brother Chris), Big Brother Kayden, 2 cousins (on our side), and aunts, uncles, Grammie and Pops!!  She's so tiny that my baby looks so big now!  I know, I know, she IS big.  But she REALLY looks big now!!&lt;br /&gt;We love you Kayla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-7943796790838951497?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7943796790838951497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7943796790838951497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7943796790838951497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7943796790838951497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/05/kayla-jane-hartness.html' title='Kayla Jane Hartness'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsUMmD-xoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8dshgJhEi3o/s72-c/img021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4649198266669469932</id><published>2007-05-28T13:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:32.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Pics--Karis' first wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsV9WD-xqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P2whEPsB_Wg/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsV9WD-xqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P2whEPsB_Wg/s320/img007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069669949174105762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsPiWD-xnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sdcKY2gMCso/s1600-h/Lupu_R028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsPiWD-xnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sdcKY2gMCso/s320/Lupu_R028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069662888247871090" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have meaning to post these and haven't gotten around to doing it until now.  This was a couple months ago, but I really wanted to share these sweet pics of our little girl all dressed up.  My good friend, Kali, who lived with us for about 6 or 7 months, got married.  I was in the wedding (15th Bridesmaid appearance for me!!!!).  Karis was a real trooper for such a long day and it was fun to dance with Daddy and Karis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsPMGD-xlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vrW8fcicob4/s1600-h/100_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsPMGD-xlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vrW8fcicob4/s320/100_0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069662505995781714" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsPFGD-xkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V6ywB1B5ch8/s1600-h/100_0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsPFGD-xkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/V6ywB1B5ch8/s320/100_0356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069662385736697410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4649198266669469932?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4649198266669469932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4649198266669469932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4649198266669469932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4649198266669469932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/05/old-pics-karis-first-wedding.html' title='Old Pics--Karis&apos; first wedding'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RlsV9WD-xqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P2whEPsB_Wg/s72-c/img007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5265835252665507683</id><published>2007-05-26T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:51:58.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://kellkellmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; and I am going to break the rules.  I'll fulfill my tag and not tag anyone else.  So, if you read this and you haven't been tagged, go ahead and do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's 8 things most people don't know about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-My childhood nickname was Lucy Goosey.  (My parents still call me Lucy or Goose every once in a while.  I don't where it came from.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-My top 2 favorite music genres are Country &amp; 80's music.  (My husband and I have an ongoing battle where he argues that 80's music has no real instrumental talent because it's all electric.  I like it anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-I have never been on a foreign mission trip, but I have been to Norway twice to visit my friend.  (ok, a lot of you probably knew that one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-I played the piano for 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-I played middle school basketball.  (Seventh grade-we lost no games, Eighth grade-I don't remember winning one.  Oh yeah, in the seventh grade, our whole county was under a measles quarantine so we didn't PLAY any games!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-I met 3 friends in the same major on my hall my Freshman year of college who became my roommates for the next 2 years.  We still get together 5-6 times a year for every birthday, Christmas, and summer trips with our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-I really love putting puzzles together.  I could sit and do that for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Born on the first day of Spring in 1976 and my parents coming from the Hippie era, my first name choice was not Stacey, but my name was ALMOST....Spring Hartness!!!&lt;br /&gt;(I have often wondered if that would have changed my personality entirely!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5265835252665507683?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5265835252665507683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5265835252665507683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5265835252665507683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5265835252665507683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4623603047254288484</id><published>2007-05-12T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:32.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXYz8CA8oI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vPrnFdYvi0I/s1600-h/100_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXYz8CA8oI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vPrnFdYvi0I/s320/100_1811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691742847496834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXY0MCA8pI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fdErVqe5tKk/s1600-h/100_1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXY0MCA8pI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fdErVqe5tKk/s320/100_1813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691747142464146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXY0sCA8qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/53OGr2ljTcE/s1600-h/100_1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXY0sCA8qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/53OGr2ljTcE/s320/100_1818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691755732398754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXY1MCA8rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kaQR-mu-wNk/s1600-h/100_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXY1MCA8rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kaQR-mu-wNk/s320/100_1821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063691764322333362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4623603047254288484?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4623603047254288484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4623603047254288484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4623603047254288484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4623603047254288484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/05/pics-at-park.html' title='Pics at the Park'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RkXYz8CA8oI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vPrnFdYvi0I/s72-c/100_1811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3380177824571024956</id><published>2007-04-27T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:32:36.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Braggin'</title><content type='html'>Just a quick brag on my husband...check out &lt;a href="http://crosscultured.blogspot.com/2007/04/brotha.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; from his blog.  Read his words and hear his heart!  I love you, Dee &amp;amp; I love your heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3380177824571024956?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3380177824571024956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3380177824571024956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3380177824571024956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3380177824571024956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/04/braggin.html' title='Braggin&apos;'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-7077119036434240140</id><published>2007-04-19T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T08:24:18.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Matt Bradner, in Blacksburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is from the Campus Outreach, Virginia Director, Matt Bradner.  Stacey and I both went to school together, and served on staff with "Matty B" and a few other staff members of CO-Virginia.   Please be in prayer for them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blacksburg, Virginia – 4/18/07 – 11:02pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Supporters, friends and family, (feel free to forward this to anyone you like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;As I sit to try and write you an update on the past 36 hours, I begin to recognize how mentally and emotionally exhausted I am.  It seems like there are both an enormous amount of things to say and report…yet at the same time it feels like silence might very well say it best.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;First of all I want to sincerely thank all of you for the calls, emails and text messages over the past couple of days.  Your encouragement, perspective and counsel have really been of great value to me and my team.  God tells us that “two are better than one” and we have definitely experienced that through your help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Monday’s event is truly as dark and as evil as anything I have known.  This is not the way things are supposed to be.  Even so, we believe that God can and will take what was meant for evil and turn it for good.  We are not thinking that this will happen overnight.  Saying that, we appreciate your continued care and concern as we move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb"," \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I dream of the days ahead when men and\nwomen from Virginia Tech will point back to 4.16.07 and not only think about\ndeath, but also about how that horrible day was the catalyst that pressed them\ntowards a relationship with Jesus Christ.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;In this email, I will try to give you a\npicture into our day on Monday, the current scene here in Blacksburg,\nhow we as a family and team are doing, and how you can be of continued help to\nus.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;4.16.07\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;It was a whirlwind.  We were in the\nmiddle of a staff meeting at our office (at edge of campus) on Monday morning\nwhen my VT Campus Director, Doug Rose, began receiving text messages about the\nshooting in West AJ.  We paused the\nmeeting to pray and then all began calling students we are connected to from\nthe West AJ and surrounding dorms to check on\ntheir safety.  As we were talking to students, we received report of a\nsecond shooting.  At that point I ended the staff meeting because the\nsirens and ambulances were blaring constantly down Main\nStreet and the Emergency Response Intercom was\nnotifying everyone of the presence of a gunman and telling everyone to\n“Remain indoors and stay away from windows.”  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I dream of the days ahead when men and women from Virginia Tech will point back to 4.16.07 and not only think about death, but also about how that horrible day was the catalyst that pressed them towards a relationship with Jesus Christ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;In this email, I will try to give you a picture into our day on Monday, the current scene here in Blacksburg, how we as a family and team are doing, and how you can be of continued help to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;4.16.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;It was a whirlwind.  We were in the middle of a staff meeting at our office (at edge of campus) on Monday morning when my VT Campus Director, Doug Rose, began receiving text messages about the shooting in West AJ.  We paused the meeting to pray and then all began calling students we are connected to from the West AJ and surrounding dorms to check on their safety.  As we were talking to students, we received report of a second shooting.  At that point I ended the staff meeting because the sirens and ambulances were blaring constantly down Main Street and the Emergency Response Intercom was notifying everyone of the presence of a gunman and telling everyone to “Remain indoors and stay away from windows.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;The ride from the office to my house takes\nme even closer to where the shootings took place.  I was passed by nearly\n15 ambulances with sirens and lights blaring.  At this point the report\nwas that there were three people shot and my honest thought was that the\nAmbulances were called on the scene to help look for a gunman on the\nloose.  Little did I know that they would all be very much needed in the\nmoments that followed.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I arrived at my house to find the coverage\nwell under way on every major news channel.  Throughout the morning, the\nreports got worse and worse.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;One of the most shocking moments for us\nwas when the news channels changed the fatality number from one to 22.  We\nwere all sure it was an error.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;As the news unfolded, including the\nshooter, the death total ended at 33 with over 15 others wounded.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Our house began to take on the feel of a\n“rescue mission” throughout the afternoon with our staff and\nvarious students showing up.  Julia had plenty of food and drinks for\neveryone who was up for eating.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Perhaps the most memorable thing through\nthe afternoon was the sight of students scanning through “Facebook”\n(social internet site) and frantically searching to see that there friends were\nnot among the wounded or killed.  Due to the amount of cell phone usage,\nmany circuits were jammed for hours which made the internet the main source of\ncontact for students.",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;The ride from the office to my house takes me even closer to where the shootings took place.  I was passed by nearly 15 ambulances with sirens and lights blaring.  At this point the report was that there were three people shot and my honest thought was that the Ambulances were called on the scene to help look for a gunman on the loose.  Little did I know that they would all be very much needed in the moments that followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I arrived at my house to find the coverage well under way on every major news channel.  Throughout the morning, the reports got worse and worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;One of the most shocking moments for us was when the news channels changed the fatality number from one to 22.  We were all sure it was an error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;As the news unfolded, including the shooter, the death total ended at 33 with over 15 others wounded.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Our house began to take on the feel of a “rescue mission” throughout the afternoon with our staff and various students showing up.  Julia had plenty of food and drinks for everyone who was up for eating.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Perhaps the most memorable thing through the afternoon was the sight of students scanning through “Facebook” (social internet site) and frantically searching to see that there friends were not among the wounded or killed.  Due to the amount of cell phone usage, many circuits were jammed for hours which made the internet the main source of contact for students.&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;As the day went on, it became clear that\nnone of the students killed were deeply involved with us.  We do have a\nfew students that we are working with that did lose a close friend or faculty\nand many of them lost someone from their same dorm. \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;At about 5pm I received an email from the\nDean of Students whom I work with through an organization known as the VT\nCampus Ministers Association.  