<![CDATA[The Hodge Podge Site - Blog]]>Sat, 21 Apr 2012 04:00:09 -0500Weebly<![CDATA[A New Chapter Begins]]>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 17:24:26 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2012/02/a-new-chapter-begins.html"For I know the plans I have for you" declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11 

"Lord I need wisdom and guidance in my work life. Please show me if this is the vocation I should be in right now or if I should change and find another job. I want to use my skills and abilities, as well as my interests, for Your glory. When I feel under-utilized and yearn for something more, reveal to me where I can best serve in the coming season of my life." -- God's Will for My Work Life - Taken from Prayers with Purpose for Women. 


Today, I ran across the above text from Prayers with Purpose for Women, and I do not believe it is by coincidence. Within the last month or so, I have struggled with this issue but did not know if it was something "I" was wanting or thinking I should do or if it was something God was asking of me. Just a week or so ago, I prayed to God with all of my heart and asked that He give me a sign that would show me without a doubt that it was He and not me who felt I needed to leave my job. 


Yesterday, He answered that prayer, and now I know beyond any shadow of doubt that He has been telling me to move on. Through cut backs at work, I was released from my employment! Now that is an answer, albeit, hard and fearful right now. 


A new chapter begins in my life at the age of 50.....we will see what God has planned. I request prayer during this time as I seek employment and the path for which God has chosen.  
]]><![CDATA[Another Year]]>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 00:39:14 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/12/another-year.htmlAnother year has almost come and gone, and I thought it would be
appropriate to say how grateful I am to God for His blessings this past year.  While it is hard for us who remain, God called my precious grandmother home to her eternal home. The peace I have in knowing where she is makes it easier, but she will be missed this Christmas.  He also led me to the most wonderful church where I have been blessed 100 times over.  How could I have lived in Terre Haute 12 years and not have heard of this church.  It was through His timing allowing my path to cross with someone else who mentioned the church. Our Pastor is truly a blessing.

 God kept my family safe during the horrible tornado  in Tuscaloosa on April 27th of this year.  I was here in Indiana watching it all fold out and could do nothing, but God kept his hand on my family.

 I'm blessed to have a job and for that I am so very thankful.  Merly has had a fairly healthy year except for a few weeks ago when she had to spend a week in the hospital.  She is home now. Every year with her is a gift from God given her health issues.
 
I look forward to what the New Year brings because I know God
will be my strength, comforter, and healer in all things that will come my way.

 I pray you have that same knowledge and hope!


Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all.

 ]]><![CDATA[On Being Humbled]]>Sun, 20 Nov 2011 20:43:51 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/11/on-being-humbled.htmlI have come to learn there are some things one cannot fully comprehend and subsequently be transformed without being doused in the middle of experience; hearing and seeing with one’s own eyes can be scary, but it is definitely worth the risk to be totally immersed in a situation, a situation that is 100% out of one’s own comfort zone.
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When we are outside of our own comfort zone, we tend to spend more time with God than ever before.
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As a result, God will comfort us, and if we are open to it, He will show us many wonderful things. 
This reminds me of Jeremiah 33:3: “Call to me and I will answer you and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.” (NRSV)

 A few weeks ago I was on a business trip outside of the borders of the USA.  Now this was the first time I had ever been on the other side of the American borders. The company for whom I work is in the process of implementing a new computer system in one of our plants in South America.  The plant I visited on this particular tip has been running with our computer system for the past seven years.  Because of the language barrier and because two people from the plant I visited are relocating to the other South American plant, it was decided for all parties involved in this project to have a week long workshop at the plant I was visiting. 

For me this was simply a business trip, but God definitely had other plans for me aside from the business meetings over the course of the week.

As mentioned earlier about one’s desire to draw closer to God when we are outside of our comfort zone, being outside of the American borders was definitely outside of my comfort zone especially since I did not understand the language and because of the drug cartels and criminal activity.  We were told only to drink bottled water and not eat anything raw because of bacteria our bodies are not accustomed to.  Needless to say I left the USA with all kinds of fears. I found myself in daily prayer and Bible study every evening asking God for His protection and mercy.

