<?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-8639357</id><updated>2011-11-03T06:28:46.689-04:00</updated><category term='Everyday life'/><category term='Calvin&apos;s Institutes'/><category term='Mental Meanderings'/><category term='Camp Stories'/><category term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><category term='Prayers'/><category term='Domestic Tribulations'/><category term='Good links'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Random Musings'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='Youth Ministry'/><category term='Women&apos;s Ministries'/><category term='Church History'/><category term='Valley of Vision'/><category term='What He Said'/><category term='Beth Moore'/><category term='Rochester Conference'/><category term='My home and native land'/><category term='Charnock'/><category term='Respectable Sins'/><category term='Status Reports'/><category term='War of Words'/><category term='Bible/Theology'/><category term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category term='Trivial Stuff'/><category term='Marriage and Family'/><category term='Newsy stuff'/><category term='Beagle Bites'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Meaningless Rants'/><category term='Meaningless stuff'/><category term='Quotable quotes'/><category term='Music and More'/><category term='Thinking Out Loud'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Thankful thoughts'/><category term='Education'/><category term='Bible Musings'/><title type='text'>The Upward Call</title><subtitle type='html'>I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7766391674605044281</id><published>2009-12-14T06:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T06:00:01.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm moving!</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's a new week and time for a new blog!Over the past two weeks, I have been trying out a blog on Squarespace.  After a lot of help from fellow Squarespace users, Kim and Rebecca, it's ready for public consumption.I had originally planned to wait until January 1st, but I heard through the grapevine that Haloscan comments were going to be going through some kind of change, so I decided to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7766391674605044281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7766391674605044281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m moving!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3160263450235950385</id><published>2009-12-13T07:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:18:18.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 3 in Advent</title><summary type='text'>While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks By NightWhile shepherds watched their flocks by night,All seated on the ground,The angel of the Lord came down,And glory shone around,And glory shone around. “Fear not!” said he, for mighty dreadHad seized their troubled mind.“Glad tidings of great joy I bringTo you and all mankindTo you and all mankind. “To you, in David’s town, this dayIs born of David’s </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3160263450235950385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3160263450235950385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/week-3-in-advent.html' title='Week 3 in Advent'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3581204360155651307</id><published>2009-12-12T15:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:07:42.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack for Saturday</title><summary type='text'>One of my favourite Christmas CDs is The Promise, by Michael Card.  I have been listening to it this weekend.Here is a clip of Card singing the song with Steve Green.On December 27th my daughter and I are singing together at the evening service.  I think we may do this song.  It has lovely harmony potential.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3581204360155651307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3581204360155651307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/soundtrack-for-saturday_12.html' title='Soundtrack for Saturday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7629302569929684190</id><published>2009-12-11T06:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:20:54.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Just kind of thinking out loud ....</title><summary type='text'>Recently,  Christian young person related a story to me about the affects he felt because of an "experience."  As I was given the details of the occasion, a little bit of uncertainty crept into my thoughts.  I was asked to give my opinion about the situation.I knew I could not be dismissive.  When young people share their lives with you, being dismissive is utterly stupid.  Their experiences are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7629302569929684190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7629302569929684190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-kind-of-thinking-out-loud.html' title='Just kind of thinking out loud ....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6317267151276150548</id><published>2009-12-10T09:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:52:20.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Why can't a woman be more like a man?</title><summary type='text'>So sings Henry Higgins...Why can't a woman be more like a man? Men are so honest, so thoroughly square; Eternally noble, historically fair. Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat. Why can't a woman be like that?This is an amusing little ditty.  I urge you to view Rex Harrison as he sings this song in "My Fair Lady."  Funny as it is, though, there is a little bit of me that wonders </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6317267151276150548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6317267151276150548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-cant-woman-be-more-like-man.html' title='Why can&apos;t a woman be more like a man?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-732719981975300364</id><published>2009-12-10T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:21:49.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Precious Faith</title><summary type='text'>In the context of his discussion of trials, and how they prove our faith, Dr. Lloyd-Jones defines talks about what faith is:Faith is this extraordinary principle which links man to God; faith is this thing that keeps a man from hell and puts him in heaven; it is the connection between this world and the world to come; faith is this mystic astounding thing that can take a man dead in trespasses </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/732719981975300364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/732719981975300364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/precious-faith.html' title='Precious Faith'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6345942225131147802</id><published>2009-12-09T07:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T07:11:20.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>I like this poem by William Wordsworth, called "Minstrels."The minstrels played their Christmas tuneTo-night beneath my cottage-eaves;While, smitten by a lofty moon,The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen,That overpowered their natural green.Through hill and valley every breezeHad sunk to rest with folded wings:Keen was the air, but could not freeze,Nor check</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6345942225131147802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6345942225131147802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/poetry-wednesday_09.html' title='Poetry Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5258480227854905985</id><published>2009-12-08T12:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:31:43.773-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Breaking cycles</title><summary type='text'>It's hard to break the cycle of bad habits.  Take for example a family where the parents both smoke, like mine did.   Their parents before them smoked, too.  Children tend to imitate parents, and in our case, at one point, my three brothers and I all smoked cigarettes.  None of us do now.  I credit the Lord for removing that desire from me.   In my family, the cycle is broken; my kids have never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5258480227854905985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5258480227854905985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/breaking-cycles.html' title='Breaking cycles'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7961127873811754297</id><published>2009-12-08T07:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:23:05.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>The Scottish Reformer and the ladies</title><summary type='text'>John Knox is remembered as the major force in the Scottish Reformation.   The course of the Reformation in that country is preceded by a few crucial political events.  Henry VII, the Tudor king had a daughter named Margaret.  She married James IV of Scotland, providing a closer relationship between Scotland and England.  Traditionally, Scotland loved to ally herself with France against the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7961127873811754297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7961127873811754297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/scottish-reformer-and-ladies.html' title='The Scottish Reformer and the ladies'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4573613682161121260</id><published>2009-12-07T10:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:55:10.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Throwing out the baby with the bathwater</title><summary type='text'>In the chapter entitled, "Discipline," Martyn Lloyd-Jones makes a case for being disciplined in our Christian lives.  This is part and parcel with the scripture reference he begins with:5 For this very reason, make every effort to supplement your faith with virtue, and virtue with knowledge, 6 and knowledge with self-control, and self-control with steadfastness, and steadfastness with godliness, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4573613682161121260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4573613682161121260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/throwing-out-baby-with-bathwater.html' title='Throwing out the baby with the bathwater'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/Sx0lQXKgeuI/AAAAAAAABtY/lR8Q5mgm8S4/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3021781627443078693</id><published>2009-12-07T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:33:53.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christians Behaving Badly</title><summary type='text'>Recently, I had the experience of sitting with someone quite young in the faith, and seeing surprise and confusion take over as the individual witnessed an older, more mature Christian behave in an unbecoming way.  I was a little taken aback too, but I have been a Christian long enough to know that we don't always behave as we ought.  