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		<title>Comment on Zephaniah 3:17 God&#8217;s lullaby? by Email Girl</title>
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		<dc:creator>Email Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 14:35:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this verse.  I never saw it before until that friend of ours showed it to me...he asked me if I thought God sings.  I came up with some answer that was completely from my own head, not from the Bible. Ultimately I think I hoped He did because someday I could sing with Him.  Then he showed me Zephaniah 3:17.  He sings with me already...He even sings when I can&#039;t.  He sings at the thought of me.  Isn&#039;t that wonderful. 

I know you like to sing just like I do, we&#039;ve talked about it.  I sing when I&#039;m nervous and when I&#039;m happy but not so much when I&#039;m sad.  I like to think that is when God is singing over me...singing when I can&#039;t sing...singing to comfort my soul.  Loving me through song.

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT THOSE TIMES WHEN WE HAVE NO SONG IN US, GOD SINGS FOR US.  I LIKE THAT.  HE HAS THE BEST COMFORT FOR US...HE MADE US ...KNIT US TOGETHER IN THE WOMB.  HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT MY HEART NEEDS TO HEAR AND HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHEN TO SAY/SING IT TO ME.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this verse.  I never saw it before until that friend of ours showed it to me&#8230;he asked me if I thought God sings.  I came up with some answer that was completely from my own head, not from the Bible. Ultimately I think I hoped He did because someday I could sing with Him.  Then he showed me Zephaniah 3:17.  He sings with me already&#8230;He even sings when I can&#8217;t.  He sings at the thought of me.  Isn&#8217;t that wonderful. </p>
<p>I know you like to sing just like I do, we&#8217;ve talked about it.  I sing when I&#8217;m nervous and when I&#8217;m happy but not so much when I&#8217;m sad.  I like to think that is when God is singing over me&#8230;singing when I can&#8217;t sing&#8230;singing to comfort my soul.  Loving me through song.</p>
<p><strong><em>AT THOSE TIMES WHEN WE HAVE NO SONG IN US, GOD SINGS FOR US.  I LIKE THAT.  HE HAS THE BEST COMFORT FOR US&#8230;HE MADE US &#8230;KNIT US TOGETHER IN THE WOMB.  HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT MY HEART NEEDS TO HEAR AND HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHEN TO SAY/SING IT TO ME.  </em></strong></p>
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		<title>Comment on Zephaniah 3:17 God&#8217;s lullaby? by Donna</title>
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		<dc:creator>Donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 16:04:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Many times I fall asleep saying a prayer to God.  I used to scold myself for not ending the prayer before falling asleep, but then I got this picture of God, pulling a chair up next to my bed and quietly humming while I slept.  Then when I woke, He simply says &quot;Good Morning - we were talking about . . . let&#039;s finished that conversation&quot;.  What sweet dreams of my Lord sweetly humming and rocking next to me while I sleep.  In my crazy life, I think His lullaby to me is &quot;Peace, perfect peace&quot;.
Thanks for posting a new lullaby for me.

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT IS A NICE PICTURE.  I LOVE IT~GOD WAITING AND WATCHING.  &quot;PEACE&quot; IS A GREAT THEME FOR HIS LULLABY.  DONNA, THANKS FOR STOPPING BY AND SHARING YOUR LULLABY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Many times I fall asleep saying a prayer to God.  I used to scold myself for not ending the prayer before falling asleep, but then I got this picture of God, pulling a chair up next to my bed and quietly humming while I slept.  Then when I woke, He simply says &#8220;Good Morning &#8211; we were talking about . . . let&#8217;s finished that conversation&#8221;.  What sweet dreams of my Lord sweetly humming and rocking next to me while I sleep.  In my crazy life, I think His lullaby to me is &#8220;Peace, perfect peace&#8221;.<br />
Thanks for posting a new lullaby for me.</p>
<p><em><strong>THAT IS A NICE PICTURE.  I LOVE IT~GOD WAITING AND WATCHING.  &#8220;PEACE&#8221; IS A GREAT THEME FOR HIS LULLABY.  DONNA, THANKS FOR STOPPING BY AND SHARING YOUR LULLABY.</strong></em></p>
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		<title>Comment on Zephaniah 3:17 God&#8217;s lullaby? by cemotosnack</title>
		<link>http://sherryfisher.wordpress.com/2009/09/30/zephaniah-317-gods-lullaby/#comment-879</link>
		<dc:creator>cemotosnack</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 02:43:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is one of my favorite thoughts ... God singing me a lullaby. I think of Him listening for the slightest whimper of discomfort and coming to ease it. Waking up and rolling over and He&#039;s sitting there watching me sleep ... keeping me safe. I started trying to think of a tune and some words for Him to sing that would comfort my heart. 