Before this trip I had a very strong view regarding illegal aliens living in our country.  Simply put, I felt all people who were inside our country illegally should absolutely be sent home.  To me it was simply black and white; either the people enter America legally or be sent back to their home land.

 I had not been outside the American borders two days when God humbled me and gave me a new set of eyes to see the people of the country I was visiting differently.  Although I already knew a hand full of the people of the plant we were
visiting, my perception of their work ethics could not have been further from reality.  I discovered their ability and willingness to learn and teach themselves about our manufacturing system and processes and to be very happy to have their job with little pay. They were genuinely happy to be working for the company and were so excited to learn.  Now I find this to be completely opposite of the sentiments of Americans who expect everything to bedone for them.  This is where God humbled me.

 The realization that we, Americans, are so greatly blessed and we take that for granted every day.  We, Americans, can go to most any place without fear of being harmed and without seeing policemen carrying guns/rifles in every public place we may go.  In the country I visited, even the restaurants provided a security detail for our group when we went out to
dinner one evening.  For the most part, American drivers obey red lights and stop signs, but in this country the red lights and stop signs were treated as suggestion to stop. It was every man for himself, and the first bumper to get into an intersection was the first vehicle to get through the traffic nightmare.

 Over the course of the week, I saw how excited the people from our other two plants to hear all they could about our computer systems.  This type of mentality is rare in American businesses.

 For the first time, I saw the foreign nationals as human beings rather than “the people of a certain country”.  I had placed a label on them and simply viewed them as being on the outside of our borders.  This trip broke that barrier for me because I saw these hard working people as humans, not a label, who equally deserve to have jobs, raise their children, and to have the same freedom as we Americans do.  I came to call them my friends.  They were so very polite and truly appreciative of the help we offered.

With the humility that only God could provide, I found a transformation taking place in my heart. Now, I think the illegal aliens who come into this country to work and earn a living should be allowed to stay here.  The political issues
surrounding our borders seem to carry less weight now than before. Yes, I believe those who are trying to smuggle drugs into our country should be stopped, but for the many who want to simply come into America to work and achieve some bit of normalcy for their families should be allowed into our country.

 I left this other country wanting to stay and help the workers in our plant learn all they could.  I left with the full understanding of the blessings we Americans have each and every day. I left this other country realizing that Americans are all about me, me, me.  I left feeling guilty about the stereotype I had placed on others who are not American.

 With God’s help I left this country with a new set of eyes through which I can see more clearly.

 ]]><![CDATA[Football Season and..............]]>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 01:22:31 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/09/football-season-and.htmlSeptember 3, 2011:  For those of you like me you are ready for college football spending Saturdays glued to the television most of the day and night.  Each is looking and guessing which team will have the best season and picking their choices.  Football is a given each year, and we take it for granted with many spending boat loads of money on their team's gear.  I am guilty.

This year is a bit different for me because it comes in the midst of the 9/11 terror attacks on our country marking the 10th anniversary of that horrific day.  For me that day, September 11, 2001, will forever be etched in my memory, and it can be recalled in vivid detail as I am sure everyone can.

Who could possibly forget watching the planes hit the Twin Towers, the Pentagon, and the diverted plane driven into the ground in PA?  Who would do such a thing?  Yes, we all know the people responsible for carrying out the attacks and the mastermind behind the attacks.  But take it further, and you might say it was Anti-Americans, and that is absolutely true.  We live in a free country, and yet there are those who hate Americans for whatever reason.

When I think about who was responsible, I conclude that in addition to it being Anti-Americans it is also those for whom there is no love, no hope, and no respect for human beings.  They are a part of those souls who have never accepted God as a God of Love, a God of Hope, and a God who created the human race and who respects us so much that He granted us the power of Free Will.  I cannot imagine living life without knowing there is a God of Love who does not want us to hate or kill. 

As tragic as 9/11 was it brought about the wonderful qualities of all people in America.  All conflicts were set aside, and everyone worked side by side day and night to save lives and ultimately restore that which was destroyed.  I remember feeling God's love and God's work in action.  While there will always be hate in this sin filled world, there is also love that fills that void. 