Sadly, we behave exactly as we should not in far too many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3021781627443078693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3021781627443078693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/christians-behaving-badly.html' title='Christians Behaving Badly'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7156286638921621656</id><published>2009-12-06T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:25:59.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Week in Advent</title><summary type='text'>I love this hymn!  Right now our church sanctuary is minus the organ and the grand piano because we needed to make room for the platform that will host the choir when our Christmas presentation is put on this weekend.  I am singing in the choir, and it has been fun.  However, we did have a digital piano in there, and it was not nearly as loud as the regular instruments, so this song was not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7156286638921621656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7156286638921621656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-week-in-advent.html' title='Second Week in Advent'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4162497588024658625</id><published>2009-12-05T10:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:25:09.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>She was no Anne Shirley</title><summary type='text'>A couple of weeks ago, I read the book L.M. Montgomery, by Jane Uruqhart.  It is part of a larger series, entitled Extraordinary Canadians.  There are a number of other volumes in the series that piqued my interest.  Among them is a volume about Nellie McClung, which I plan on reading soon.  After I read the biography of Montgomery, I started reading one of her works which was published </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4162497588024658625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4162497588024658625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-was-no-anne-shirley.html' title='She was no Anne Shirley'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8478815011669624917</id><published>2009-12-05T08:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:15:16.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack for Saturday</title><summary type='text'>Last week's broadcast of A Celtic Sojourn featured an artist named David Coffin.  I had never heard of him, and I am so glad I was introduced to him.  He sings and plays instruments as well.  This video is one I found at his site, and it was one of my most favourite songs when I was in school.  We sang it in 4th grade music, and I loved it.  I guess my love of Celtic music lived even back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8478815011669624917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8478815011669624917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/soundtrack-for-saturday.html' title='Soundtrack for Saturday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8429100341407456530</id><published>2009-12-04T06:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:52:39.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Friday Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, when I put a load of laundry in the dryer, and turned it on, the sound was beautiful.  It was quiet!!  Recently, our dryer had been crying out in despair due to some of its worn parts.  At first my husband commented that perhaps we should just get a new dryer, because we have had a few repairs made to it over this past year.  No way.  If I can get it fixed with a reasonable amount of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8429100341407456530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8429100341407456530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-friday-thoughts.html' title='Random Friday Thoughts'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5514651695383732952</id><published>2009-12-03T10:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:22:10.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Checking our motives</title><summary type='text'>In the chapter entitled "Weary in Well Doing," Martyn Lloyd-Jones points to a few reasons why Christians may become weary in their Christan lives.  It is this weariness that contributes to a feeling of spiritual depression.   In circumstances where we feel weary in our Christian lives, Lloyd-Jones suggests we first examine ourselves to see if we can determine why we are feeling weary.  Part of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5514651695383732952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5514651695383732952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/checking-our-motives.html' title='Checking our motives'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3934047213315289167</id><published>2009-12-02T13:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:24:40.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>How  can I best serve my children?</title><summary type='text'>Of course, this is a huge question, but it's one I think of quite often, especially as my children get older and I see that the time I have with them at home is getting shorter and shorter.  A valuable question to ask (and we should ask it from the time we give birth) is what do I want my children to look like when they leave home?  I don't mean physically, either.  I mean as far as their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3934047213315289167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3934047213315289167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-can-i-best-serve-my-children.html' title='How  can I best serve my children?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6683811802533917987</id><published>2009-12-02T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:11:16.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>A Christmas Poem by G.K. ChestertonThe Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,His hair was like a light.(O weary, weary were the world,But here is all aright.)The Christ-child lay on Mary's breastHis hair was like a star.(O stern and cunning are the kings,But here the true hearts are.)The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,His hair was like a fire.(O weary, weary is the world,But here the world's desire.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6683811802533917987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6683811802533917987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/poetry-wednesday.html' title='Poetry Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4694116795620617891</id><published>2009-12-01T12:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:43:27.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>The politics of English Protestantism</title><summary type='text'>One of the things that becomes evident as we read through Church history is that the spread of Protestantism varies from country to country.  The course of reform in Germany was different from the experience of Switzerland, and of course, things in England were quite different.The political issues surrounding the beginning of reform in England are seen in the person of Henry VIII (1509-1547).  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4694116795620617891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4694116795620617891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/politics-of-english-protestantism.html' title='The politics of English Protestantism'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8895133470001568992</id><published>2009-12-01T08:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:06:51.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrr.....</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, I hate computers, and I don't understand how things work.  I think I'd like to hit something right about now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8895133470001568992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8895133470001568992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/12/grrrrr.html' title='Grrrrr.....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1352534337061802461</id><published>2009-11-30T10:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:01:47.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Stewart I am not</title><summary type='text'>I always knew it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1352534337061802461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1352534337061802461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/martha-stewart-i-am-not.html' title='Martha Stewart I am not'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4669898959288813021</id><published>2009-11-30T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:19:45.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Well, we have arrived at the end of the month, and Rebecca's month-long thanksgiving celebration.  It has been such a blessing to me to see the thankful hearts of others.  The majority of the people participating regularly were women, and that made me encouraged. Sometimes, we ladies can be complainers, and I think the best antidote to discontent is regular thanksgiving. Today, I am thankful for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4669898959288813021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4669898959288813021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_30.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-405324068121729542</id><published>2009-11-30T08:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:37:22.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll just live with Santa</title><summary type='text'>I wanted a Christmasy looking blog background.  I put one up yesterday, but I hated it after a day.  I like hues of blue, and this one seemed pretty... but there is that little Santa.  I know the world is infatuated with Santa, and as a Christian, I should focus on the reality of Christ incarnate during the Christmas season, but I liked the snowflakes so much, that I think I'll just live with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/405324068121729542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/405324068121729542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-just-live-with-santa.html' title='I&apos;ll just live with Santa'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4689207605033399390</id><published>2009-11-30T07:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:17:50.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Work out the implications</title><summary type='text'>In his book Spiritual Depression Martyn Lloyd-Jones deals with false teaching in the chapter "False Teachers."  He points out that Christians can become miserable when they give in to following false teaching, much of which involves adding something extra to the gospel message.  He spends some time emphasizing the fact that the truth as given by the apostles is what we are to follow; Scripture </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4689207605033399390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4689207605033399390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/work-out-implications.html' title='Work out the implications'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4202161512425484834</id><published>2009-11-29T13:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:23:58.