<?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-8830139835383941103</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:19:25.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life Energy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11048588001849206692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EgvQ8ON2iHU/SpHppZvgzYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PyIpvKKXl9A/S220/Fran%27s+Head+shot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8830139835383941103.post-6367297485337277619</id><published>2009-08-21T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:44:39.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise You In This Storm by Casting Crowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Praise You in This Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and wiped our tears away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;stepped in and saved the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;But once again, I say amen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and it's still raining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;as the thunder rolls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and as Your mercy falls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I raise my hands and praise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the God who gives and takes away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And I'll praise you in this storm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and I will lift my hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;for You are who You are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;no matter where I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and every tear I've cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;You hold in your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;You never left my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and though my heart is torn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I will praise You in this storm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I remember when I stumbled in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;You heard my cry to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and raised me up again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;my strength is almost gone how can I carry on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;if I can't find You and as the thunder rolls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and as Your mercy falls I raise my hands and praise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the God who gives and takes away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I lift my eyes onto the hills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;where does my help come from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I lift my eyes onto the hills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;where does my help come from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8830139835383941103-6367297485337277619?l=newlifeenergy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/feeds/6367297485337277619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/praise-you-in-this-storm-by-casting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/6367297485337277619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/6367297485337277619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/praise-you-in-this-storm-by-casting.html' title='Praise You In This Storm by Casting Crowns'/><author><name>Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11048588001849206692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EgvQ8ON2iHU/SpHppZvgzYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PyIpvKKXl9A/S220/Fran%27s+Head+shot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8830139835383941103.post-7330889467458612495</id><published>2009-08-21T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:32:30.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Not Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In November of 2006 my daughter, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rowynn&lt;/span&gt; who was 8 at the time had some pain in her lower left pelvic area. We took her to the hospital and they said there was a stomach flu going around but the area she was pointing to was not the usual place for that. They said to take her home and if it got worse to bring her back. It got worse, we brought her back.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The nurse and doctor where complete jerks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;and allowed our daughter to be in pain for almost&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; 7 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, with complete mistreatment, before agreeing to send her for a scan. They then found out that her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ovary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was either swollen or had a large growth. At that time the original doctor came in for his next shift and went off on them, gave our daughter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;morphin&lt;/span&gt; and sent her to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arnold Palmer Children's Hospital in Orlando.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;They took her in for surgery the next morning and had to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;remove her ovary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because it twisted over and died. What was supposed to be the &lt;strong&gt;size of a walnut&lt;/strong&gt; became the &lt;strong&gt;size of an apple&lt;/strong&gt;. She is so strong that the surgery was on a Thursday and she was back in school on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I knew she would be OK because before leaving the house we were listening to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Z 88.3 a Christian station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here in Florida. I prayed to God saying that I needed to hear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Praise You In This Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Within &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 seconds (literally&lt;/span&gt;) the song that was on finished and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Praise You In This Storm by Casting Crowns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;came on and a peace that God was with us came over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The month before my mother-in-law passed away and we were still grieving her so we could not deal with another tragedy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;God protected &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rowynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and she is well and fit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2003 my family was at the school bus stop and a car did not see the bus stopped and hit my wife and oldest daughter. He was doing 55 and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hit my wife directly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, threw her in the air and she hit a concrete sign. Then the driver hit the curb and on the bounce &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;caught my daughter, Kaitlyn under his wheel and dragged her about 40 feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before coming to a stop. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;God again protected them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and they left with what would be considered minor injuries and left the hospital the same day.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The news called it a miracle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;God gave me a feeling of forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for this person because He knew I would have to concentrate on the love for my family and take care of them rather than the anger towards the guy and wanting to hunt him down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Fast forward to today. Our last two children are miracles because we were told it wouldn't happen again. Since our son, Liam we have tried for another child. That would be almost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;eight years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We finally decided that it wasn't going to happen and discussed me getting a vasectomy. In the mean time, about two weeks ago we found out we were pregnant, at about 7 weeks and we were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;exstatic&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been exercising because I have always been in decent shape but just wanted to improve my health. On Tuesday I had to go to the hospital because I had been feeling chest pain for about a week. They told me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;it could be either Angina or a swelling in the lining of my heart and/or lungs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since my release I have been trying to get a hold of the Cardiac Clinic that is supposed to give me a stress and other tests to no avail.