So this football season as we prepare to go about our daily routines and spend our Saturdays in front of the television watching our favorite teams, let us also remember the events that occurred almost 10 years ago. ]]><![CDATA[What am I to do?]]>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 22:49:50 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/08/what-am-i-to-do.htmlI sit here again thinking I need to write something but have no idea what that something might be.  I will say that I feel God is preparing me for something, and I know I have a very strong desire to become involved in Mission work even to the extent of field work in some country that could benefit from help.  How could something like that happen?  God knows my commitments and there are times I feel the need to just simply step out in faith, and that is not an easy thing.  I have no need for money per se and would be content simply serving others.  But I do have a partner who is disabled and for whom I do have a responsibility.

So how will God work things?  I have no idea other than He will as long as I am willing to be open to hearing Him and trusting Him.  I ask for prayer in this matter that I will hear, listen, and obey.

Merly tells me that my idea of Mission work does not necessarily mean field work, and if that's the case and there is something within Mission work through which my existing skills can be utilized, I know that an opportunity will surface.  I just need to hear and respond accordingly.

 ]]><![CDATA[Simple Question]]>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 22:38:22 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/08/simple-question.htmlI have no idea if I am just talking to myself in the sense that I'm keeping an online journal which may or may not be serving the purpose for which it is intended.

Is anyone reading this? Can I write anything I want without wondering if what I might say would be offensive to someone? Are my thoughts just going out into cyberspace as "hot air"?

I hope not.  My hope is that at least someone who is in need is reading or does read what has been posted and receives a blessing from God (not me). 

I am not the most outgoing person; in fact, Merly tells me I am anti-social.  I do want to share God's Word and Blessings with others, and this website, my blog which is linked to the website and my Facebook Page are the only ways though which I am currently capable of sharing God's love.

If you haven't felt blessed by God at some point in your life, you have missed out on something truly beautiful.  If you have felt God's blessings, then you know the beauty that can only come from the creator himself.

Paraphrasing here, but............
Ask and it shall be given.
Seek and you will find.
Knock and the door will open. ]]><![CDATA[In Memory Of]]>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 23:04:54 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/08/in-memory-of.html
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God saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So He put His arms around her
And whispered, “Come with Me.”

With tearful eyes we watched her suffer
And saw her fade away.
Although we loved her dearly,
We could not make her stay.

A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

-Author Unknown

It seems appropriate now that I write about the woman I knew as granny, and many others in the entire community where I was raised knew her as “Granny Boyd” whether or not she was kin.

Who was “Granny Boyd”?  Well, we was everyone’s granny who always had a home cooked meal either cooked or being cooked.  When anyone entered her house, they were immediately greeted with “Are you hungry? Can I get you something to eat?”  Her homemade biscuits were the best ever and everyone knew it.  I recall hearing stories of her nieces, nephews, and others talking about making trips to her house when they were young just to eat one of granny’s biscuits.  They put butter and maple syrup over them, and as we grandchildren were born, we too, always loved her biscuits.  She was a great cook and southern cookin’ was a specialty in her home.  You see, her mom died when granny was very young, maybe 3 years old. She had one brother and her dad worked. Granny was cooking and keeping house from the time she was old enough to cook.

She was a tough woman with the strength of a bear and a heart of gold who willingly and happily gave of what she had which was not much at all.  I even remember when a bathroom was added to her house. She worked in the kitchen of Druid City Hospital until she retired, and that was basically the income she and my grandpa had.  There was not much money to be had for the family.  Granny and grandpa had 5 children who were raised in a two bedroom house with a living room and kitchen.

As a teenager I remember going over every Saturday morning to have breakfast consisting of eggs, biscuits, bacon and grits!!  What a treat.  One of my fondest memories was watching the Lawrence Welk show with her.

While she lived a rather poor life with respect to material possessions, she led a very rich life in her walk with God.  Every Saturday morning, she would listen to tapes of a church sermon which was mailed to her weekly.  That was her time of worship and study.  She always prayed prior to each meal and throughout the day and lived a life that showed her Christian ways.  Granny loved God and knew she had secured her place in heaven.  I recall going with her to summer tent revivals when I was young.  I think I loved my granny as much as she loved the Lord.