He requested help at Squires\nStudent Center\nbecause they were opening a room up for students to go if they needed to\ntalk.  I went over with another of my staff, Andrew Schwartz.  It was\nnot to our surprise that there were not many students seeking out\ncounseling.  Most students will tend to start within their network of\nrelationships when seeking help. (That is why we believe so strongly in\nbuilding relationships at a grassroots level.)  Nevertheless, we were\nhappy to show our support for the department of Student Services.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Around dinner time, we ordered pizza at\nthe house and everyone agreed to turn off the TV for a little while, which was\na great move.  We had people over at the house until midnight while other\nstaff spent time on campus with students.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;As the day went on, it became clear that none of the students killed were deeply involved with us.  We do have a few students that we are working with that did lose a close friend or faculty and many of them lost someone from their same dorm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;At about 5pm I received an email from the Dean of Students whom I work with through an organization known as the VT Campus Ministers Association.  He requested help at Squires Student Center because they were opening a room up for students to go if they needed to talk.  I went over with another of my staff, Andrew Schwartz.  It was not to our surprise that there were not many students seeking out counseling.  Most students will tend to start within their network of relationships when seeking help. (That is why we believe so strongly in building relationships at a grassroots level.)  Nevertheless, we were happy to show our support for the department of Student Services.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Around dinner time, we ordered pizza at the house and everyone agreed to turn off the TV for a little while, which was a great move.  We had people over at the house until midnight while other staff spent time on campus with students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;The Scene in Blacksburg\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I have never experienced anything like\nthis.  Every single major news channel currently calls Blacksburg\nhome.  CNN, FOX News, NBC, MSNBC, ABC, CBS…they are all here. \nIt is truly a madhouse.  There are news trucks, cameras and reporters\neverywhere.  It is hard to go anywhere without getting a microphone put in\nyour face and a reporter asking you questions about Mondays events.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;President Bush and Governor Kaine were on\ncampus yesterday.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I just came from a prayer gathering on the\nDrill Field (center of campus and yards away from Norris Hall) involving all\nthe various campus ministries.  There were literally dozens of camera\ncrews shooting the prayer time.  Every time I opened my eyes there was a\ncamera in my face or beneath me at my shoes looking upwards.  After our\nfinal prayer time (we prayed for four different areas of need) I opened my eyes\nto see Franklin Graham standing a few feet away.  He walked up and asked\nif he could share a few words to all present.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Police are everywhere.  A number of\nbuildings are still yellow taped.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Memorials, flowers, notes and candles\ndominate the main areas of campus that would be filled with college students\nplaying football, soccer and talking on a beautiful day like today.",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;The Scene in Blacksburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I have never experienced anything like this.  Every single major news channel currently calls Blacksburg home.  CNN, FOX News, NBC, MSNBC, ABC, CBS…they are all here.  It is truly a madhouse.  There are news trucks, cameras and reporters everywhere.  It is hard to go anywhere without getting a microphone put in your face and a reporter asking you questions about Mondays events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;President Bush and Governor Kaine were on campus yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I just came from a prayer gathering on the Drill Field (center of campus and yards away from Norris Hall) involving all the various campus ministries.  There were literally dozens of camera crews shooting the prayer time.  Every time I opened my eyes there was a camera in my face or beneath me at my shoes looking upwards.  After our final prayer time (we prayed for four different areas of need) I opened my eyes to see Franklin Graham standing a few feet away.  He walked up and asked if he could share a few words to all present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Police are everywhere.  A number of buildings are still yellow taped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Memorials, flowers, notes and candles dominate the main areas of campus that would be filled with college students playing football, soccer and talking on a beautiful day like today.&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;The scene is very much surreal.  Like\na Hollywood movie\nis being filmed with all the top news personalities in the world.  Though\nwe know this is very much real.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;We are, and will continue to use our homes\nas places of refuge where students can remove themselves from the madness of\nthe campus.  It seems that our best and clearest conversations with\nstudents and each other have occurred around our dinner table or while in the\nfront yard playing with our boys.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Students are beginning to leave town and\ngo home since all classes have been cancelled until Monday.  With the\nswarming presence of the media, I tend to think that it could be a good thing\nfor the students to get away for a few days.  I don’t think they\nrealize that the frenzy of reporters will still be waiting for them on Monday\nmorning when things are supposed to be “normal” again.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;As for us, we are staying here.  We\nbelieve that the greatest work lies in the weeks ahead as students return to\nschool and the shock of everything wears off.  We want to be here and be\nready.  We are meeting tomorrow as a staff team to talk about our follow\nup plan for the rest of the semester and how God might desire to direct us in\nthe coming weeks.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;The scene is very much surreal.  Like a Hollywood movie is being filmed with all the top news personalities in the world.  Though we know this is very much real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;We are, and will continue to use our homes as places of refuge where students can remove themselves from the madness of the campus.  It seems that our best and clearest conversations with students and each other have occurred around our dinner table or while in the front yard playing with our boys.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Students are beginning to leave town and go home since all classes have been cancelled until Monday.  With the swarming presence of the media, I tend to think that it could be a good thing for the students to get away for a few days.  I don’t think they realize that the frenzy of reporters will still be waiting for them on Monday morning when things are supposed to be “normal” again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;As for us, we are staying here.  We believe that the greatest work lies in the weeks ahead as students return to school and the shock of everything wears off.  We want to be here and be ready.  We are meeting tomorrow as a staff team to talk about our follow up plan for the rest of the semester and how God might desire to direct us in the coming weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;To be honest with you, every Christian\nministry that I know of on campus is putting together things to invite people\nto \u003cb\&gt;\u003ci\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold;font-style:italic\"\&gt;come to.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/i\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt; \nFor the most part, the students that come to those events are students who\nalready know they are interested in God.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;We desire that God might use us in the\ncoming days to reach men and women that are interested in dialoguing about\nChrist, yet for one reason or another won’t go seek out help.  How\ndo we do that?  \u003cb\&gt;\u003ci\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold;font-style:italic\"\&gt;We\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/i\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\n\u003cb\&gt;\u003ci\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold;font-style:italic\"\&gt;go to them.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/i\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Through our current network of\nrelationships we believe that we can reach many students in East and West\nAmbler Johnston dorm.  Please pray for this.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;How we are doing:\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I think we are doing fairly well.  We\nare all pretty exhausted mentally and emotionally.  Our exhaustion isn&amp;#39;t\nnecessarily from having tons of intense people contact...a normal week for us\nactually consists of much more people time.  This is due to the fact\nthat after the shootings on Monday, the campus was on lockdown and most of\nthe on campus students and freshman that we are working with took off\nMonday evening or Tuesday morning.",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;To be honest with you, every Christian ministry that I know of on campus is putting together things to invite people to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;come to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  For the most part, the students that come to those events are students who already know they are interested in God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;We desire that God might use us in the coming days to reach men and women that are interested in dialoguing about Christ, yet for one reason or another won’t go seek out help.  How do we do that?  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;go to them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Through our current network of relationships we believe that we can reach many students in East and West Ambler Johnston dorm.  Please pray for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;How we are doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I think we are doing fairly well.  We are all pretty exhausted mentally and emotionally.  Our exhaustion isn't necessarily from having tons of intense people contact...a normal week for us actually consists of much more people time.  This is due to the fact that after the shootings on Monday, the campus was on lockdown and most of the on campus students and freshman that we are working with took off Monday evening or Tuesday morning.&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Our exhaustion is more from the\ncombination of conversations, lack of sleep, the constant news coverage and the\never present environment/reminder of loss and hurt and evil.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;We also are aware of how great the need is\ngoing to be when the students return for class on Monday and so we are spending\ngood amounts of time thinking/praying for that.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I am trying to give my best to Julia and\nour boys (Isaiah and Toby) when I am around.  Isaiah definitely has felt\nthe event in various ways.  We have tried to help him interpret this in a\nway that would be beneficial for a three year old.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;I am really sensitive towards my\nVT Campus Director, Doug Rose.  He has invested deeply in the students at\nTech all year long and has had many men in Bible Studies throughout the year\nthat will need much comfort in the days ahead.   Please pray for him.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt; \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;John 16:33 \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003cfont color\u003d\"black\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;has been a rock for me.  In Christ\nwe have peace.  In the world we will have trouble.  Take heart, He\nhas overcome the world. \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"text-decoration:none\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Our exhaustion is more from the combination of conversations, lack of sleep, the constant news coverage and the ever present environment/reminder of loss and hurt and evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;We also are aware of how great the need is going to be when the students return for class on Monday and so we are spending good amounts of time thinking/praying for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I am trying to give my best to Julia and our boys (Isaiah and Toby) when I am around.  Isaiah definitely has felt the event in various ways.  We have tried to help him interpret this in a way that would be beneficial for a three year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;I am really sensitive towards my VT Campus Director, Doug Rose.  He has invested deeply in the students at Tech all year long and has had many men in Bible Studies throughout the year that will need much comfort in the days ahead.   Please pray for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;John 16:33 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;has been a rock for me.  In Christ we have peace.  In the world we will have trouble.  Take heart, He has overcome the world. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb"," \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;How you can help:\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cul style\u003d\"margin-top:0in\" type\u003d\"disc\"\&gt;\n \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Pray for\n     our daily time with Christ.  2 Corinthians 1:3-4 is a good passage to\n     pray through for us.  That the comfort we receive from God will be\n     the comfort we pass on to others.  \u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Pray for\n     our physical rest and comfort.  Many of our staff are showing\n     physical signs of stress already.\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Pray for\n     wisdom in the days ahead.  God tells us in James if we lack wisdom we\n     are to ask Him for it (1:5).  We greatly feel the need for\n     wisdom!  Wisdom for when to speak and when to listen.  Wisdom\n     for where to extend ourselves for the good of this community.\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Pray our\n     follow up plan for the rest of the semester.  We will be seeking to\n     make contact with every person that we have spent time with this year and\n     we are praying that many would come to faith in Christ.\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Pray for\n     continued unity among Christians on campus.  Today was a wonderful\n     demonstration of this as we had a joint prayer gathering in the center of\n     Tech’s Drill Field. (John 17:20-21)",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;How you can help:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Pray for      our daily time with Christ.  2 Corinthians 1:3-4 is a good passage to      pray through for us.  That the comfort we receive from God will be      the comfort we pass on to others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Pray for      our physical rest and comfort.  Many of our staff are showing      physical signs of stress already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Pray for      wisdom in the days ahead.  God tells us in James if we lack wisdom we      are to ask Him for it (1:5).  We greatly feel the need for      wisdom!  Wisdom for when to speak and when to listen.  Wisdom      for where to extend ourselves for the good of this community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Pray our      follow up plan for the rest of the semester.  We will be seeking to      make contact with every person that we have spent time with this year and      we are praying that many would come to faith in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Pray for      continued unity among Christians on campus.  Today was a wonderful      demonstration of this as we had a joint prayer gathering in the center of      Tech’s Drill Field. (John 17:20-21)&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n\u003c/ul\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black;font-weight:bold\"\&gt;Beyond Prayer\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cul style\u003d\"margin-top:0in\" type\u003d\"disc\"\&gt;\n \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;If you\n     feel led, please send an encouraging note to one of my staff below. \n     I know that it would mean a lot to them.