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Week in Advent</title><summary type='text'>I'm taking a break from my regular posting from The Valley of Vision to focus on the coming Christmas season.Our church does not formally recognize Advent, but the church were my daughter attends at school had a wreath and a candle lighting, and she really liked that.   We did, however, begin singing Christmas songs this morning in church and we sang my favourite:O Come, O Come Emmanuel  Oh, come</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4202161512425484834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4202161512425484834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-week-in-advent.html' title='The First Week in Advent'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7636173049185066713</id><published>2009-11-28T11:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:27:43.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thankful for friends</title><summary type='text'>As part of Rebecca's Thanksgiving-fest, today, I am thankful for my two friends, J. and E.   I won't use their names because they are both the type who shun the spotlight or being fussed over.These two women are my closest friends.  These are women who love the Scriptures, who love doctrine and who desire to live according to their knowledge of God's word.  They encourage me, sharpen me, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7636173049185066713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7636173049185066713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-for-friends.html' title='Thankful for friends'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6262199807064338792</id><published>2009-11-27T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:05:21.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Putting down our doubts</title><summary type='text'>In the chapter entitled "Looking At the Waves," Dr. Lloyd-Jones discusses an incident in the fourteenth chapter of Matthew (Matt. 14:22-33).  In this account, the disciples were in a boat on a stormy sea and they were afraid.  Jesus had gone off to pray.  Later, when the boat is still on the waves, Jesus walks on water to the boat.  Peter, in his usual haste, asks Jesus to help him walk out to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6262199807064338792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6262199807064338792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/putting-down-our-doubts.html' title='Putting down our doubts'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2435179277722039748</id><published>2009-11-27T08:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T08:28:43.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Well, the month is drawing to a close, and there are only a few more days to participate with Rebecca and many others in a month of thanksgiving.  That does not mean to say that you can't be thankful every day, though!Today, I am thankful for my sons' report cards.  This past week saw them bring home their mid-term reports for this first semester.  Both boys have averages over 80% and that makes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2435179277722039748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2435179277722039748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_27.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7807212048751790490</id><published>2009-11-26T17:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:28:08.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories from school</title><summary type='text'>In my last year of high school, I read the chilling story "The Machine Stops" by E.M. Forster.  When I watch the dependence we have on the internet, especially our blogs, Twitter and Facebook, I am brought back to my memories.Check it out.The Machine Stops</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7807212048751790490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7807212048751790490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/memories-from-school.html' title='Memories from school'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2751258424049443581</id><published>2009-11-26T06:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T06:48:47.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>I would like to wish all my American blog friends a wonderful and blessed Thanksgiving Day!  I'm sure many are going to gather with family and friends, and what a joyous thing that is!Today, as part of Rebecca's continuing month of thanksgiving, I am thankful for the mild November we have had.Yesterday afternoon, around 3:30, I went for a walk.  It had rained earlier, but the sun was working its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2751258424049443581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2751258424049443581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_26.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8439519165001292316</id><published>2009-11-25T14:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:53:16.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Today, I am thankful for struggles.When I was growing up, I had a very average childhood.  We were not well off, but we always had food to eat and a place to sleep.  There were things that were painful, but I don't think it was anything nearly as bad as some people.  The one thing I struggled with growing up, right up into my adult years, was a feeling of being an "outsider."  I never really felt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8439519165001292316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8439519165001292316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_25.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6158373786556236504</id><published>2009-11-25T07:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:00:41.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>Nativity, from "La Carona" by John Donne:Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb,Now leaves His well-beloved imprisonment,There he hath made Himself to His intentWeak enough, now into our world to come;But oh, for thee, for Him, hath the Inn no room?Yet lay Him in this stall, and from the Orient,Stars, and wisemen will travel to preventThe effect of Herod's jealous general doom.Seest thou, my soul,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6158373786556236504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6158373786556236504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-wednesday_25.html' title='Poetry Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7705771416525379538</id><published>2009-11-24T07:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:16:31.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Once, again, I am participating in Rebecca's month of thanksgiving, and today, I am thankful for the works of the Reformers, in particular Luther and Calvin.Every Tuesday, I try to write something about what I'm learning about in my church history reading, and at the moment, I am reading about the life and theology of Calvin.  There is simply too much about Calvin to zero in on just one thing.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7705771416525379538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7705771416525379538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_24.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6772406014313167311</id><published>2009-11-23T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:12:03.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for simple pleasures.I was listening to A Celtic Sojourn recently, and the name Cara Dillon came up a few times, and I heard some of her songs.  This morning, I stumbled upon her rendition of "She Moved Through the Fair."  This woman has a beautiful voice.  I just loved it.  I have a busy day today, but I took a few minutes to listen to this.  Simple pleasures are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6772406014313167311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6772406014313167311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_23.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2321095486712753311</id><published>2009-11-23T07:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T07:38:47.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Where is your Father?</title><summary type='text'>In this chapter of Spiritual Depression, Lloyd-Jones refers to Luke 8:22-25.  In the context of this incident in the gospel of Luke, he discusses the fact that some people go through a spiritual depression because they don't put their faith into practice.  He first discusses the crisis of faith, the nature of faith, and finally the value of a weak faith.As he discusses the nature of faith, he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2321095486712753311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2321095486712753311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-is-your-father.html' title='Where is your Father?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4301196880505465329</id><published>2009-11-22T11:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:42:35.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Privileges</title><summary type='text'>O Lord God,Teach me to know that grace precedes,accompanies, and follows my salvation,that it sustains the redeemed soul,that not one link of its chain can ever break.From Calvary's cross wave upon wave of gracereaches me,deals with my sin,washes me cleanrenews my heart,strengthens my will,draws out my affection,kindles a flame in my soul,rules throughout my inner manconsecrates my every thought,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4301196880505465329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4301196880505465329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/privileges.html' title='Privileges'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3307434838412375446</id><published>2009-11-21T14:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:41:17.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>It's another day for participating in Rebecca's month of thanksgiving.I went to a funeral this morning.  It was for my husband's uncle, my mother-in-law's older brother.He had been sick on and off, and was in his 80th year.  Whereas some 80 year olds are quite hale and hearty, he was not, suffering throughout the past fifteen years with lung ailments.   He was the oldest of my mother's siblings, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3307434838412375446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3307434838412375446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_21.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8820764349277458195</id><published>2009-11-20T16:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:15:05.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Twitter</title><summary type='text'>Some people really ought to stop taking themselves so seriously.