That is why, I know without a doubt, that she is with her Lord in Heaven who prepared a place for her, and she has a crown of beauty.  In her later years after having suffered a few strokes, she lived in a nursing home where mom and my uncle visited every day.  Granny knew I think, who people were right up to the end of her life.  I last saw her in May of 2010 when I was home for my nephew’s high school graduation.  It was a happy time because even then she had a twinkle in her eye.  I am fortunate to have had my granny for 50 years!

On April 21, 2011 when she was placed in her grave at the Boyd Cemetery in Peterson, Alabama I was compelled to share a few words.  I am not a public speaker.  Actually I am not much of a talker at all.  But I wanted those who were there to think of this:  We lost granny on April 21st, but she opened her eyes to the Gates of Heaven.  Can you even imagine what she was experiencing?  I asked everyone to just stop and reflect upon that because that was what gave me strength to rejoice in her passing.  Yes, I loved and deeply miss her, but she is now at home.

Julia Elizabeth Kline Boyd

October 16, 1918 – April 21, 2011
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]]><![CDATA[Trusting in God and Relying on God]]>Sun, 17 Jul 2011 21:53:06 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/07/trusting-in-god-and-relying-on-god.htmlTRUSTING IN GOD AND RELYING ON GOD

I recently learned there is a big difference between the two, and I have to say that relying on God and receiving His blessings, personally, turned an event from one that could have been perceived as one piece of bad luck after another into an event of “I can’t wait to see what God is about to do next.”

What began as a trip to Orlando, for me, was going to Orlando with Merly to help her achieve something she had been looking forward to for almost a year – a class reunion with her MK friends.  (Missionary Kids who grew up at a boarding school at Penang, Malaysia).  This was a trip for Merly; it was not a trip for me.  Do not get me wrong.  I was looking forward to a trip to Orlando, but the reason for going in the first place was for Merly.

The van was loaded down, literally, as we headed out from Terre Haute, Indiana on June 28th around 7:00PM.  There were three of us and the plan was to drive from Terre Haute to Tuscaloosa, AL during that night.  I sat in the back seat of the van planning to sleep and just rest while being driven down to Tuscaloosa.  I had planned to document the trip as the “fun” trip it was meant to be.  Little did I know that God had other plans for me; you see, the trip was really a trip where God was going to (and did) do some life changing things for me.  It was not long after the trip began, that I began to see that God had a purpose in mind that couldn’t be further from what I thought the trip was about.

As I recall we were still in the state of Indiana when all of the van’s “warning” lights came on, the van’s instrument panel indicated we were traveling on empty and moving at 0 miles per hour. While we were concerned, we also knew that recent van repairs could cause the dashboard instruments to malfunction; we also were told it would self correct.  We traveled on thinking we would just have to be aware of our speed and stop more frequently for gas.  At some point, we hit a bump in the road and that was when the instrument panel self corrected.  Coincidence is something with which I would have agreed were it not for the events that are yet to be told.  At the time, I thought the random bump in the road was a good thing.  While it was a good thing, I also know that it was one of many things God would do for us on this trip.  We all breathed a sigh of relief to know the van’s instrument panel had been restored to normal.

The trip through Kentucky, Tennessee, and the first part of Alabama was event free.  As stated earlier, the van was loaded down which meant that the only way I could exit the van was to let the wheelchair ramp down since the other side door had some equipment tied to it.  Merly could only exit the van after we removed all of the contents on the floor from within the van.  Our friend could easily get out of the driver’s door.  Once we passed through Huntsville, AL and were near Hartselle, AL it was around 2:00AM when the van lost speed and began to act as if it were running out of gas.  We pulled off of the highway at exit 318 completely puzzled.  The van would not crank, and we quickly were overwhelmed with the smell of gasoline.  After letting the van’s ramp down and getting outside, I saw the ground was soaked in gasoline and saw it was leaking from underneath the van.  God had His angels working over time.  Had the ramp generated a spark when it hit the pavement we would not be alive today.