\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n\u003c/ul\&gt;\n\n\u003cul style\u003d\"margin-top:0in\" type\u003d\"disc\"\&gt;\n \u003cul style\u003d\"margin-top:0in\" type\u003d\"circle\"\&gt;\n  \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Doug\n      Rose- \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial\"\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:drose@campusoutreach.org\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;drose@campusoutreach.org\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/a\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\n      \u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n  \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Adriana\n      Pariz- \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial\"\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:apariz@campusoutreach.org\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;apariz@campusoutreach.org\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/a\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n  \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Collin\n      Setterberg- \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial\"\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:csetterberg@campusoutreach.org\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;Beyond Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;If you      feel led, please send an encouraging note to one of my staff below.       I know that it would mean a lot to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Doug       Rose- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:drose@campusoutreach.org" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;drose@campusoutreach.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Adriana       Pariz- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:apariz@campusoutreach.org" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;apariz@campusoutreach.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Collin       Setterberg- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:csetterberg@campusoutreach.org" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;csetterberg@campusoutreach.org\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/a\&gt;\u003cb\&gt;\u003cu\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/u\&gt;\u003c/b\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n  \u003cli style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;Andrew\n      Schwartz- \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial\"\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:aschwartz@campusoutreach.org\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt\"\&gt;aschwartz@campusoutreach.org\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/a\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\n      \u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/li\&gt;\n \u003c/ul\&gt;\n\u003c/ul\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp style\u003d\"margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in\"\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Symbol\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;color:black\"\&gt;\u003cspan\&gt;·\u003cfont size\u003d\"1\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan\&gt;                              \u003cWBR\&gt;  \n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cfont color\u003d\"black\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"color:black\"\&gt;Many of you have asked about sending a financial\ndonation.  We do anticipate needing some additional funding in the\nupcoming weeks for providing meals and putting on a few gathering events. \nBeyond that, our greatest funding needs are more long term in nature as our\nentire ministry is 100% support funded through churches/individuals/businesses\u003cWBR\&gt;. \nYou can reply back to me if you are interested in hearing more about our long\nterm needs.  For immediate donations, all checks can be made payable to \u003ci\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-style:italic\"\&gt;Campus Outreach Virginia \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/i\&gt;and sent to the\naddress below.  \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Arial\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black\"\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"3\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Times New Roman\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:12.0pt;color:black\"\&gt;Thank you for your partnership, \u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"4\" color\u003d\"black\" face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;csetterberg@campusoutreach.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Andrew       Schwartz- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:aschwartz@campusoutreach.org" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;aschwartz@campusoutreach.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many of you have asked about sending a financial donation.  We do anticipate needing some additional funding in the upcoming weeks for providing meals and putting on a few gathering events.  Beyond that, our greatest funding needs are more long term in nature as our entire ministry is 100% support funded through churches/individuals/businesses&lt;wbr&gt;.  You can reply back to me if you are interested in hearing more about our long term needs.  For immediate donations, all checks can be made payable to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Campus Outreach Virginia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and sent to the address below.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;Thank you for your partnership, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:13.5pt;font-family:Verdana;color:black\"\&gt;Matt Bradner\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana\"\&gt;Campus Outreach Virginia Director\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana\"\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:mbradner@campusoutreach.org\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;\u003cem\&gt;\u003ci\&gt;\u003cfont face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:Verdana\"\&gt;mbradner@campusoutreach.org\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/i\&gt;\u003c/em\&gt;\u003c/a\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana\"\&gt;814 Cambridge Road\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana\"\&gt;Blacksburg, Va. 24060\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003cdiv\&gt;\n\n\u003cp\&gt;\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Verdana\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana\"\&gt;704-650-3426\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\n",0] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;Matt Bradner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Campus Outreach Virginia Director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:mbradner@campusoutreach.org" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mbradner@campusoutreach.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;814 Cambridge Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Blacksburg, Va. 24060&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-7077119036434240140?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.covirginia.org/' title='From Matt Bradner, in Blacksburg'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/7077119036434240140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=7077119036434240140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7077119036434240140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/7077119036434240140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-matt-bradner-in-blacksburg.html' title='From Matt Bradner, in Blacksburg'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4123329234937445913</id><published>2007-04-16T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T08:18:25.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CO Virgina Staff OK</title><content type='html'>From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, Stacey and I used to be on staff with Campus Outreach Charlotte. Upon hearing about the tragedy at V-Tech this afternoon I called my old area director, Matt Bradner, who heads up &lt;a href="http://www.covirginia.org/"&gt;CO-Virginia based out of Blacksburg&lt;/a&gt;.  He said the staff team is ok.  Be praying for them and the entire campus as they attempt to bring answers to questions like, "where was God in all of this?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4123329234937445913?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4123329234937445913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4123329234937445913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4123329234937445913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4123329234937445913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/04/co-blacksburg-staff-ok.html' title='CO Virgina Staff OK'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3522912095745745914</id><published>2007-04-13T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T13:27:09.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomach virus...yuck!</title><content type='html'>Yes, our sweet Karis has a stomach virus.  This morning, we were met with a yucky mess when I went to get her out of her crib.  So, Dee started our first load of laundry today at 7:30am.  She took about 3oz of formula, then slept for about 2 1/2 hours immediately after she ate, which is unusual.  Other than the mess and the sleeping (and the doctor's visit), she has acted really happy, playing and talking/cooing, and smiling a lot.  You would never know she's sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, my little girl teaches me a lesson.  I made the comment to my mom this morning, "She's the happiest sick baby I've seen."  Mom reminded me, it's not like babies think, "Oh, I'm sick."  They just know when it hurts and when it doesn't.  It made me think of how many negative emotions and anxieties I have just from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; about my situation, whether it's sickness, events of the day, or the most popular one in the Lanier house, lack of $.  Karis only frets or cries when she is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; experiencing discomfort, not in the anticipation of it.  And you know, my fretting and her lack of it doesn't change the outcome of events.  So her sick day is much more enjoyable than mine would be, because she at least plays and is happy in the waning of her symptoms.  The only thing that can change the events of my life or my emotions about it is the grace and work of the Lord.  So, instead of being anxious or miserable, why not pray?  That is the only means that He gives us to change things, not my emotions or thoughts.  And then I can rest in HIS wisdom and not my own.  I can trust His way instead of me trying to figure out what to do!  Then no matter what happens, I can be completely secure and happy in Him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lessons of motherhood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3522912095745745914?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3522912095745745914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3522912095745745914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3522912095745745914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3522912095745745914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/04/stomach-virusyuck.html' title='Stomach virus...yuck!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4929933257095962320</id><published>2007-04-11T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:50:47.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Philly</title><content type='html'>Dee posted a review, if you will, on our experience at church on Easter.  If you have 5 mins, take a read &lt;a href="http://crosscultured.blogspot.com/2007/04/epiphany.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4929933257095962320?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://crosscultured.blogspot.com/2007/04/epiphany.html' title='On Philly'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4929933257095962320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4929933257095962320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4929933257095962320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4929933257095962320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-philly.html' title='On Philly'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-4703724395689289144</id><published>2007-04-10T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:35.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DC, Baltimore, Gaithersburg, Philadelphia</title><content type='html'>These are all the places we have been in the last week.  Dee had Spring Break so we decided to take a trip to DC to visit his mom who has just moved into a house there.  It's actually in Fort Washington, MD right outside DC.  It really was a great trip full of so much encouragement for us.  We realized we know more people in that part of the country than we realized.  We had lunch with a guy that Dee discipled who now lives in Baltimore.  We had dinner in Gaithersburg 2 different nights with the Swans from our church who are at the Pastor's College and the Nelsons who are great friends and mentors of ours who used to live in Atlanta.  On Sunday, we drove up to Philly and went to church at Epiphany Fellowship, a plant that the one of the guys from Cross Movement is helping to plant.  Duce (The Ambassador) is one of the pastors there along with Eric Mason.  Manny (Da' TRUTH), Brady (Phanatik), and Shai Linn also attend there.  It was a very worshipful service presented in very different means.  We'll have a whole other post just about Philly real soon.&lt;br /&gt;   Of course, we had a great time with Grammie Lanier and she just ate up her time with Karis.  Karis did SO good considering us dragging her all over the place.  She slept great and was really happy pretty much the whole time.  Dee's mom has a great house there and she is still getting set up.  There's lots of room for us and Karis and the 2 dogs!!  Yes, Noah &amp; Buster went also and we left them there for a while.  We totally neglect them now that Karis is here and Dee's mom has a great place for them.  They have a huge yard to run around in (&amp;amp; escape from!) AND they get to stay inside!  They don't get that privilege here.  We're going to work on our yard, I mean mud pit, maybe have a garden, then bring them back later.  I know, I know, they will mess it all up again.  Oh well, we'll give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;   It was really cold there all week, so we didn't visit many sites since most things in DC are outside.  We went to the Pentagon, but got there too late to see anything.  So, mostly we just ate, visited friends, watched a movie or 2, got in the hot tub at the house in 40 degree weather, and hung out with Grammie!  It was a wonderful trip!  Here are a few pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvOuG3qgNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CTJwp9erOYA/s1600-h/100_0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvOuG3qgNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CTJwp9erOYA/s200/100_0415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051858698539532498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Karis putting herself to sleep after we had laid her down to play while we got things together to go out.  She literally covers her eyes, sucks her thumb and goes to sleep wherever she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis in the car...again and again and again!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvPSW3qgOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZoZ_op15nXo/s1600-h/100_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvPSW3qgOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZoZ_op15nXo/s200/100_0420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051859321309790434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvPoG3qgPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/31gJJ_9CRP8/s1600-h/100_0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvPoG3qgPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/31gJJ_9CRP8/s200/100_0422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051859694971945202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis and Grammie (I mean Chaplain Lanier) at the Pentagon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvQWG3qgRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WSkzOaB0OoA/s1600-h/100_0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvQsm3qgSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bKs5eQayXVM/s200/100_0442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051860871792984354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that's under regulation for uniformed officers!