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8820764349277458195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8820764349277458195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/total-twitter_20.html' title='Total Twitter'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1005053807476184666</id><published>2009-11-20T13:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:08:50.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Today, I am thankful for this little town where I live.I had to make a shopping trip today so that I could get to an Old Navy store.  That means going into the city, about a forty minute drive.  The traffic in and around the mall was crazy.  I am so glad that I don't live in a bigger city anymore. When my husband and I were first married, we lived in a suburb of Toronto, and I worked right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1005053807476184666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1005053807476184666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_20.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3018941111323969567</id><published>2009-11-20T07:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:45:52.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd-Jones'/><title type='text'>Labourers in the Vineyard</title><summary type='text'>That is the title of a chapter of Spiritual Depression, so entitled because Dr. Lloyd-Jones examines the parable of the labourers in Matthew 20:1-16.  From this passage, he points out to the reader that often the unhappy Christian is so because he is far too concerned comparing what he gets with what others get, that he begins to view God as "unfair."  In this parable, the labourers who came at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3018941111323969567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3018941111323969567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/labourers-in-vineyard.html' title='Labourers in the Vineyard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8709175495642598056</id><published>2009-11-19T07:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:31:40.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for feedback.One of the students who was in our youth group graduated last year and went away to a bible school in Florida.  For a graduation gift, I gave him the book Just Do Something.  Last night, when I checked my e-mail, I noticed he had "tagged" me on Facebook.  For those who don't know what that means, it is like mentioning someone by name, with a link in a "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8709175495642598056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8709175495642598056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_19.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3653949761215776339</id><published>2009-11-18T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:32:06.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>As part of Rebecca's month long thanksgiving, I am thankful for a warm bed.Last night, I was so very tired.  Getting ready for youth group and then being there, with all that energy, tires me out every Tuesday.  Plus, every Monday night, I am up until midnight, because our family gets together to watch the show "House" on Monday nights.  Piano lessons and bible study are also on Monday nights, so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3653949761215776339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3653949761215776339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_18.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8276064725589611890</id><published>2009-11-18T07:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:30:37.220-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>One of my favourite poets is John Donne.  When I was in university, I had the privilege of studying 17th century poetry with a professor who was a Christian man.  It was a one of my favourite courses.  We studied the poems of Ben Johnson and other of the "Cavalier" poets, but my favourites were the sacred poems by George Herbert and John Donne.  I think the prof was a Donne scholar, judging from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8276064725589611890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8276064725589611890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-wednesday.html' title='Poetry Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-111832844988008490</id><published>2009-11-17T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:15:39.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Today, I am thankful for automatic washing machines.I have sensitive skin and am prone to eczema.  I have to be careful how much I clean anything without rubber gloves.  Today, as I was putting the cover for the dog bed into the washing machine (and it smelled like stinky old dog!) I was wondering what it would be like to have to wash everything by hand.I'm glad I didn't have to find out today.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/111832844988008490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/111832844988008490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_17.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-9116949690970904401</id><published>2009-11-17T08:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:39:36.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Further points of division</title><summary type='text'>In the early days of the Reformation, there came a point of division between Martin Luther and Ulrich Zwingli over the issue of the Lord's Supper.  Another point of division occurred in Switzerland which would create a separate movement within the Reformation, ultimately culminating in the Mennonite Church.In Zurich, there were followers of Zwingli who felt that neither Luther nor Zwingli were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/9116949690970904401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/9116949690970904401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/further-points-of-division.html' title='Further points of division'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3268820282746945730</id><published>2009-11-16T10:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:28:38.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for faithful young people.I was on my Facebook today playing Scrabble, and the feed from the activity of my other friends was  disheartening.  Seeing how some of the young people behave toward one another on Facebook left me feeling sad.  There are young girls who sound like their goal is to use as much profanity in a sentence as possible.  Or there are young girls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3268820282746945730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3268820282746945730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_16.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7571644245999150532</id><published>2009-11-16T07:19:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:13:40.328-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Ministries'/><title type='text'>Womanly Influences - 4</title><summary type='text'>Last week, when I posted about the influence of women, I alluded to these words in the second chapter of Titus:Older men are to be sober-minded, dignified, self-controlled, sound in faith, in love, and in steadfastness.  Older women likewise are to be reverent in behavior, not slanderers or slaves to much wine. They are to teach what is good,  and so train the young women to love their husbands </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7571644245999150532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7571644245999150532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/womanly-influences-4.html' title='Womanly Influences - 4'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6764705645009481868</id><published>2009-11-15T13:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:22:40.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valley of Vision'/><title type='text'>A Colloquy on Rejoicing</title><summary type='text'>Remember, O my soul,It is thy duty and privilege to rejoice in God:He requires it of thee for all his favours of grace.Rejoice then in the Giver and his goodness,Be happy in him, O my heart, and in nothing but God,for whatever a man trusts infrom that he expects happiness.He who is the ground of thy faithshould be the substance of thy joy.Whence then comes heaviness and dejection,when joy is sown</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6764705645009481868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6764705645009481868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/colloquy-on-rejoicing.html' title='A Colloquy on Rejoicing'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4680273643339693433</id><published>2009-11-14T08:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:58:57.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, while I had my breakfast, I scanned the Books section of The Globe and Mail, and read a review of a biography of Lucy Maud Montgomery, written by Jane Urquhart.  It is part of a larger series, called Extraordinary Canadians.  Yes, we do have a few extraordinary people in our heritage.I was a reader of Montgomery's books; repeatedly.  I loved, as millions of girls before me, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4680273643339693433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4680273643339693433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/i.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/Sv61B55hR4I/AAAAAAAABtM/LbcHfz16WMU/s72-c/lucy_maud_montgomery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7558447966545327511</id><published>2009-11-13T10:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:12:37.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for bifocal contact lenses.I am nearsighted and have been wearing glasses since I was ten years old.  When I was in my early years of married life, I started wearing contact lenses.  I liked them a lot because they gave me better vision than my glasses.  With contact lenses, peripheral vision is just better.About two years ago, I noticed that I was having trouble </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7558447966545327511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7558447966545327511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_13.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1511180710998929662</id><published>2009-11-13T08:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:17:58.496-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>Feelings, nothing more than feelings ....</title><summary type='text'>One of the reasons why people go though a spiritual depression is due to how they handle their feelings.  Martyn Lloyd-Jones devotes and entire chapter of his book Spiritual Depression to this issue.Our feelings are a part of us.   It is not the feelings that are the problem; it is when we allow them to over rule the Holy Spirit that they become a problem.  But how can we combat the tendency to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1511180710998929662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1511180710998929662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/feelings-nothing-more-than-feelings.html' title='Feelings, nothing more than feelings ....