What do three women do at 2:00 AM in an unfamiliar area with a van that was leaking gas?  Knowing that the van would need to be towed was the least of our concerns.  Towing a vehicle is no big deal.  Getting someone who is confined to a wheelchair transported was the main concern.  Not knowing what to do, I called 911 where the dispatcher responded with “911 what’s your emergency”?  Now I was not thinking of this as an emergency, but I explained the situation and asked for a policeman so that he could provide answers to the many questions I had.  The policeman called someone to tow the vehicle and take it to a place where the van would be repaired. As to how we could transport Merly was a question not yet answered.  God had an answer to that. Through a small miracle, Merly was allowed to stay inside the van while it was towed.  To date, I have never run across a break down whereby the towing company allowed Merly to remain inside; but this night, God provided.

We stayed the night in what I think was the town’s only hotel which was located a few blocks down from the car repair shop.  Ordinarily, I would have been biting nails about that time with anger towards the place in Terre Haute who deemed the van road ready.  That night, I began to be thankful for all God had done, and my heart was beginning to change.  Little did I know it was just the beginning.  The following morning the van was repaired and we were back on the road. I was driving as we headed off to Tuscaloosa, AL where we had planned to stay a day.  As I drove the van, I noticed it did not seem to have the power it normally had, but I thought at first it was related to the extra weight.  As we got into the Birmingham area, I realized the extra weight was not the problem.  I knew the van had been loaded down before and did not have any trouble maintaining its speed while driving on the interstate.  We made it to Tuscaloosa and checked into the hotel where we unloaded a lot of the extra weight.  Merly and Lissa stayed at the hotel while I drove the van to my parent’s house.  Without the extra weight, the van was still sluggish.  It drove ok, but it did not have the power it normally had.

We were not even halfway to Orlando and the discussion soon changed to how or whether we should continue on to Orlando or turn back to Terre Haute.  There was discussion as to whether there was a place in Tuscaloosa who could even have time to look at the van due to the 4th of July weekend not to mention the recovery efforts still under way from the April 27th tornado damage which destroyed many parts of Tuscaloosa City.  We considered renting a handicapped van; however, we could not locate one.  We considered arranging a powered wheelchair rental in Orlando if we simply rented a standard vehicle in Tuscaloosa and manually lifted Merly into it, but powered wheelchairs are customized for the individual and one was not to be found.

Would we get to Orlando where Merly could finally enjoy the trip she had been so excited about? That was a question I really began to ponder but was too tired to consider.  That night I went to bed simply “unburdened”.  My prayer was for God to see us through.  The following morning, mom told me she had found a place that could look at the van.  It was a muffler shop on the other side of town, and we took it there.  The final analysis was that the catalytic converter needed to be replaced, the exhaust system needed to be replaced as there were obvious holes in the metal line running the length of the van.  I was happy to know the van could be fixed that day and that we could continue on to Florida that afternoon.  I reflected back on how God had been with us the entire trip and how He had kept us safe.

That afternoon we had just barely gotten on the road when we felt the metal pipe underneath the van bumping against the floor of the van.  The repair shop was about 30 minutes behind us and while it would slow us down, I pulled over and called the repair shop.  They wanted us to return so they could take a look.  God had been doing some major work in me because I did not get angry or upset; I simply turned around and went back to the repair shop.  Merly was beginning to question whether we would make it to Orlando and was wondering if the trip was meant to be.  Yes, returning to the repair shop would allow us to lose valuable time, but it also meant we could travel with peace of mind.  The repair shop did more work and stabilized the metal line so it would not bump against the floor board.  They also pointed out something of major concern to them; something that was dangerous and could cause a fire was a rubber hose through which fuel traveled and which was wearing thin because of constant rubbing against metal over time.  They anchored it so it would not get damaged.  Once again God was showing me how He was watching over us, and how He had things under control.

Once again we were on the road to Orlando.  Because of the lost time, we planned to drive straight through to Orlando.  God had other plans.  This time His plans would reveal the true angels who He would use to help me learn the difference between trusting in Him and totally relying on Him for our every need.  We were one county outside of Tuscaloosa country when the van broke down again.  We were not on the interstate but on a highway that would take us from Tuscaloosa and into Florida before we would pick up the interstate again.  This particular van breakdown could not have happened in a more perfect place. Oh how my perspective had changed.  Merly was in tears with the disappointment and realization that she might not see her friends, many of whom she had not seen in 40 years.