&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;Easter Sunday&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvRjm3qgVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/j-y1rExWeIs/s1600-h/100_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvRjm3qgVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/j-y1rExWeIs/s200/100_0467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051861816685789522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvRRG3qgUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/adItGNxoY_0/s1600-h/100_0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvRRG3qgUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/adItGNxoY_0/s200/100_0460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051861498858209602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvQ_m3qgTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RPXRtVYV-YA/s1600-h/100_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvQ_m3qgTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RPXRtVYV-YA/s200/100_0472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051861198210498866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvR8W3qgWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UrKehDO5HhA/s1600-h/100_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvR8W3qgWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UrKehDO5HhA/s200/100_0477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051862241887551842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can we go with you?&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;Dee's goodbyes to the Boys&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvSSm3qgXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uHAcNZ4BNmg/s1600-h/100_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvSSm3qgXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uHAcNZ4BNmg/s200/100_0481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051862624139641202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvSom3qgYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6uUoiDvYgHc/s1600-h/100_0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvSom3qgYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6uUoiDvYgHc/s200/100_0478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051863002096763266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karis is ready to go home!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvTKm3qgaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZM-yfsCzO5E/s1600-h/100_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvTKm3qgaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZM-yfsCzO5E/s200/100_0484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051863586212315554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvS7m3qgZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Bdmf_FcBl1o/s1600-h/100_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvS7m3qgZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Bdmf_FcBl1o/s200/100_0482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051863328514277778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-4703724395689289144?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/4703724395689289144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=4703724395689289144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4703724395689289144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/4703724395689289144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/04/dc-baltimore-gaithersburg-philadelphia.html' title='DC, Baltimore, Gaithersburg, Philadelphia'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RhvOuG3qgNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CTJwp9erOYA/s72-c/100_0415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3634305555961880921</id><published>2007-03-30T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:11:11.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;I want to request that you pray for a student that goes to my school.  His name is DeAndre, and I occasionally give him a ride the second half of his commute to school, whenever I see him walking up the road while I'm driving.  Our time is brief, but I typically listen to a sermon or the ESV audio in the mornings, but I always get my MP3 player ready to switch fast to some &lt;a href="http://www.crossmovementrecords.com"&gt;Cross Movement&lt;/a&gt; just in case I see DeAndre.  Well, he definitely likes the beats, and asks me questions all of the time about why I listen to Christian rap versus, "violent rap" (his term).  We get around 5 mins during our quick trip up the road maybe twice a week.  The conversation is not very fluid because he is in speech therapy and can be pretty hard to understand at times, and I have to ask him to repeat himself often.  The other day he asked when did I started listening to Christian hip-hop, and why did I start listening to it.  I proceeded to tell him that 10 years ago I prayed to receive Christ, that I told God that I believe His Son died for me, and that I wanted to stop resisting Him.  I then told him that it was shortly after that God began changing my desires, and that included what I listened to.  As DeAndre was getting out of the car, without flinching, and with the clearest speech he replied, "I like violent rap.  I like shooting and sex.  That's what I like."  Door closes, and he's off to class.  Can you pray for him, and that I would faithfully continue to pursue him?  Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3634305555961880921?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3634305555961880921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3634305555961880921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3634305555961880921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3634305555961880921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/03/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-3824928107450854527</id><published>2007-03-15T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:06:02.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No TV Day</title><content type='html'>OK, so I know this sounds so petty and probably reveals a lot about me, but today I didn't turn on the television once.  That usually doesn't happen when I am at home all day with no visitors.  I don't think I am a TV junkie nor do I spend endless hours in front of it.  But admittedly, I usually do have it on either in the morning or afternoon...(sometimes both).  It usually starts with watching the news or GMA or Regis &amp; Kelly while I eat breakfast or something while I eat lunch.  I am one of those who doesn't like silence.  I enjoy music, but when I am just sitting, I don't want to look at nothing.  (I know!  I know!  I could look at a book!  And I actually love to read.)  And I don't have little ones running around yet...Karis still takes 3-4 naps a day.  So it can start with sitting down for a meal and then sometimes it just stays on.  Certain days I am around the house doing other things sometimes tuning in and sometimes ignoring it.  Other times I find myself at the end of a program seeing what will come on next. &lt;br /&gt;But today was great!  Now don't get me wrong I don't think TV is bad or watching it is terrible.  I just think I have spent too much time there.  So today it didn't come on at all.  I really enjoyed the day filled with exercise, playtime with Karis, reading, great conversations with dear friends, catching up on others' lives through blogs and a little cleaning.  I do these things on other days as well, but not as much.  I spent more time thinking through what I was reading and really seeking the Lord over some issues in my heart.  I can see where they say TV has a loose link to ADD.  Multitasking can be the death of mental sharpness.&lt;br /&gt;I am not vowing to never watch TV again, (we are pretty big fans of American Idol around here), but I was encouraged today at what can be accomplished mentally, relationally, and spiritually without it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-3824928107450854527?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/3824928107450854527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=3824928107450854527' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3824928107450854527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/3824928107450854527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-tv-day.html' title='No TV Day'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-1361939230744920397</id><published>2007-03-15T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:37.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday was a fun day with the camera.  So here are some pics of our afternoon &amp; evening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading in the Bumbo seat...yes, the book's upside down.  We're working on that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflhmozCOTI/AAAAAAAAACE/EwrAUs1sf9Y/s1600-h/100_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflhmozCOTI/AAAAAAAAACE/EwrAUs1sf9Y/s320/100_0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042168574232377650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflifYzCOUI/AAAAAAAAACM/17SIHkr_N9A/s1600-h/100_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflifYzCOUI/AAAAAAAAACM/17SIHkr_N9A/s320/100_0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042169549189953858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cute faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RfljKYzCOVI/AAAAAAAAACU/7cvuFcoiUIw/s1600-h/100_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RfljKYzCOVI/AAAAAAAAACU/7cvuFcoiUIw/s320/100_0397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042170287924328786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RfljnYzCOWI/AAAAAAAAACc/AEjFMAPTejI/s1600-h/100_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RfljnYzCOWI/AAAAAAAAACc/AEjFMAPTejI/s320/100_0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042170786140535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee playing with his favorite boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflzoozCOcI/AAAAAAAAADM/u-3Pn_lPHO8/s1600-h/100_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflzoozCOcI/AAAAAAAAADM/u-3Pn_lPHO8/s320/100_0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042188399801416130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflzEYzCObI/AAAAAAAAADE/B710F-2s3dg/s1600-h/100_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflzEYzCObI/AAAAAAAAADE/B710F-2s3dg/s320/100_0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042187777031158194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;Karis' usual spot at dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rfl0kIzCOdI/AAAAAAAAADU/6IWHrobXT98/s1600-h/100_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Rfl0kIzCOdI/AAAAAAAAADU/6IWHrobXT98/s320/100_0401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042189422003632594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-1361939230744920397?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/1361939230744920397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=1361939230744920397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1361939230744920397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/1361939230744920397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday.html' title='YESTERDAY'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RflhmozCOTI/AAAAAAAAACE/EwrAUs1sf9Y/s72-c/100_0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-224187023081633859</id><published>2007-03-12T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T15:08:19.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>K.B.B.K.</title><content type='html'>Kare-Bear-Bad-Kold.  She actually has a respiratory virus and an ear infection.  Please pray for our little sweetie, and her mom as well.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-224187023081633859?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/224187023081633859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=224187023081633859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/224187023081633859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/224187023081633859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/03/kbbk.html' title='K.B.B.K.'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5140378032061770093</id><published>2007-03-06T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T09:41:05.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS KARIS DOESN’T CARE ABOUT…</title><content type='html'>1.    If I don’t get out of my pajamas until 2:00&lt;br /&gt;2.    That the kitchen floor needs to be mopped, the furniture is dusty, I need to clean the bathrooms, and the laundry is piling up&lt;br /&gt;3.    When I’m having a bad hair day&lt;br /&gt;4.    When we are late to appointments&lt;br /&gt;5.    That we’re almost out of toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;6.    That the dogs bark…a lot!&lt;br /&gt;7.    If I don’t know what we’re having for dinner&lt;br /&gt;8.    My to do list&lt;br /&gt;9.    That we have NO money!&lt;br /&gt;10.    The future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really cares about right now…if her tummy is full (of milk, not gas!), her bottom is clean and dry, her sleep is adequate, and if Mommy and Daddy are paying attention to her, giving her love and hugs and kisses, knowing that they will take care of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I be more like her?  My only concern being that my present needs are more than taken care of and I have my Daddy’s full attention and He will take care of the future…the next moment, the next day, the next bank statement, and the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3 months, that little girl can teach me a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5140378032061770093?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5140378032061770093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5140378032061770093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5140378032061770093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5140378032061770093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-karis-doesnt-care-about.html' title='THINGS KARIS DOESN’T CARE ABOUT…'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5262908679570260462</id><published>2007-03-06T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:38.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Does She Look Like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1xX9Z7JAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xEQa31zXn2g/s1600-h/scan0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1xX9Z7JAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xEQa31zXn2g/s320/scan0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038808214531679234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1399Z7JFI/AAAAAAAAABc/VwKk5Ilbuyw/s1600-h/100_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1399Z7JFI/AAAAAAAAABc/VwKk5Ilbuyw/s320/100_0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038815464436474962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first questions we all get when we have a baby is "Who does she look like?"  With our precious little Karis, we have gotten a mixed response.  There have been a few "just like Daddy" or "just like Mommy"  comments, but mostly it's been "I really can't tell" or "She's a really good mix of you both".  Well, as I was browsing some pictures the other day, I thought I would share some baby pictures of all of us and let you decide?  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1_PNZ7JHI/AAAAAAAAABs/_BUEKucDjco/s1600-h/100_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1_PNZ7JHI/AAAAAAAAABs/_BUEKucDjco/s320/100_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038823457370612850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re11_NZ7JDI/AAAAAAAAABM/ObqDWjyoFS8/s1600-h/scan0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re11_NZ7JDI/AAAAAAAAABM/ObqDWjyoFS8/s320/scan0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038813286888055858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re14sdZ7JGI/AAAAAAAAABk/krxrVMdiLFg/s1600-h/100_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re14sdZ7JGI/AAAAAAAAABk/krxrVMdiLFg/s320/100_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038816263300392034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1xqtZ7JBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dGs8cRH8fT4/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1xqtZ7JBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dGs8cRH8fT4/s320/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038808536654226450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re13UtZ7JEI/AAAAAAAAABU/zhOhcyQXoeg/s1600-h/100_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re13UtZ7JEI/AAAAAAAAABU/zhOhcyQXoeg/s320/100_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038814755766871106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re2FINZ7JII/AAAAAAAAAB0/ztvedDU6YPU/s1600-h/scan0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re2FINZ7JII/AAAAAAAAAB0/ztvedDU6YPU/s320/scan0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038829934181295234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///private/var/tmp/folders.502/TemporaryItems/iPhoto/DPAP/71.68.27.186/8770/1/100_0214.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5262908679570260462?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5262908679570260462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5262908679570260462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5262908679570260462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5262908679570260462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-does-she-look-like.html' title='Who Does She Look Like?'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/Re1xX9Z7JAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xEQa31zXn2g/s72-c/scan0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5774165877000280424</id><published>2007-02-05T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:16:53.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;div style="background:#000; width:550px"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top:10px" src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=63348898@N00 frameBorder=0 width=500 height=500 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-size:10px; text-decoration:none; color:#555" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5774165877000280424?