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2421493724995894969</id><published>2009-11-12T09:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:42:16.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Today, as my boys left for school, and my husband drove off to work, and I was left here to the wonderful peace and tranquility of my little world, I was very aware that God has blessed me with a husband who supports me staying at home.  Today, I am thankful for my husband.  I am especially thankful that he is a hard worker and a good provider.  Some husbands are not those things, and that can be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2421493724995894969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2421493724995894969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_12.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvwclGmGQLI/AAAAAAAABtE/ccNMPSe-J7w/s72-c/Wedding+Rings' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7690810596942164192</id><published>2009-11-12T06:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:44:19.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Ministries'/><title type='text'>Womanly Influences - 3</title><summary type='text'>The first time I posted about this topic, I discussed the influence of women through teaching children in the local church; last time, I talked about being influences to our female friends.  Today, I want to talk about the "older woman."This is a topic that I think about a lot.  My own mother is not a Christian woman, and she is very far away.  Over the years, through circumstances in her own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7690810596942164192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7690810596942164192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/womanly-influences-3.html' title='Womanly Influences - 3'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4555184232079970269</id><published>2009-11-11T06:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:11:39.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for Remembrance Day here in Canada, and the reminder of the men and women who sacrificed their lives for the freedom of this country.  I am quite aware of the fact that I live in a free country; a country where I am free to worship, free to do many things.     I am particularly thankful that we continue to observe the day here in Canada.  The surviving veterans from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4555184232079970269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4555184232079970269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_11.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2806625427641108811</id><published>2009-11-10T13:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:41:59.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My bad....</title><summary type='text'>David has reminded me that on this date in 1975  The Edmund Fitzgerald met with its doom.  I don't know why, but I thought it was November 8, 1975... I'm hanging my head in shame.  I guess the sunshine of today is a departure from when the November skies turn gloomy.This song was something we studied when I was in 6th grade.  My music teacher was a huge Gordon Lightfoot fan, and his song provided</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2806625427641108811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2806625427641108811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-bad.html' title='My bad....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5539025013952731575</id><published>2009-11-10T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:04:37.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for the Psalms.  I am always thankful for God's Word, but today, I am just extra thankful for the Psalms.  I read a Psalm every day with whatever other portions are in my reading, and often, I read a couple at bed time.  The Psalms portray with such beauty the range of human emotions we have as Christians.  And what I always find encouraging is that even in the lament </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5539025013952731575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5539025013952731575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_10.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7515445629704874555</id><published>2009-11-10T07:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:54:45.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaningless Rants'/><title type='text'>Total Twitter</title><summary type='text'>I think Twitter users ought to avoid trying to quote Calvin unless they can do so while keeping vowels in the words.  I think quoting Calvin in Pig Latin would be an improvement over "Twitter-ese"Butchered Abbreviated Calvin just doesn't seem right to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7515445629704874555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7515445629704874555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/total-twitter.html' title='Total Twitter'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4268603304874005360</id><published>2009-11-10T07:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:45:37.230-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Points of divergence</title><summary type='text'>While Martin Luther is seen as the first catalyst that really got the Reformation going, there was another individual whose parallel experiences eventually would mark a point of divergence in the Reformation.  That man was Ulrich Zwingli, who came from Switzerland.Zwingli was born in the same year as Martin Luther, 1484, but two months later.  He followed a somewhat different path than Luther.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4268603304874005360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4268603304874005360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/points-of-divergence.html' title='Points of divergence'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7072870267207912710</id><published>2009-11-09T08:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T08:35:18.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>What a warm and beautiful day!Today, I am thankful for the warmth of the sun.  It is November, and all too quickly, it will be damp and cold.Today, I plan on spending some time outside!For more thankful thoughts, stop by Rebecca's and pay a visit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7072870267207912710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7072870267207912710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_09.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2623963451023123138</id><published>2009-11-09T06:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:12:30.912-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>A great challenge</title><summary type='text'>Martyn Lloyd-Jones discusses another reason for spiritual depression in the chapter entitled "Fear of the Future."  The Christian becomes discouraged when he looks at what the Christian life involves, and he fears for the future, that he will fail.  Part of this is due to his temperament, and Lloyd-Jones makes some wise, yet very, very challenging comments about dealing with our temperaments:I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2623963451023123138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2623963451023123138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-challenge.html' title='A great challenge'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvgD1zR7ppI/AAAAAAAABs8/411mXp1q2wU/s72-c/Spiritual+Depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6979422656704670906</id><published>2009-11-08T07:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T07:30:06.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valley of Vision'/><title type='text'>The Prayer of Love</title><summary type='text'>Gracious Lord,Thy name is love,in love receive my prayer.My sins are more than the wide sea's sand,but where sin abounds,there is grace more abundant.Look to the cross of thy beloved Son,and view the preciousness of his atoning blood;Listen to his never-failing intercession,and whisper to my heart, 'Thy sins are forgiven,be of good cheer, lie down in peace.'Grace cataracts from heaven and flows </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6979422656704670906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6979422656704670906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/prayer-of-love.html' title='The Prayer of Love'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8570675007820600248</id><published>2009-11-07T08:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:13:46.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack for Saturday</title><summary type='text'>I love the selection of radio stations I get with iTunes.  For a while, I have been listening to "Celtic Sojurn" through iTunes.  I found it among the selection of  "Folk" stations.  To my disappointment last weekend, the "Folk" stations were not among the listed genres with iTunes.  I knew that the station originated from WGBH, a PBS station, so I just Googled it and found a way to listen to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8570675007820600248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8570675007820600248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/soundtrack-for-saturday.html' title='Soundtrack for Saturday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5982546561581826873</id><published>2009-11-07T07:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:45:17.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>I know this is probably an odd think to be thankful for, but I am just the same.  I'm thankful that my son was able to get his H1N1 vaccination during the period of time when the high risk individuals were given it.My 17 year old has asthma.  While he certainly hasn't suffered much in the last five years or so, there was a time when I would lie awake at night and hear him coughing and wheezing, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5982546561581826873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5982546561581826873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_07.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvVqjRY_QXI/AAAAAAAABs0/BHNnX0WUUA0/s72-c/hypodermic-needle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7065085029282298810</id><published>2009-11-06T06:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:21:42.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another reason why Twitter scares the liver out of me</title><summary type='text'>I don't have Twitter, but I do follow the offerings of a few of my favourite bloggers who have generously put their "tweets" in their side bars.  I like to hear about some of the other things they have to say that they wouldn't normally put on their blogs.Recently, as I was checking out someone's recent "tweet"  I took note of one the "tweets" of another Tweet-er, one whom I don't really know.  