We pulled off the road and turned on the van’s emergency flashers.  Within 10 minutes someone pulled up to help us.  He did not know much about vehicles, but he and his wife lived in a house on the highway exactly where we broke down.  We managed to get the van into their driveway where his wife brought cold washcloths to Merly to help her deal with the heat.  As a result of Merly’s spinal cord injury, her body no longer has the ability to regulate its temperature.  Extreme heat and cold can become life threatening very quickly.  God had placed us in the hands of His angels.  They called a mechanic who led us to a hotel where we would spend the night and who would work on the van the following morning.  We checked in and settled in for the evening. While it was dinner time, we were not thinking about eating; but our angel was looking over us and brought dinner to the three of us.  I am not use to being on the receiving end of good and caring people, but God certainly allowed me to truly feel what it was like for Him to take care of me.  Yes, He is always taking care of His children, but I normally do not recognize it for being so consumed in all that goes wrong.  This time, He revealed to me all that was going right; all that He was doing.  I was experiencing tears of happiness and true humility so much so that I was beginning to see this trip was an adventure for me to see God in action and to recognize it as such.  There was no way I was about to give up and return to Terre Haute.  I was too excited to see what God was going to do next.

The following morning I found out.  His angel left breakfast for us, but this time I took the time to get our new friend’s name and address.  The van was repaired and we were on the road again around 3:00 PM that afternoon.  This time Lissa took the wheel and I sat in the back.  Thanks be to God because we finally made it to our destination even though it was around 2:00 AM.  Merly went inside to check in.  I was relieved and could have just slept in the van; we were all exhausted.  God had another test for us; we just didn’t know it.  Our reservations had been made 6-7 months ago and were for a handicapped room with two double beds and a roll in shower. Merly went into the room and immediately came out of the room stating it had no roll in shower nor could she even get to the shower.  The room was not a handicapped room.  She left stating she would be staying the night (or what was left of it) in the lobby.  The van was not in a parking spot at this point so I left Lissa with the van and went with the bell hop to look at 3-4 other rooms.  None of the available rooms would work for Merly’s needs.  The only option was to park the van in the over flow parking and stay in the lobby the balance of the night. We had been up 24 hours when Merly’s parents came down to learn we spent the night in the lobby.  After their discussion with the manager, we were given one extra room, free, for the duration of the stay.  Merly’s room became available at 3PM that afternoon and had a roll in shower.  One night’s stay was given to us at no charge.  After eating breakfast at 9 AM (the reunion breakfast), I crashed in Merly’s sister’s room while Lissa crashed in Merly’s parent’s room.

That evening I was awakened where I learned our rooms were ready and the van had been unloaded with everything placed in the rooms.  Finally, we were there, and we were in accommodating rooms.

My heart had been transformed. I knew because I had experienced God’s love, care, and had seen Him use His angels throughout the entire journey.  That is when I learned the trip was not about Merly meeting her friends for the weekend.  It was about God showing me that He is in control and that He will never leave or abandon us.

To end, we traded Merly’s ’98 van for a 2006 van that was already customized for wheelchair accessibility.  Merly’s parent’s made that possible, and I cannot convey my thanks and appreciation.  Words are not sufficient.  Merly did get to see her friends and reconnect with many she had not seen in years.

The trip back to Terre Haute was uneventful.  God is good!

]]><![CDATA[Subjects]]>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 23:15:38 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/06/subjects.htmlWhile I will mainly be writing about my Christian faith, this Hodge Podge Site is not limited to this topic.  It is a site that is open to most topics for discussion and debate. So I encourage anyone to post whatever they feel, but I would like to keep it limited to positive issues and encour ]]><![CDATA[Walking by Faith - My Facebook Page]]>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 23:06:48 -0500http://www.hodgepodgesite.com/1/post/2011/06/walking-by-faith-my-facebook-page.htmlIf you are a person of faith, I encourage you to search on my Walking by Faith Facebook page and provide feedback, add anything you like about your own spiritual journey.  Also, feel free to make comments to this blog. ]]>