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5774165877000280424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5774165877000280424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5774165877000280424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5774165877000280424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-pics.html' title='New Pics!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5987623120734732191</id><published>2006-12-16T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:39.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RYQcqEIzF5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/1AmzkSJKIao/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RYQcqEIzF5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/1AmzkSJKIao/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009160194533562258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of those praying for my job situation. Last week my principal let me know that he was able to procure enough funds to offer me a full-time teaching position with benefits for next semester. Praise God. Future aspirations of course continue. Keep posted and keep praying. It's my desire to fully enjoy and spread the joy of Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5987623120734732191?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5987623120734732191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5987623120734732191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5987623120734732191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5987623120734732191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/12/answered-prayer.html' title='Answered Prayer'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RYQcqEIzF5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/1AmzkSJKIao/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-2595184704809126191</id><published>2006-12-07T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:33:39.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to your hair?</title><content type='html'>Growing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXghlOoRyKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ySkGBvC7AB4/s1600-h/100_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXghlOoRyKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ySkGBvC7AB4/s200/100_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005787909288216738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXgiKOoRyLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/l5IwLzkENZY/s1600-h/100_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXgiKOoRyLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/l5IwLzkENZY/s200/100_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005788544943376562" /&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;Gone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXgjxeoRyMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BYDGlktvDHo/s1600-h/100_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXgjxeoRyMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BYDGlktvDHo/s200/100_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005790318764869826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to cut my hair, again.  It has been amusing to get the reactions of shock from my colleagues and students.  Bottom line, I have been interviewing for several sales jobs and though that may or may not be where God lands me, I recognize that stereotypes do exist, and I have bigger battles to fight than to stake my identity in a hair style.  I believe that was the final time with locks!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bigger things, Stacey and I go to the hospital tonight.  Karis is coming!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-2595184704809126191?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/2595184704809126191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=2595184704809126191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2595184704809126191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/2595184704809126191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-happened-to-your-hair.html' title='What happened to your hair?'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wWuCf4RlnKo/RXghlOoRyKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ySkGBvC7AB4/s72-c/100_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-28687601798960987</id><published>2006-12-05T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:33:12.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL</title><content type='html'>well, doctor's report from yesterday is...i have not progressed at all from last week and they will induce labor.  we will go in thursday night for them to start prepping me and start meds for induction friday morning.  so we will have a baby by saturday at the latest.  definitely pray for strength for me &amp; karis to go through this and for her to be completely healthy.  pray for us as we try to rest these last few days.  of course, we could go into labor before thursday and i would not be upset about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-28687601798960987?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/28687601798960987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=28687601798960987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/28687601798960987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/28687601798960987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/12/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-6925614150398686681</id><published>2006-12-02T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:53:04.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLOTTING FOR HELP...:)</title><content type='html'>Well, we had a bit of an adventure this week in our house.   As some of you know, I have been nesting in a major way for quite some time getting everything ready for Karis,  I have had wonderful help from friends and my mom cleaning and getting everything we need/want for her.  So, I have felt very restful and peaceful about the house...until this week.  My husband had a great plan to get even more help!  Maybe he didn't think it was clean enough around here, so here's what he did...&lt;br /&gt;He has been making the last finishing touches on the tile job from the summer.  Unknown to us, the edges of the tile where it meets the carpet have to be perfectly straight and cleaned up in order the carpet to be tacked properly.  So...with no other option, he cut the edges of the tile and cleaned up the morter.  So, now the tile looks great and we are able to really finish it off.  Oh, wait, then there's the rest of the house.  Cutting ceramic tile does create quite a cloud of dust...everywhere!  He had 4 places to cut in the foyer, living room, kitchen, and bath, so basically every square inch of the house from ceiling to floor in EVERY room (yes, the nursery too)  was COVERED in tile dust.  So, Wednesday night, I made some calls to the troops to come in and help clean/dust the house.  So, three precious friends, Christy, Dana, and Ali came in at different times from morning to night and helped.  They dusted the walls from top to bottom.  Every surface and item in our house was touched.  All fabrics, blankets, sheets, towels, clothes, pillows, stuffed animals, were washed.  All furniture and curtains were vacuumed.  Every surface in the entire house was wiped down.  Floors were swept and mopped multiple times.  Blinds were cleaned multiple times.  Every item in every room was picked up and cleaned.  EVERYTHING was cleaned.  So, basically our house is cleaner than it ever has been right now and I feel even better about it :)  Dee said at the end of the day when all the furniture was being put back into place and our last help was leaving around 9pm, "Wasn't that a good plan, honey?  I messed up the whole house and now it's ALL clean!"  &lt;br /&gt;How wonderful of my husband to serve me like that.  See, he understands my nesting finally and knows how clean I need things and he knows I need help right now.  What an amazing way to make it all happen!   ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-6925614150398686681?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/6925614150398686681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=6925614150398686681' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6925614150398686681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/6925614150398686681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/12/plotting-for-help.html' title='PLOTTING FOR HELP...:)'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-5044418125156096793</id><published>2006-12-01T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:45:25.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL WAITING</title><content type='html'>Well, no baby yet!  We are 2 days past our due date and we are patiently (well, sometimes) waiting.  The Doctor on Wednesday said everything looks fine...everything is moving in the right direction, just moving slowly.  We have another appt on Monday where they will do a 20 minute heartrate test on the baby and if still nothing is happening, we'll schedule an induction for sometime next week.  I really would like to deliver on my own without an induction, so we will be praying for that, but we will take whatever the Lord gives.  We are ready to meet our little girl.  She is moving so much these days and definitley running out of room!  We're pretty sure she will be a big, healthy girl!  We'll keep everyone updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-5044418125156096793?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/5044418125156096793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=5044418125156096793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5044418125156096793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/5044418125156096793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-waiting.html' title='STILL WAITING'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-116382616757901035</id><published>2006-11-17T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:11:03.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Definition of Ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/Pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/400/Pregnant.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;read‧y&lt;/span&gt;: adjective, read‧i‧er, read‧i‧est, verb, read‧ied, read‧y‧ing, noun, interjection&lt;br /&gt;–adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. completely prepared or in fit condition for immediate action or use: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;troops ready for battle; Dinner is ready.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacey is ready to have Karis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-116382616757901035?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/116382616757901035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=116382616757901035' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/116382616757901035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/116382616757901035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/11/definition-of-ready.html' title='The Definition of Ready!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-116128933423931518</id><published>2006-10-19T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:18:35.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so fresh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/images.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dee--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is going to make fun of me for writing this.  But As I'm writing you all, I'm also listening to Christian Hip-Hop in the background.  This blog is supposed to be more universal, involving both Stacey and I and mainly about our family life.  I'm supposed to reserve all of my hip-hop-slang-pontifications for my personal website.  That is still mostly the case, but as I wanted to brag on God about our church the best word I can think of (at this very moment) to describe it is, FRESH.  That is old school slang, for "good."  Think, the opposite of "wack," if you need a point of reference.  Anyway, really quickly, I wanted to update you and let you know that the second greatest highlight in our lives right now, second to the expected birth of our daughter, is our church.  Each and every Sunday I look forward to the worship, fellowship, and Word.  God has definitely been putting us through the press, but in our weakness He has marvelously displayed His strength Sunday to Sunday.  Note, I am not speaking simply about Sunday worship services, or even Care Group, but the lasting effects throughout the week, the significant relationships we have formed, and the expectation to meet with Him at every gathering with His people.  Today I received a short little note from our pastors with them saying that they have been praying for us.  In God's providence, this small gesture has strengthened my faith.  I thank God for His church universal, and I especially am thankful for CrossWay Community Church.  It's so fresh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-116128933423931518?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/116128933423931518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=116128933423931518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/116128933423931518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/116128933423931518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-so-fresh.html' title='It&apos;s so fresh!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115712231713644544</id><published>2006-09-01T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T10:52:40.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Like Crazy!</title><content type='html'>I know we haven't posted in forever.  I have been working like crazy at Starbucks early and at Crossroads an hour later, and then staying late and doing lesson pans.  It might take a while to get used to this new schedule, but thank God for the provision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Dee (Phil 3:13-14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115712231713644544?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115712231713644544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115712231713644544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115712231713644544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115712231713644544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/09/working-like-crazy.html' title='Working Like Crazy!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115556670976852427</id><published>2006-08-14T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T10:45:09.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/Isaiah_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/Isaiah_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday at around 3:00 am we got a call from Patti, Stacey's mom, telling us that Josh and Dana just went to the hospital.  Well, to make a very long story short, at around 11:30 pm, beautiful, ruddy, Isaiah Steven Hartness was born.  He was 7lbs 11ounces, all cute.  Mommy and daddy were pretty tired when we saw them on Friday.  I'm sure it will be a while before Dana blogs on it, but check this link periodically to read on updates directly from them.  We're so thankful to God for this new addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee, for the Laniers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115556670976852427?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://joshndana.blogspot.com/' title='New Nephew!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115556670976852427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115556670976852427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115556670976852427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115556670976852427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-nephew.html' title='New Nephew!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115556614808267253</id><published>2006-08-14T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:12:15.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Job?!</title><content type='html'>From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;Last week I got a call from Crossroads Charter asking if I was interested in teaching part-time and coaching track in the Spring.  The answer of course was, yes and yes.  I feel great about the freedom they are giving me as well to continue to look at other options if they come up.  I love those kids, and look forward to being in a teaching capacity.  I'm teaching "Teen Living" and "Parenting."  FYI, around 20% of the girls there are pregnant or have already had a child.  I'm also looking into something like Starbucks in the morning, because they have good benefits for part-timers.  We'll see what God does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115556614808267253?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115556614808267253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115556614808267253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115556614808267253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115556614808267253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/08/job.html' title='Job?!