I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7065085029282298810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7065085029282298810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/yet-another-reason-why-twitter-scares.html' title='Yet another reason why Twitter scares the liver out of me'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3821281772241736988</id><published>2009-11-06T06:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:18:59.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Carl Trueman has put together another insightful piece at Reformation 21.  Here is a snippet:When I see Christians blogging so much, I wonder how many sermons are being prepared on the fly because of lack of time, how many parishioners go unvisited, how many prayers remain unprayed, how many words of love and affection to spouses and children are never said, how many books - let alone the Bible -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3821281772241736988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3821281772241736988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-link-of-week.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5795410885500925349</id><published>2009-11-05T12:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:27:02.119-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>The year of the biography</title><summary type='text'>So, I've been thinking about Christmas.  It's always a good time to pick out a book for a gift suggestion.   I've been thinking a lot about biographies since I finished the two volumes on D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones.  I'm sure I enjoyed them so much because Iain Murray writes so well.  At any rate, beginning in January, I wouldn't mind reading some biographies.  I have a few in mind.  I don't know if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5795410885500925349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5795410885500925349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-of-biography.html' title='The year of the biography'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-9154621185127192495</id><published>2009-11-05T06:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:13:52.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Today, I am thankful for music.  I can't imagine a life without music.  Now, some music is just a lot of noise,  but for the most part I like a lot of different music.Our house has music in it every day.  When the boys are off to school and work, I have music playing, whether it is from my iTunes library or from the radio via my iTunes.  I love CBC Classical, and have it on quite regularly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/9154621185127192495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/9154621185127192495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_05.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvLAqEElqzI/AAAAAAAABss/IFW5re63f4k/s72-c/music-notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8110466290113874212</id><published>2009-11-04T11:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:16:01.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaningless stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm just sayin'</title><summary type='text'>There are things that can be difficult because men and women are different.  We think differently.  That's okay.  Because there are big differences in our thinking, husbands and wives will disagree.  There are things about me that are totally maddening to my husband, and after almost 23 years of married life, confuse him to no end.  The same can be said for me.Now, when one has two teenaged sons,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8110466290113874212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8110466290113874212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-just-sayin.html' title='I&apos;m just sayin&apos;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4606909991578538507</id><published>2009-11-04T07:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:55:25.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>I am thankful today for the fact that my daughter's health seems to be improving.  She tends toward respiratory infections.  I'm not sure why; there really isn't a family history or anything like that.  However, it seems that every fall, she gets a cold which turns into an episode of bronchitis.  This year, it began at the beginning of October.  A trip to the university health centre gave her a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4606909991578538507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4606909991578538507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_04.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvF0jrJpkNI/AAAAAAAABsk/q3gJj3d_eS0/s72-c/MotherAndDaughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-411927029413686601</id><published>2009-11-04T06:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:42:03.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A post in which I show my usual skeptical self</title><summary type='text'>Is there a word for a female curmudgeon?  I mean, one that isn't totally nasty and unflattering?  I can think of a lot of nasty descriptives for the fairer sex, but nothing that equals the "curmudgeon."I think I may be one of those.I know that it is a pre-requisite for all Christian bloggers to love Challies.com.   He is a prolific blogger, and he writes good book reviews.  I actually was very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/411927029413686601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/411927029413686601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-in-which-i-show-my-usual-skeptical.html' title='A post in which I show my usual skeptical self'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3454797033583387947</id><published>2009-11-03T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:12:34.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, I am thankful for my little workspace.  I love to rise early in the morning to read and have my prayer time, but it is dark when I get up.  I love this time of the morning, when the sun streams in through the window, after everyone has left for the day and peace settles back over the house.I am so thankful that I have all of these treasures; books to read, a place to work and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3454797033583387947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3454797033583387947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks_03.html' title='In All Things Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SvAry4hMAuI/AAAAAAAABsc/-0msyVmIak8/s72-c/DSC03218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3689685367314678488</id><published>2009-11-03T07:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:03:47.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Studying theology according to Luther</title><summary type='text'>One of the struggles Martin Luther had was over the meaning of Romans 1:17:For in it the righteousness of God is revealed from faith for faith, as it is written, “The righteous shall live by faith.”Once Luther came to a clearer understanding of this verse, his theology grew by leaps and bounds.  His began to look at theology not from the scholastic view, a view which he called the "theology of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3689685367314678488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3689685367314678488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/studying-theology-according-to-luther.html' title='Studying theology according to Luther'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1100144719589518521</id><published>2009-11-02T08:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:38:03.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>In All Things, Give Thanks</title><summary type='text'>This morning, as part of Rebecca's month of thanksgiving, I am thinking about this verse:For you bless the righteous, O Lord;you cover him with favor as with a shield.  (Ps. 5:12)I am thankful that God covers the righteous as with a shield.  I am thankful for that promise of blessing for the righteous.  I am thankful that we can be declared righteous, so that we may receive His blessing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1100144719589518521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1100144719589518521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-all-things-give-thanks.html' title='In All Things, Give Thanks'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/Su7a4eUs6sI/AAAAAAAABsU/rtQHUt6lJsM/s72-c/give_thanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8460655241422472350</id><published>2009-11-02T06:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T07:26:47.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Ministries'/><title type='text'>Womanly Influences - 2</title><summary type='text'>Last week, I talked about the influence of women with regard to teaching in local churches.  Today, I want to talk about the influence we have in the spheres of our female relationships.I must admit to having mixed feelings about female friendships.  I know of women who rave about their female friendships, their "sisterhoods."  They get together for spa dates and shopping and weekends away.  On </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8460655241422472350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8460655241422472350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/womanly-influences-2.html' title='Womanly Influences - 2'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/Su7QAFhMYcI/AAAAAAAABsM/YR7uMFLNABE/s72-c/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau_%281825-1905%29_-_Two_Sisters_%281901%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2870358323218728407</id><published>2009-11-01T12:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:46:28.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>No, not the holiday.  It's a theme, and Rebecca is once again devoting her blog to it in the month of November.Each day she will be sharing things for which she is thankful.  It's really a wonderful idea.  Usually, on Sundays, I post an excerpt from The Valley of Vision, but today, I think I'll just start off the month with my own thanksgiving.  This morning, as I was reading Psalm 103, I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2870358323218728407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2870358323218728407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7953445431594552190</id><published>2009-10-31T07:13:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:03:43.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Happy Reformation Day!</title><summary type='text'>I wish when my children were smaller, I had emphasized this day more.  We certainly participated in both trick or treating activities as well as "harvest" celebrations, but the term "Reformation Day" is not one I heard of in my local church.  I first came to learn about this through teaching history in our homeschool.  It's a shame, I think, that many evangelical churches don't see the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7953445431594552190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7953445431594552190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-reformation-day.html' title='Happy Reformation Day!