I came up with these words to the tune of &quot;As the deer&quot; ... really wish He would sing this to me tonight.

I am with you ... and I will save you with my strength and my might.

You&#039;re my child, you&#039;re the one I long for and in you I take delight. 

I&#039;m the Lord, I&#039;m your strength and shield
and in my arms you can safely yield. 

Let my love quiet all your longings and rest safely in my arms. 

Thanks Sherry ... I like this.

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LIKE THE SONG THAT GOD SINGS TO YOU.  HE SINGS IT TO YOU NOW, I HOPE YOU HEAR HIM TONIGHT.  THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR LULLABY WITH US.  WE HAVE A FATHER THAT WANTS US TO KNOW THAT HE REJOICES AND DELIGHTS IN US.  TOO OFTEN WE LET SATAN CONVINCE US THAT JUST THE OPPOSITE IS TRUE.  I LONG FOR THE TIME WHEN WE WILL SEE JESUS FACE TO FACE AND NEVER HAVE TO DOUBT HIS LOVE EVER AGAIN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is one of my favorite thoughts &#8230; God singing me a lullaby. I think of Him listening for the slightest whimper of discomfort and coming to ease it. Waking up and rolling over and He&#8217;s sitting there watching me sleep &#8230; keeping me safe. I started trying to think of a tune and some words for Him to sing that would comfort my heart. </p>
<p>I came up with these words to the tune of &#8220;As the deer&#8221; &#8230; really wish He would sing this to me tonight.</p>
<p>I am with you &#8230; and I will save you with my strength and my might.</p>
<p>You&#8217;re my child, you&#8217;re the one I long for and in you I take delight. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m the Lord, I&#8217;m your strength and shield<br />
and in my arms you can safely yield. </p>
<p>Let my love quiet all your longings and rest safely in my arms. </p>
<p>Thanks Sherry &#8230; I like this.</p>
<p><strong><em>I LIKE THE SONG THAT GOD SINGS TO YOU.  HE SINGS IT TO YOU NOW, I HOPE YOU HEAR HIM TONIGHT.  THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR LULLABY WITH US.  WE HAVE A FATHER THAT WANTS US TO KNOW THAT HE REJOICES AND DELIGHTS IN US.  TOO OFTEN WE LET SATAN CONVINCE US THAT JUST THE OPPOSITE IS TRUE.  I LONG FOR THE TIME WHEN WE WILL SEE JESUS FACE TO FACE AND NEVER HAVE TO DOUBT HIS LOVE EVER AGAIN!</em></strong></p>
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		<title>Comment on Zephaniah 3:17 God&#8217;s lullaby? by Sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 01:22:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is a beautiful passage!  I love the idea of curling up in God&#039;s lap....being protected, comforted, resting.....I cannot imagine anything more wonderful!  Can we go ahead and get there already?!! I&#039;ve never really thought about God rejoicing in me.  That&#039;s pretty humbling!  So many times I&#039;m reminded of the ways I disappoint him.  It&#039;s hard to think about him being so proud that he rejoices in me!!?  REALLY?!