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115469990427786860</id><published>2006-08-04T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:00:15.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Redoing My resume</title><content type='html'>Dee:&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the better part of my morning working on my resume as recommended by one of my old professors.  Anyone else find it frustrating to spend such considerable amount of time making yourself look more appealing?  Or interviews: "So why are you the best candidate for the job?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these times I might slip up and say, "Actually I'm not, I'm the worst of sinners!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil 3:13-14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115469990427786860?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115469990427786860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115469990427786860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115469990427786860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115469990427786860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/08/redoing-my-resume.html' title='Redoing My resume'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115375163384284721</id><published>2006-07-24T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T10:33:53.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/confusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/confusion.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent time in the word from Hebrews 9:1-10, and as an act of confession and application, had this idea:  Our identity is never to be caught up in our jobs.  Ok, I know some may be thinking, how did he come to those conclusions?  Maybe I'll post on CrossCultured my exegesis, but by way of summary, let me just say, God had an intention behind the Law, but the author of Hebrews in chapters 8 and 9 especially seems to be saying, "it was never for the purposes in which you have made them."  The works of the Law are clearly (inherently) limited.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I have made literal work my identity, and I am being called to repent of such thinking.  How many of us ask or are asked by way of introduction, "so, what do you do?"  There is nothing wrong with that, but whenever I answer that question nowadays, I find myself cringing to respond, "I'm currently looking for work."  What does that say?  I have no worth if my identity is in my occupation?  But look at the flip-side, let's say I worked as a physician.  If my entire identity was wrapped up in that, then I would be a person of worth as long as I was still of working age, with physical and mental ability to perform my duties, and having a place of employment.  So what happens when (not if) any of those things cease to exist?  These are the sort of conjectures that have been swirling in my head while trying to apply the wonderful truths of Hebrews to my present reality of unemployment.  Job statuses are meant to change!  It makes no sense to put all of our worth in something that is meant to have a limited timeline as well as limited function behind it.  No, my primary identity is a child of God.  My primary aim in life is to Glorify Him by enjoying Him.  Consequently, my main objective in life is to cultivate and exude that identity in all of the temporary, albeit significant, duties that I am assigned throughout my entire life.  Please be praying that I find a job that I can most gladly do this, but also that I would recognize the sovereignty of God in this waiting period.  Thanks so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115375163384284721?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115375163384284721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115375163384284721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115375163384284721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115375163384284721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/07/fighting-confusion.html' title='Fighting Confusion'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115265760679119642</id><published>2006-07-11T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T18:40:06.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/image_00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/image_00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what the Laniers have been up to!  Special thanks to the Lehmers and Jonathan Mitchell in helping us get this project underway.  Dee had no clue where to even start without the experienced workmanship of Marco and Jonathan.  Kind of reminds you of discipleship, huh?  Now he's making nifty little cuts and starting on the front entrance.  We hope that the tile proves as a good addition whenever we decide to resell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115265760679119642?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115265760679119642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115265760679119642' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115265760679119642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115265760679119642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/07/big-job.html' title='Big Job!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115146145929874975</id><published>2006-06-27T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:28:49.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Daddy:&lt;br /&gt;Karis Faye Lanier, the name of our soon to be born child has already been a marvelous blessing to us.  I can hardly write these words without getting emotional.  I am so excited that God has graced (Charis, means grace) us with a child, and a precious girl at that.  For a while now, we have speculated with many that we were having a girl.  As a matter of fact, God had given me a special confidence that we were having a girl and that she was going to be o.k. during the time of our scare when we thought we had miscarried.  I look forward to being "Daddy" to this precious child, on lend from the Lord.  Pray that her and Mommy remain healthy and graciously cared for by our Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  I know what you may be thinking.  Yes, the Kovacs and the Laniers are naming their daughters Karis.  It's actually quite funny.  We were having dinner with them a couple weeks ago when Shawnda asked us what names we were thinking and we said Silas or Karis and Shawnda's eyes lit up and we knew "You guys are thinking Karis as well, aren't you?"  So we had great conversation about all of it and are joyful to be able to share yet another part of our lives with our dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Mommy:&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know what many of you are thinking..."I knew it was a girl!"  My dad's comment was, "How much did it cost for them to tell you that?  I could have told you for free."  We had a great dinner with my family tonight and gave them the news by showing them a little girl doll, the first doll that Daddy has bought his little girl.  Of course, we are just so excited and love being able to say 'she" instead of "the baby".  And we are thrilled to be able to pray for her and call her by name!  So, as soon as we fix a couple of computer glitches we are having, we will share our latest ultrasound picture.  It was wonderful to see her today, big and healthy and moving all around.  Well actually, it took a long time to see if she was a boy or girl because she had her legs completely crossed.  The nurse kept saying she was stubborn.  We like to say she was being modest...:)  So, the nurse left the room and I walked around and jumped around and pushed on my belly a lot to get her to move.  And it worked!  The doctor came right in and saw it immediately.  So exciting!!  Also, the other update is that the growth I had was completely undetectable today.  They said it's just gone...don't know what it was or why it's not there anymore, or where it went.  We know the Lord just healed my body and is keeping our little Karis safe and healthy!  So, thanks for celebrating with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115146145929874975?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115146145929874975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115146145929874975' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115146145929874975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115146145929874975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/06/girl.html' title='GIRL!!!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-115032160899747571</id><published>2006-06-14T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:02:05.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY!!</title><content type='html'>     Well, today was the LAST DAY for Dee and I both at our jobs.  This brings along a lot of mixed emotions for us.  Let me start with mine... :)  It hit me today around 4:30 when I was driving to the grocery store.  I thought, "I am not going back to school tomorrow...wow!"  Right now, my car is full, literally to the ceiling, of school boxes.  Dee hasn't unpacked it yet and he doesn't realize just how much school stuff I have.  I am a packrat and don't/can't throw away anything.  I really am thankful to be finished with the year.  It was a very stressful position and not very supportive from the administration, professionally or personally.  &lt;br/&gt;     All in all, I feel good about where the students left.  I did all I could with and for them.  They are all really excited about the baby and I promised them updates as well as a picture when the baby is born.  (One student asked, "Mrs. Lanier, could you hold the baby when you take the picture so we can have a picture of you too?"  They&lt;i&gt; can &lt;/i&gt;be sweet.)  I left with some good connections with a few of the parents and I think we will stay in touch which I am excited about.  The last day of school was funny as we hit the last 20 minutes of the day before the buses started being called.  One very emotional girl started really crying and it led into a cryfest for about 6 or 7 other students.  By the end, I had 5 girls and 2 boys crying and literally wailing!  They were all laying on me and on the floor and my shirt was soaked with tears.  They can have such sweet hearts.  We had lots of hugs while I had to push them out the door as to not miss their bus.  It was an emotional ending!&lt;br/&gt;     My new thing is a job at my dad's office in Harrisburg.  It's an office/admin position for a subcontractor.  I really do enjoy that kind of work and I start full time there next week.  It's such a change of pace from teaching and I like it!  My plan right now is to stay there until the baby's born.  I'm excited about the job and being closer to my dad while I'm pregnant.&lt;br/&gt;     Speaking of the pregnancy, I'm feeling great and I love the 2nd trimester!  I'm definitely in need of maternity clothes and am going shopping this weekend.  It is a challenge every morning to find something that fits and looks decent.  But I'm doing well.  I go to the doctor tomorrow and then have a checkup with the specialist in 2 weeks, which is when I think we'll be able to find out the gender!  (We  think it's a girl.)&lt;br/&gt;     As for Dee, he is excited to be finished with his job, but it also starts the heavy job hunt!  As we all know, searching for jobs can be draining and it is already getting that way.  Please pray for him/us as he is pursuing several different things right now.  It can feel like a big waiting game.&lt;br/&gt;    Our big plan for the rest of this week is the BEACH!  We'll be there with the rest of my family, which is usually lots of fun!  We are eager for the rest and play with them and each other.  &lt;br/&gt;     So here we go on another adventure!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-115032160899747571?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/115032160899747571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=115032160899747571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115032160899747571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/115032160899747571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day.html' title='LAST DAY!!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114891705745219313</id><published>2006-05-29T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:37:37.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Lanier at 11 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/11%20weeks%20baby.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/11%20weeks%20baby.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ultrasound was taken 3 weeks ago.  P.S., that's a hand, not an extra-large nose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114891705745219313?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114891705745219313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114891705745219313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114891705745219313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114891705745219313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/05/baby-lanier-at-11-weeks_29.html' title='Baby Lanier at 11 weeks'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114866959729462729</id><published>2006-05-26T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T14:59:01.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These are funny...</title><content type='html'>From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;I know that Stacey typically writes the funny school stories, but I have an installation to add.  A teacher came into the hallway yesterday laughing hysterically, just to tell me about some comical responses to a quiz she had just given.  The students studied different proverbial statements and then had to fill in the blanks in a quiz.  Here are the questions and top responses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  If you lie down with the dogs... "&lt;em&gt;you'll get stinky&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;2.  Don't bite the hand... "&lt;em&gt;that's dirty&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;3.  A penny saved... "&lt;em&gt;ain't worth your time&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;4.  Children should be seen and not... "&lt;em&gt;smacked&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best (and saddest) of all:&lt;br /&gt;5. Better late... "&lt;em&gt;than pregnant&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114866959729462729?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114866959729462729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114866959729462729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114866959729462729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114866959729462729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/05/these-are-funny.html' title='These are funny...'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114813270196046773</id><published>2006-05-20T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T17:22:56.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, updates, updates</title><content type='html'>From Stacey:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I know some updates are due.  I'm not very consistent in this blog thing. (sounds like some other things in my life...)  Well, we have had an eventful 1st trimester with our little one.  After the last big scare, the doctors were checking on me almost every week with an ultrasound b/c they saw a growth there, which they thought at first was a fibroid, which is common and can coexist with the baby just fine.  Then, I had one of those fun comments from the doctor, "Well, I really don't know what it is or if it's a concern.  You'll have to go to the specialist."  You know, the whole time, he's not really acting concerned, but it freaks me out!  Also, by this time, the growth really looks like it's in the sac with the baby!  So, my mom and I go to the specialist and it was very relieving.  He said it's definitely not a fibroid and doesn't look like a placental tumor which can also grow in the sac near where the cord atttaches (which is where this thing is).  He doesn't really know what it is, but it's not affecting my baby, so don't worry about it.  We saw a great picture of the baby with the high-tech ultrasound machine.  The baby had grown so much and looked like it was doing flips in there, kicking and waving its arms.  It was so fun to see that!  So, it sounded like one of those typical Hartness doctor's appts.  "You're growing something, we don't know what it is, and we've never seen anything like it.  I'm sure you'll be fine."  (Me and my family have had several interesting reports like that!)  The doctor also said I should have a normal pregnancy, normal delivery, the growth is not permanent, and will come out with the baby, whatever it is!&lt;br /&gt;     Other than all that, I am feeling better, coming in on the 13th week.  Food is still an issue, but Dee is being very patient with that!  You never what I might want or what turns my stomach.  Also, I told my students that I'm expecting, and they were excited.  I have a few parents calling and asking if it's really true.  They ask about the baby all the time and come up and act like they're listening to my stomach.  One funny instance...after I told the kids, I explained that's why I eat crackers in class sometimes because "my baby makes me sick".  I had no comments then, but about an hour later, in the middle of a lesson, one student raised his hand and said "Mrs. Lanier, how are you going to have a baby in your house every day?"  "What do you mean, of course the baby will be with me every day."  "But if babies make you sick, how are you going to be around it all the time?"  I laughed and retold him, it's not that I don't like babies, but being pregnant makes my stomach feel sick.   "Ooooooh"  he says.  I have to watch how I explain things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114813270196046773?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114813270196046773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114813270196046773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114813270196046773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114813270196046773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/05/updates-updates-updates.html' title='Updates, updates, updates'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114790543540850825</id><published>2006-05-17T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:37:15.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uwm.edu/Dept/ETI/jobs/rocky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.uwm.edu/Dept/ETI/jobs/rocky.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dee:&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;What's going on with the Laniers?  Well, we need to post some more baby pics and news for sure!  But at very least, you all can be praying for us as I look for a new job. Since April I have been working at Crossroads Charter High School in a security/counseling position.  It has been enjoyable, but it will only continue for the next 3 weeks before school is out.  Our future relies a lot on wherever God sees fit to grant us employment.  One major lead has been for the Department of Juvenile Justice in North Carolina.  I have applied for positions in both Raleigh and Charlotte, and just recently I received a call from the one in Charlotte today!  So could God be leading us to stay put???  To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114790543540850825?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114790543540850825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114790543540850825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114790543540850825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114790543540850825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/05/looking-for-work.html' title='Looking For Work'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114542883191386379</id><published>2006-04-19T02:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:40:31.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Scare, Bigger God</title><content type='html'>At around 9:30 pm last night, Stacey experienced what we thought was a miscarriage.  We went to the ER and had an ultrasound and saw our little "peanut" alive and well.  We are going to bed at 2:40 am, tired, yet very relieved.  God is gracious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114542883191386379?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114542883191386379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114542883191386379' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114542883191386379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114542883191386379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-scare-bigger-god.html' title='Big Scare, Bigger God'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114503573215824911</id><published>2006-04-14T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:38:50.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth a 1000 words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/Baby.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/Baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: ?&lt;br /&gt;Approximate Arrival date: 11/29/06&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of Parents: Ecstatic in the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., look real closely.  X marks the spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114503573215824911?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114503573215824911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114503573215824911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114503573215824911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114503573215824911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/04/worth-1000-words.html' title='Worth a 1000 words...'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114316183328708251</id><published>2006-03-23T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:57:13.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Quotes</title><content type='html'>Well, my husband has been on the verge of nagging me to blog, so here I am!  Usually, my excuse is being so tired from teaching 24 6 and 7-year-olds all day.  They wear me out!  So, my new (and hopefully repeating) update will be famous quotes from my students.  They can come up with some great things sometimes!  Here is one recent story from a student who started out as my most challenging and has grown so much in his behavior control, that he's become one of my favorite students to be around and talk to.  He and another student were joking around with me as they were waiting for their buses, saying they wanted me to give them money for a drink.  After, of course, telling them no, they joked they would steal it from my purse.  I told them that people who steal have to go to jail and then they couldn't fulfill their dreams, namely professional football and basketball.  Well, one of them quickly replies, "My mom works at the prison and when I go there, I see them playing basketball all the time!" HA!  I laughed so hard and informed him that they don't get paid quite the same.  He said, "The lunch lady does."  My response, "Do you want to go to prison just to play basketball?"  Student:  "I'd be close to my mom!"  (His mom is a nurse at the prison in Charlotte.)  Such the sweet words from a boy whose favorite woman is still his mom!&lt;br /&gt;So, that's the famous quote for today.  More to come soon!  However, I did just begin Spring Break!  I'm convinced God created Spring Break!  I need it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114316183328708251?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114316183328708251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114316183328708251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114316183328708251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114316183328708251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/03/famous-quotes.html' title='Famous Quotes'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114315289123193703</id><published>2006-03-23T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:49:28.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination Known and Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/Road.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/200/Road.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been wondering what's going on with the Laniers in the job search journey, here's a copy of an update just recently sent to the members at Desiring God Community Church.  You may also note that we've asked Bethlehem Baptist to take us off of their candidtate list for their evangelism position.  Without getting into details now, we just sensed deep confirmation from the Lord that He was not leading us there.  But He is leading us still!  Read on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fellow church members,&lt;br /&gt;It is with joy that I write you and let you know how God has answered many of your prayers in relation to our future.  As of the beginning of April, I will be taking a job as a Behavioral Modification Technician at Crossroads Charter High School.  Bottom line, I help keep the kids orderly on their way to class, and I talk to them through issues they may be having, either on their initiative, or by recommendation by a teacher because of conduct.  I am very excited about this opportunity, and allow me to explain how all of this came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of you may know that I began volunteering on Tuesday afternoons at the high school leading a discussion group for a program called CHAT (Character Helps Achieve Triumph).  These kids are considered “at risk” and are in a Title I alternative school, so the issues they face are obviously considerable.  We use our discussion to talk on topics that they are interested in, and that I facilitate with intention of incorporating biblical principles, and hopefully prepare them to hear the Gospel from myself or someone else in the future.  I have thoroughly enjoyed this time, and find it very rewarding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, after the principal had observed the program, I received a phone call with an inquiry to job employment.  This came as a complete surprise, and was a clear move of God.  I simply received a phone call, then had a conversation with the principal and the security supervisor, and next thing you know they were offering me a job!  The most humbling part about it all is that they are willing to work around my Thursday class schedule.  Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this may be bittersweet for some to read, as it means an early departure in employment at DGCC.  Thank you, on behalf of Stacey and I, for your concern, love, and hopes concerning us.  We have been flattered by many of your comments made to us.  Again, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this means for our long-term future is still uncertain.  I will only be working definitely until the middle of June at CRCHS. After that, we are still unsure. We continue to explore options in Raleigh, and will be there this Sunday morning. Though not on staff, we remain active members of DGCC, and will participate regularly in the Racial Harmony Roundtable, small group, and when not visiting other places, Sunday morning services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers, and though we know this is pretty big news, please continue to ask us about other relevant issues in our lives, our spiritual walks, our service to our neighbors, and our family life.  We look forward to doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee Lanier (Phil 3:13-14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114315289123193703?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114315289123193703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114315289123193703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114315289123193703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114315289123193703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/03/destination-known-and-unknown.html' title='Destination Known and Unknown'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114184789883223855</id><published>2006-03-08T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T15:04:38.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/23559_p_m.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/400/23559_p_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you guys it has been a long time.  I have been itching to write and let you know about a really well done movie on the topic of race relations and inner-city ministry.  Do not get thrown off by the star of the movie, Michael W. Smith.  He can actually act much better than sing, in my opinion.  Smith, and jeff obafemi carr (that's right, he prefers all lowercase letters), do a great job of depicting the many tensions that exist between the white church and black church, even when they are supposed partners in the work of the Gospel.  My wife and I were urged to go see it by a few friends, and we ended up going with two fellow members in our Racial Harmony Roundtable discussion (more on that to come).  To say the least, we did not know exactly what to expect.  Would it be bad acting, or cheesy, or so tame that it was worse than fictional, borderline comical?  It was none of those things.  The movie was honest and intense.  It gets a PG-13 rating because it did not aim to make it "family friendly" and mushy.  Instead it was hard-edged and it showed some of the brutal realities of urban street life, and the social phenomenon that plague any city near you.  It also showed white apathy and black distrust and personal relational tensions.  Most importantly, it showed change, and how the Holy Spirit continues to work in the lives of even the most stubborn of pupils.  In short, I have a recommendation for you-- GO SEE THIS MOVIE!  Click on the link above to view the trailer.  Showing times and locations are limited, so you may need to do some searching, or get it when it hits the video store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114184789883223855?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://movies.aol.com/movie/main.adp?mid=23559&amp;sem=1&amp;ncid=AOLMOV00170000000009#' title='The Second Chance'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114184789883223855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114184789883223855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114184789883223855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114184789883223855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/03/second-chance.html' title='The Second Chance'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114030154420022477</id><published>2006-02-18T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T17:25:44.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show some love!</title><content type='html'>Quick favor for those of you who read our blog.  Please post a quick comment and let us know that you are out there.  If you want us to expound on any issues, or if you just want to encourage us to keep the updates and opinions coming, let us know.  Notice I keep saying, "us" as if Stacey has actually blogged yet.  Well, your comments could also serve as a petition to her!  We love you guys, we would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee, for, "us"&lt;br /&gt;(Phil 3:13-14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114030154420022477?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114030154420022477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114030154420022477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114030154420022477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114030154420022477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/02/show-some-love.html' title='Show some love!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114004273968272550</id><published>2006-02-15T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:51:52.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop Wars</title><content type='html'>If you are in Charlotte, check this event out being hosted by Christ Central Church:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nodafilmfestival.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are or are not in Charlotte, check this out as Truth goes against the grain on TBN:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.datruth.net/video/DaTruth_TBN_2.wmv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how the two are blended.  Christ, and the culture.  One must define the other.  One must dictate the other.  One must be deployed to the other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114004273968272550?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114004273968272550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114004273968272550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114004273968272550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114004273968272550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/02/hip-hop-wars.html' title='Hip Hop Wars'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-114003828576081220</id><published>2006-02-15T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:28:43.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Actually quite warm!</title><content type='html'>So MN wasn't as cold as we were expecting.  They were having a mild winter, and we enjoyed temperatures in the mid 40s.  Not bad!  It was great seeing several old friends from Campus Outreach up there.  Super thanks to the White's for having us!  Our most exciting moment: getting a Dodge Charger for the price of a budget car because they were out!  Our most embarrassing moment: driving around Bethlehem Baptist meeting with people about a position in urban evangelism driving a Dodge Charger!  I'm wanting to justify the car everywhere we went, "it was only $15 a day!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoyed the city and for the most part, the church.  It is big, though.  I mean, really big.  So we're continuing to pray on our end for what we would most enjoy about church first, a job second.  Our interviews went well, nothing formal yet.  I guess we'll keep you posted as to how the story unravels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, check out the Desiring God webpage soon to download conference lectures.  Might I highlight Michael Campbell's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-114003828576081220?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.desiringgod.org' title='Actually quite warm!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/114003828576081220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=114003828576081220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114003828576081220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/114003828576081220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/02/actually-quite-warm.html' title='Actually quite warm!