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SuwkWHEnk5I/AAAAAAAABsE/auMIFPfe9H4/s72-c/martin_luther.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1650240804808569748</id><published>2009-10-30T07:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:08:34.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my favourite places</title><summary type='text'>I really like Monergism.  I use its resources a lot.  I have purchased quite a few books from them.  I noticed this morning that there is a column in the centre of the home page where there is a "Monthly Focus."  I guess I don't stay parked on the home page long enough (I usually head straight to the MP3 page, book catalog, or the commentary section) to notice.  This month's focus is "The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1650240804808569748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1650240804808569748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-of-my-favourite-places.html' title='One of my favourite places'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3637069458555358923</id><published>2009-10-29T08:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:38:03.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>Vain regrets and common sense</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, spiritual depression occurs because Christian men and women have overwhelming feelings of regret for having "wasted" their life prior to coming to Christ.  They look at what Christ has done for them, and then they look back and feel that their life has been wasted.   They struggle, and become discouraged.Martyn Lloyd-Jones offers his views on this subject in Spiritual Depression, in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3637069458555358923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3637069458555358923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/vain-regrets-and-common-sense.html' title='Vain regrets and common sense'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3600186770323382327</id><published>2009-10-28T05:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:59:39.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Herbert now, history later</title><summary type='text'>I missed my history post from yesterday.  I had to teach at youth group and I worked in the nursery during the young moms' bible study, so yesterday was a rather busy day.   I also took advantage of the warm, dry weather to rake up six of what will end up being easily 30+ bags of leaves from my yard.  In the night, the wind picked up and my raked yard looks like I didn't even touch it.I plan on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3600186770323382327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3600186770323382327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/herbert-now-history-later.html' title='Herbert now, history later'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SugVp_AkHcI/AAAAAAAABr4/jN2HHe3pzQk/s72-c/Herbert.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4393450629442231617</id><published>2009-10-26T09:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:57:51.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebies!!!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Pilgrim Mommy, I was alerted to this giveaway at Devotional Christian.  The books with this giveaway are great!  I think there is 22 to give away!  And, the bonus is that you don't have to have a Twitter to enter the draw!! Check it out!This looks like a great site!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4393450629442231617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4393450629442231617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/freebies.html' title='Freebies!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1746494681856778692</id><published>2009-10-26T06:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:46:57.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Ministries'/><title type='text'>Womanly Influences - 1</title><summary type='text'>As I posted last  week, I have been thinking about how women use their influence.  We all have spheres of influence even if we don't consciously think about them.    There are times when we are unknowingly a good or bad influence.  Because we know we will influence those around us, we should be very pro-active with using that position.One of the first areas I want to ponder over (and this, of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1746494681856778692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1746494681856778692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/womanly-influences-1.html' title='Womanly Influences - 1'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-562595503423411160</id><published>2009-10-25T13:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:06:28.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, this is just weird.</title><summary type='text'>I was looking for something that I know was published by Banner of Truth.   I did a Google search to get the right address and lo and behold, I was led to something that is clearly not the right location.I'm totally confused.  The address is the same, and links look okay, but when one clicks on it, that certainly isn't what one gets.  It looks like a rather odd on-line shopping mall set up, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/562595503423411160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/562595503423411160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-this-is-just-weird.html' title='Okay, this is just weird.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7881849702541817042</id><published>2009-10-25T12:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:01:07.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valley of Vision'/><title type='text'>Meeting God</title><summary type='text'>Great God,In public and private, in sanctuary and homemay my life be steeped in prayer;filled with the spirit of grace and supplication,each prayer perfumed with the incense of atoning blood.Help me, defend me, until from praying groundI pass to the realm of unceasing praise.Urged by my need,invited by thy promises,called by thy Spirit,I enter thy presence,worshipping thee with godly fear,awed by</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7881849702541817042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7881849702541817042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/meeting-god.html' title='Meeting God'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1090736287021919912</id><published>2009-10-24T17:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:52:35.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaningless Rants'/><title type='text'>You know you're in trouble with the book you're reading when ...</title><summary type='text'>First, when you must force yourself to read it.Secondly, when you look longingly at the other books on your desk as you read it.Thirdly, when you wear a path between your desk and where your spouse is sitting, as you pick up the volume and say, "Listen to this..."Fourthly, when you write "blah blah blah" and "give me a break" in the margins.And fifthly, when you seriously considering putting a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1090736287021919912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1090736287021919912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-youre-in-trouble-with-book.html' title='You know you&apos;re in trouble with the book you&apos;re reading when ...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4775771729470883500</id><published>2009-10-24T07:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T07:40:06.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>What this means "to me."</title><summary type='text'>You'll have to excuse me if this sounds rather incoherent.  It was running through my mind yesterday as I read and dozed on and off and generally felt miserable.  Feeling a wee bit better today, but I went to bed at 9:00 last night, and got up at 7:00-ish this morning and my body feels stiff from being in bed that long.  Before I went to bed, I was reading and some random thoughts came to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4775771729470883500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4775771729470883500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-this-means-to-me.html' title='What this means &quot;to me.&quot;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3603966169198811165</id><published>2009-10-23T11:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:41:01.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion is everything</title><summary type='text'>So, today, I'm a fashion plate.   I'm wearing plaid flannel pyjama pants and a thick hooded sweater with the words "Great Big Sea" on the front.  My footwear choice is a pair of thick wool socks.  While I have showered, I have done very little with my hair other than dry it ....I'm sick.Came upon me very fast yesterday afternoon.  Aches, headache, low-grade fever and a burning in my chest when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3603966169198811165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3603966169198811165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/fashion-is-everything.html' title='Fashion is everything'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5419935756791674362</id><published>2009-10-22T12:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:47:51.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A change is as good as a rest</title><summary type='text'>I was looking at those sunshiny yellow flowers in my banner this morning and I realized it was time for a change.  I contemplated getting a fall-ish picture, but before we know it, fall will be past, and winter will be upon us.  To be expedient, I went for the winter theme right now, despite the fact that it is 14 degrees Celsius (57 degrees F) today.Thanks to Karen who hosts "Background Fairy."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5419935756791674362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5419935756791674362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/change-is-as-good-as-rest.html' title='A change is as good as a rest'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1855364391598745956</id><published>2009-10-22T07:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:14:55.224-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>That One Sin</title><summary type='text'>One of the things that makes Christians unhappy is dwelling on past sins.  Dr. Lloyd-Jones, in his book Spiritual Depression, discusses the bondage that a Christian can feel by not realizing fully the forgiveness that it his.  One of the reasons that a Christian may dwell unnecessarily on past sins is his lack of understanding of what justification means.  Dr.  Lloyd-Jones says this:Let us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1855364391598745956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1855364391598745956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-one-sin.html' title='That One Sin'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5304421397070087012</id><published>2009-10-21T13:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:01:38.516-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Progress</title><summary type='text'>I finished with Ancient and Medieval Church History, and now will begin the second course, Reformation and Modern Church History.  