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;They have not called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On top of that scare, yesterday my wife had some pain in her lower right side. We thought, and so did the hospital, that it may be appendicitis. We got there at 3:45 PM and finally at 9:&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt; PM we were told&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;it was actually a spontaneous miscarriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Devastated we asked that they make the discharge quick so we could come home to our three children and break the news to them. They did not take it well. We were up to 3:00 AM trying to console them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Needless to say we are all wiped out and feeling a great loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We still love God, we still thank Him for what we do have and we are still Praising Him in this storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;However, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;our praise is still filled with tears, gnashing of teeth, tearing of clothes and a mouth full of earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from being kicked down again. But like my last post&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am standing up, full and upright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I am not sitting down through this one. With the help of God, my family and all of you I will Stay The Course, push on and keep praising out loud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you God, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8830139835383941103-7330889467458612495?l=newlifeenergy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/feeds/7330889467458612495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-not-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/7330889467458612495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/7330889467458612495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-not-fall.html' title='I Will Not Fall'/><author><name>Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11048588001849206692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EgvQ8ON2iHU/SpHppZvgzYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PyIpvKKXl9A/S220/Fran%27s+Head+shot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8830139835383941103.post-8015677967270479714</id><published>2009-08-19T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:12:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Up Stand Firm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a bit of a scare this past week. I was feeling some chest pain and after a few days decided to get it checked out. After several hours, a few tests, and two hits of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nitroglycerin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; they sent me home. They said I need more tests but it may be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; or an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;inflammation in my lung or heart lining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Either way it scared me enough that I have to take stock of my life and make some serious changes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I started to think about my life and how I consider myself to be strong, strong willed, a fighter and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;definitely not a quitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I always say that as long as you get back up after being knocked down you are not a quitter. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Staying down has never been my style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Over the years I have been knocked down more times than I care to mention. So much that I am getting tired of getting back up. Now I tell myself that even though I may be getting up slower I am still getting up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, I recently took a good, hard, long look at my life.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When I got honest with myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I wondered how I allowed my family and I to get where we are today. I suddenly realized that I am no longer getting back up, that perhaps I am only sitting up. This way I don't have to exert myself and use all of my energy to stand up just to get knocked back down. Also, the fall won't be as far if I am only sitting up. Standing is so much further up than sitting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basically, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have decided to take it easy on myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sit it out and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lie to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;that I am not quitting because I am still getting up. So I decided to not take it easy any more. I started exercising, organizing, setting goals, and putting in a real effort to make my life what I want it to be. Now this shot to the chest just makes me realize that I need to take it even more seriously. Even if it turns out to be nothing it scared me enough. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the first time in my life I realize that I am mortal after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't like feeling mortal. I am supposed to be the invincible husband and father.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right now I have three extremely smart and talented kids that I cannot help facilitate their dreams. My job is going nowhere with very few hours each week. I'm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;46 and out of shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, although not too bad for my age. I'm smart, strong as an ox, a real fighter, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;scared as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not exactly a great mix. On top of that while my wife and I were considering being done having children because, we have tried for years to have one more with no success and were told it wouldn't happen again, we found out that we are going to have another one. That's right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my wife is pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Now is not the time to find out I'm not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;indestructible. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We are very happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but now concerned for my health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basically what I am saying is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am dusting myself off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pulling off the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;EKG&lt;/span&gt; tabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sinking my fists into the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pushing myself up to a full and upright position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Standing Up, Standing Firm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and I am telling this gig called life to get the hell out of the way because I am controlling my life and circumstances not the other way around. I hope anyone who comes here to read will support my efforts, cheer me on and while locking arms we can all help each other get where ever it is we feel we need to be. Thanks for listening. Now you all Stand Up, Stand Firm and stay the course. Stop sitting down and lying to yourself and I promise to do the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8830139835383941103-8015677967270479714?l=newlifeenergy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/feeds/8015677967270479714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/stand-up-stand-firm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/8015677967270479714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/8015677967270479714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/stand-up-stand-firm.html' title='Stand Up Stand Firm'/><author><name>Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11048588001849206692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EgvQ8ON2iHU/SpHppZvgzYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PyIpvKKXl9A/S220/Fran%27s+Head+shot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8830139835383941103.post-8368732996368099026</id><published>2009-08-17T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:20:51.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;This is a blog about my life. I am on an adventure to turn things around. My head is full of ideas and thoughts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life should be everything you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;want.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I am set on getting that and will hopefully teach some of you to do the same thing. Like Zig Ziglar says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"you can get everything you want in life by helping enough people get what they want". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So from here on out I will do whatever I can do to help anyone get what they want from life. I will start by helping you keep track of things I do that improve my life and hope that you can use some of those same techniques in your own lives to make improvements. I also invite you all to let me know what works in your lives so I can implement them into my routines also. And hopefully those that tune in here can do the same. Thanks for listening, I look forward to years of helping each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8830139835383941103-8368732996368099026?l=newlifeenergy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/feeds/8368732996368099026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/8368732996368099026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8830139835383941103/posts/default/8368732996368099026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newlifeenergy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11048588001849206692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EgvQ8ON2iHU/SpHppZvgzYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PyIpvKKXl9A/S220/Fran%27s+Head+shot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