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113829599075723546</id><published>2006-01-26T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:19:16.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold up there!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/mpls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/mpls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then...&lt;br /&gt;This is big news for some of you, but unfortunately I need to keep it short.  My mother-in-law is picking Stacey and I up in less than a half an hour to take us to the airport to travel to the original home of the Lakers, and current abode of the Big Ticket.  For you not-so-much basketball fans, we're headed to Minneapolis, MN.  I have an interview with a search committee for a staff opening in the area of evangelism.  Yes, I entreaty your prayers.  We also look forward to catching up with many of our friends from Campus Outreach, who are up there.  Stacey is only with me through the weekend     :( , and I will be staying for the Pastor's conference which is Jan 30-Feb 1.  Please be in prayer for not only God's direction for our future, but satisfaction in His person in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS,&lt;br /&gt;For all of you that have inquired about the Cross Movement Track cds, they are currently unavailable.  Cross Movement Ministries (not the group, or the record label!) discontinued at the end of 2005.  Kim Gordon, with CM said that they need to figure out who gets reproduction rights for the cds.  The former president of the ministry, Deuce(AKA, Ambassador), is starting a church in Philly, Epiphany, so be on the lookout for how they keep the Cross on the move...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113829599075723546?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bbcmpls.org/' title='It&apos;s cold up there!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113829599075723546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113829599075723546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113829599075723546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113829599075723546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-cold-up-there.html' title='It&apos;s cold up there!!'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113632484780841352</id><published>2006-01-03T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:58:02.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Katrina Christmas</title><content type='html'>We took a trip down to New Orleans a couple of days after Christmas.  More on this soon...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/image_00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/image_00018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our new favorite places, Cafe Du Monde.  We love their coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/image_00011.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/image_00011.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;The sight was devastating on the streets.  We even saw a couple of boats on the side of the road in the middle of downtown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113632484780841352?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113632484780841352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113632484780841352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113632484780841352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113632484780841352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2006/01/katrina-christmas.html' title='A Katrina Christmas'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113451615866201358</id><published>2005-12-13T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T07:55:24.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From Dee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One more thing to say about Cross Movement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Since I promised to give some explanation to who they are and what they do. Let me break it down like this and tell you through my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was first introduced to hip-hop music when I was seven years old in 1984, when my foster brother introduced me to the radio station 1580 KDAY, in Los Angeles. I started listening to rappers such as UTFO, Run DMC, Doug E Fresh, and LL Cool J. In short, I was hooked. I was later enthralled by the cult film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Crush Groove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, and even had my own pair of Addidas with thick shoe-laces and all (at least I think I had Addias, they may have been Diadoras or Pumas). It was in 1987 I started hearing of more underground groups, some vulgar, like 2 Live Crew, and Too Short, and some, of an entirely new phenomenon called gangsta rap, local products out of Ruthless Records, such as N.W.A., Easy E, and the DOC. Slowly, I became not just a fan of rap music. I became rap music. I began writing rhymes, heading up dancing crews, and sometimes deejaying a few parties. Eventually I had the desire to even become a radio deejay. Music was my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was in college that I began listening to the messages in the music very intently, and even gaining my clues for social acceptance and attitudes towards authority, women, and "enemies" as well. It was while listening to a song by 2Pac that I recall turning to my roommate and asking, "do you want to try and get high?" And from there the cycle really began spiraling downward. I became infatuated with not only the sound of the music, but the messages in the words. I was a walking contradiction, going to church, on Sundays, immediately after leaving the party scene on Saturday. "My life is in denial/and when I die/baptized in eternal fire/shed so many tears," 2Pac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I gave my life to Christ in 1997, I had an experience that changed my life dramatically. Immediately I began ridding myself of the things that I was aware of that was hindering my walk with Christ. I stowed away all of my hip-hop CDs waiting to hear from the Lord what I should do with them. We're talking like 200 CDs here! It was a matter of months before I gained the courage through the help of some friends at a Christian retreat camp that I had a "music bash", destroying all of my CD collection, except my two Kirk Franklin CDs. I even felt the need to get rid of my Motown collection. "distant lover...," Marvin Gaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Someone introduced me to a Christian hip-hop group called GRITS, and I listened to that tape at least twice a day. It was the only connection I had-- a hybrid of the style of music I most loved, and the message that brought life. I began investigating and buying Christian hip-hop CDs by the droves. I was pretty indiscriminate in this process until I heard a group, on accident. I bought a CD called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Heaven's Mentality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, by this East Coast group called Cross Movement, as part of a Christmas promotional package. The sound was different than my preference, but having relocated to the Southeast, by now my style preferences became more diversified. What grabbed me the most was the depth of the content paired with beats and skill that rivaled even secular artists. Now I was hooked! "like, what's this new thing/looking like a Christian Wu-Tang/my crew hangs loosely/ but we tied tighter than a shoe-string," Phanatik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Since then I have become an extreme advocate for CM, trying to tell any unbelievers that doubt the relevance of the Gospel, "yo listen to this;" and to the believer who has been trying to find a music to replace their old idols, "yo, listen to this!" So in short, I promote Cross Movement, because they promote Christ to the fullest, and in a day when our entire culture is being influenced by this sub-culture and musical genre called hip-hop, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this.  Recently our church purchased a bulk order of 25 evangelistic CDs at $3 a piece from Cross Movement called, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The Track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. With joy I encourage you to consider this ministry resource to reach young people (meaning those 30 and younger) with this evangelistic tool. It is blazing in content, consisting of both songs and discussion over the need of Christ. So, I may finally calm down some of my promo on this blog, but I wanted you to all know some of the in-depth reasoning behind some of my apparent obsession with this record label and ministry. "I'm a F.A.N.A.T.I.C/I rep' Christ 'till I d.i.e./ I'm not extreme, I'm redeemed with faith/ to serve a God who's extremely great/ I'm a fanatic," Lecrae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/cm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/320/cm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossmovement.org/articles_view.asp?columnid=2148&amp;articleid=14621"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.crossmovement.org&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tw Cen MT&amp;quot;; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;--Phil 3:13-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113451615866201358?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113451615866201358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113451615866201358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113451615866201358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113451615866201358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-more-thing.html' title='One more thing...'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113392362112697725</id><published>2005-12-06T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:45:11.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flame's New CD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/flame.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/200/flame.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Stacey finds the time to finally blog, I'm going to keep posting! Flame's new cd is out, and it is real!! If you have any interest at all in Christian hip-hop cop this cd. That means buy it! I love Flame's rawness, and realness, and integrity with the Gospel and the music. Flame once again delivers on this one, displaying even more vulnerability of personal struggle with sin, strong defense for the doctrine of the Trinity and the sufficiency of the scriptures. He definitely will win over a lot new fans from this sophomore release, as well as cause some others frustration. But what believers that stand for truth do you know who have not experienced this? If you're on Amazon or Best Buy already trying to find some gifts for loved ones, add this one to your shopping cart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113392362112697725?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flame314.com' title='Flame&apos;s New CD'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113392362112697725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113392362112697725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113392362112697725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113392362112697725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2005/12/flames-new-cd.html' title='Flame&apos;s New CD'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113348169118490337</id><published>2005-12-01T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:05:59.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Click here to check out his new site</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/161/8847/320/tb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/161/8847/200/tb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner T-Byrd is going back to South Africa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113348169118490337?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://timbyrd.blogspot.com/2005/12/great-news.html' title='Click here to check out his new site'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113348169118490337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113348169118490337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113348169118490337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113348169118490337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2005/12/click-here-to-check-out-his-new-site.html' title='Click here to check out his new site'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113337297858365402</id><published>2005-11-30T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:55:29.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Da T.R.U.T.H. on TBN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/1600/truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7091/1898/200/truth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So I have plenty of work to do, and an assignment I'm in the process of completing right now, but I have to mention this. My favorite hip-hop artist, and friend, TRUTH, is going to be on TBN's Praise the Lord tonight at 10 pm (EST). I'm not the biggest TBN fan (do I foresee some comments on that one?), but I do love the ministry and music of TRUTH, Kirk, and Fred, who will all be featured tonight. I'll update this site soon enough to do more features of Cross Movement artists and their mission, but just trust me on this one, my man, Manny lays it down for Christ! If he performs "Legacy", be prepared to be convicted to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;--One!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Phil 3:13-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113337297858365402?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.datruth.net/' title='Da T.R.U.T.H. on TBN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113337297858365402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113337297858365402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113337297858365402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113337297858365402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2005/11/da-truth-on-tbn.html' title='Da T.R.U.T.H. on TBN'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19223785.post-113328696444755341</id><published>2005-11-29T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:56:20.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand-new</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:gray;"  &gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;So we're brand-new to the blogging scene, so please be patient. I (Dee) will probably be the one who does the most posting here, since I tend to have more time on my hands, well, at least in front of a computer. Stacey and I are doing really well. We just came back from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:gray;"  &gt;Myrtle Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:gray;"  &gt; with her family, which was really good. The tradition is that we have Thanksgiving with the extended family in NC, then the Hartnesses hit the road that night to the small apartment building they own (4 apts). Then the festivities begin Friday morning at Dino's for breakfast, then the outlet malls to do Christmas shopping. It's here that Stacey and I sneak around each other and use other family members as decoys for hiding gifts we may have picked up for one another. As you can imagine, it's hard fighting the temptations of secularism, greed, and idolatry while also purchasing gifts. Well, I could go on about that, but I'm sure you know the struggle as well.&lt;br /&gt;This week I'm back in front of the CPU trying to get some church work done. I have a ton of youth Sunday school stuff to do, a load of reimbursements to submit, and this weekend is our monthly Racial Harmony Roundtable discussion as well. Not to mention seminary winding down. I'm thinking about taking either Apologetics this Winter term, or Systematics III in the Spring. This will be my last semester paid for by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:personname&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:gray;"  &gt;DGCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:gray;"  &gt;, and potentially my last class taken at RTS-Charlotte. So please be praying for me. I could say much more, but as a first post I'll keep it short.  Keep checking here every few and I'll keep you updated on our lives and ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless you guys,&lt;br /&gt;Dee (Phil 3:13-14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;color:gray;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19223785-113328696444755341?l=deeandstacey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/feeds/113328696444755341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19223785&amp;postID=113328696444755341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113328696444755341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19223785/posts/default/113328696444755341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeandstacey.blogspot.com/2005/11/brand-new.html' title='Brand-new'/><author><name>Dee Lanier</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eW1zF8SZPIY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD20/AYYA-1Hgark/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