I'll be beginning the second volume of The Story of Chistianity, by Justo Gonzalez.  One book I would like to get is Mark Noll's book The History of Christianity in the United States and Canada.  There are very few books about church history that mention Canada </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5304421397070087012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5304421397070087012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6494206000414280613</id><published>2009-10-21T07:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:54:23.246-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>Recently, Dr. Veith provided a reading list of major Christian authors.  You must check it out.  I recognized some on this liste.  A few years ago, I read his book Reading Between the Lines, and a few of these authors were mentioned in that book.  One of works  on his list is by George Herbert,  The Temple.  I studied some of the poems from that work when I did a course in 17th Century </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6494206000414280613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6494206000414280613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-wednesday.html' title='Poetry Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7865580271074229161</id><published>2009-10-20T08:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:06:34.813-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Morning stars</title><summary type='text'>While the Reformation is seen as beginning formally with Martin Luther, there were other men who paved the way for reform.  John Wycliffe is known as the "morning star" of the Reformation, but two others of note could perhaps share that honour, John Huss and Jerome Savonarola.Wycliffe was from England, and is said to have been born sometime in the 1320's.  He was an excellent scholar and ended up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7865580271074229161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7865580271074229161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/morning-stars.html' title='Morning stars'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/St2pvemhbyI/AAAAAAAABrg/i0Nh9AqP1xU/s72-c/Image3.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8701311365082887521</id><published>2009-10-19T06:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T06:36:11.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Ministries'/><title type='text'>Womanly influence</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago, I spent some time listening to lectures that I found free on the internet.  Monergism has an excellent selection of free Mp3's as does The Gospel Coalition.  I like to knit while I listen.  Yes, my aspiration is to be a Renaissance Woman, so I do handicrafts while feeding my hungry mind.Sometimes, listening to lectures makes me feel sorry for myself, because I would love to go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8701311365082887521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8701311365082887521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/womanly-influence.html' title='Womanly influence'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-2498925454481143733</id><published>2009-10-18T11:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:20:57.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Fit For God</title><summary type='text'>Thou maker and sustainer of all things,Day and night are thineheaven and earth declare thy glory;but I, a creature of thy power and beauty,have sinned against thee by resistingthe dictates of conscience,the demands of thy law,the calls of thy gospel;yet I live under the dispensation of a given hope.Deliver me from worldly dispositions,for I am born from above and bound for glory.May I view and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2498925454481143733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/2498925454481143733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-be-fit-for-god.html' title='To Be Fit For God'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-3591556856370273978</id><published>2009-10-17T17:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:25:57.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn gold</title><summary type='text'>What a glorious day!  Crisp and clear.  The late afternoon sun was beautiful as I went for a walk. As  I walked, and I basked in the gorgeous sunshine.  When I passed by one particular yard, as I walked westward down the street, headed home, the leaves on a  maple tree sang forth its golden glory.  It reminded me of the poem by Robert Frost, "Nothing Gold Can Stay."Nature's first green is gold,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3591556856370273978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/3591556856370273978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/autumn-gold.html' title='Autumn gold'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/StozNgcKgXI/AAAAAAAABrY/k2vqkDbC8ik/s72-c/maple' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-8268536694325613369</id><published>2009-10-17T09:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:11:02.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>Cats are useful</title><summary type='text'>Now, we all know that cats are often objects of the love-hate extreme.  Lots of people just love them; others loathe them.I like cats.  Right now, I don't like  one of my cats because he is very neurotic and after almost a year, he still hasn't adapted to the cat we got at Christmas last year.  This has resulted in his retaliating against said new cat in various and sundry ways, one of them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8268536694325613369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/8268536694325613369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/cats-are-useful.html' title='Cats are useful'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/StnBwTeCY6I/AAAAAAAABrQ/VoatXfaZ5mI/s72-c/DSC03035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-7541612412802915659</id><published>2009-10-16T09:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:27:33.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This kind of blew my mind ...</title><summary type='text'>Dr. Veith brought my attention to a story of a church in North Carolina who is having a Halloween Book Burning.  Here is the announcement:Come to our Halloween book burning. We are burning Satan’s bibles like the NIV, RSV, NKJV, TLB, NASB, NEV, NRSV, ASV, NWT, Good News for Modern Man, The Evidence Bible, The Message Bible, The Green Bible, ect. These are perversions of God’s Word the King James </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7541612412802915659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/7541612412802915659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-kind-of-blew-my-mind.html' title='This kind of blew my mind ...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-1587806597412015252</id><published>2009-10-15T13:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:57:11.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaningless stuff'/><title type='text'>Pseudo-Twitter</title><summary type='text'>Honestly, the reason I don't have Twitter is that I know my own weaknesses, and if I had one, I'd waste a lot more time than I already do.  What I do love, however, is following the Twitters of some of my favourite bloggers.That being said, my pseudo-Twit for the day, i.e. a "Tweet" that is not legitimate because this isn't  really Twitter, is this:I'm procrastinating.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1587806597412015252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/1587806597412015252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/pseudo-twitter.html' title='Pseudo-Twitter'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-4965179015494808688</id><published>2009-10-15T07:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:23:43.120-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookwormish-ness'/><title type='text'>Seeking the right balance</title><summary type='text'>In his Spiritual Depression, Martyn Lloyd-Jones talks about the three-fold nature of the Christian life, the mind, heart and the will.  To focus too much on one of this trio alone is insufficient for the Christian life.  The mind reduces things to intellectual pursuit; too much emphasis on the heart produces emotionalism; and undue emphasis on the will reduces faith to moralism.  No, to avoid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4965179015494808688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/4965179015494808688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/seeking-right-balance.html' title='Seeking the right balance'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-6967722446777513173</id><published>2009-10-15T06:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T06:41:00.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Musings'/><title type='text'>Contradictory thoughts about homeschooling</title><summary type='text'>On Tuesday, at the ladies' bible study, I watched over the homeschooled kids.  There is a children's program during the study, but it is only for kids ages 3  to Kindergarten-aged.  There are a few women who homeschool whose children are out of that age, but still want to attend.  We have set aside a room for these kids to do their work and a few moms have agreed to oversee this.  When the kids </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6967722446777513173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/6967722446777513173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/contradictory-thoughts-about.html' title='Contradictory thoughts about homeschooling'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639357.post-5667197048636801032</id><published>2009-10-14T16:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:47:34.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I couldn't resist ....</title><summary type='text'>Today, I was in my car during the "Retoactive Radio Lunch" or some such thing.  Translation:  local radio station plays the oldies over lunch.The Neil Diamond song, "I Am, I Said," came over the radio waves.  You may remember this song.  It was a very sad song about someone feeling very lonely.   The chorus went something like this (and I know all the words by heart because my parents brought me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5667197048636801032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639357/posts/default/5667197048636801032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theupwardcall.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-i-couldnt-resist.html' title='Okay, I couldn&apos;t resist ....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02288648996304246570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZzeY3RWLvc/SYIP50O_BbI/AAAAAAAABcw/yn0wozCteQQ/S220/Sunset+-1.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