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISN&#039;T THAT SOMETHING? HE WILL REJOICE OVER US...HE TAKES DELIGHT IN US.  I COULD REALLY USE THAT LULLABY ABOUT NOW, SO I AM WITH YOU ON THE CAN WE GO AHEAD AND GET THERE ALREADY THING! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is a beautiful passage!  I love the idea of curling up in God&#8217;s lap&#8230;.being protected, comforted, resting&#8230;..I cannot imagine anything more wonderful!  Can we go ahead and get there already?!! I&#8217;ve never really thought about God rejoicing in me.  That&#8217;s pretty humbling!  So many times I&#8217;m reminded of the ways I disappoint him.  It&#8217;s hard to think about him being so proud that he rejoices in me!!?  REALLY?!</p>
<p><em><strong>ISN&#8217;T THAT SOMETHING? HE WILL REJOICE OVER US&#8230;HE TAKES DELIGHT IN US.  I COULD REALLY USE THAT LULLABY ABOUT NOW, SO I AM WITH YOU ON THE CAN WE GO AHEAD AND GET THERE ALREADY THING! </strong></em></p>
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		<title>Comment on Time flies by oakesclan</title>
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		<dc:creator>oakesclan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 20:43:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Every time you look at one of your precious kids, you look at them through the lens of your whole life together. I look at our firstborn who is now married and a father of two...preaches the gospel of Christ...and works through the week in the oil business, far, far away from us...and every time I see him I see that chubby little blue-eyed blond-haired, huge-smiling, gift of God&#039;s grace to me who loved baseball and whose best talent was filling my heart with explosive joy. My daughter is now a wife and mother of two (including one who is a special needs child)...a school teacher...a youth&#039;s minister&#039;s wife...and every time I see her, I see also those big, dark, shining eyes of the little curly brown-haired girl whose kisses melted my heart and whose little arms around my neck made me feel I could lick the world for her. My youngest son is now twenty-five years old, married and the father of one beautiful little girl...he sells cell phones and works in other ways to provide income to support their family...but every time I see him, I see that quiet, handsome, little man...so observant, so thoughtful, so willing to please. He came along eight years after our first son and five years after our daughter. It was like God decided to help soften the blow of the inevitable arrival of the empty nest. Our last child saw us gently into the eclipse of our child-rearing years. And it was all wonderful. Those last five years felt like my life was accompanied by the musical score of &quot;Sunrise, Sunset.&quot; I think I will always miss the days of slobbery, sticky kisses, of bedtime stories, of children&#039;s prayers, of hopes shared and lessons learned, but the days I&#039;m now living have their own unique and wonderful joys too. I wouldn&#039;t go back (unless, perhaps, someone caught me in a moment of weakness) because to see our children raising their own children, as we tried to do, in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, is blessing par excellence! It is joy beyond measure. And I know it is all of God&#039;s wonderful grace.
I didn&#039;t mean to go on this long, Sherry. It&#039;s what happens when you become a grandparent. But I&#039;m sure those days are far off for you.
It&#039;s a blessing to read of your thoughts, prayers, hopes and concerns for your precious children...and to note the milestones they are reaching in their lives. I agree wholeheartedly with Paige, Sarah, and Cyndi about the blessing God brought to your children in giving them you as their mother. Your love for them is very obvious. Your willingness to come through for them in whatever they need is just like a true mother heart. I pray that God will give you the most wonderful answers to your most heartfelt concerns and prayers for your dear ones. And I pray He does it right soon and always.
God bless you and yours. (And thanks for reading my ramblings.)

DOUG IT HELPS ME TO HEAR HOW YOU VIEW YOUR CHILDREN NOW THAT THEY ARE GROWN.  I NEED EXAMPLES OF &quot;THEY WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR BABIES, BUT YOU REALIZE THEY ARE ADULTS&quot;. :-D  I AM THANKFUL THAT I HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO LEARN FROM OTHERS.  AND I THANK GOD THAT HE GAVE ME SUCH GOOD KIDS THAT COULD SURVIVE ALL THE NONSENSE I PUT THEM THRU AND STILL BE OK.  GOD IS WAY TOO GOOD TO ME. AND I AM GRATEFUL.  THANK YOU FOR YOUR PRAYERS....KEEP &#039;EM COMIN&#039;!! </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Every time you look at one of your precious kids, you look at them through the lens of your whole life together. I look at our firstborn who is now married and a father of two&#8230;preaches the gospel of Christ&#8230;and works through the week in the oil business, far, far away from us&#8230;and every time I see him I see that chubby little blue-eyed blond-haired, huge-smiling, gift of God&#8217;s grace to me who loved baseball and whose best talent was filling my heart with explosive joy. My daughter is now a wife and mother of two (including one who is a special needs child)&#8230;a school teacher&#8230;a youth&#8217;s minister&#8217;s wife&#8230;and every time I see her, I see also those big, dark, shining eyes of the little curly brown-haired girl whose kisses melted my heart and whose little arms around my neck made me feel I could lick the world for her. My youngest son is now twenty-five years old, married and the father of one beautiful little girl&#8230;he sells cell phones and works in other ways to provide income to support their family&#8230;but every time I see him, I see that quiet, handsome, little man&#8230;so observant, so thoughtful, so willing to please. He came along eight years after our first son and five years after our daughter. It was like God decided to help soften the blow of the inevitable arrival of the empty nest. Our last child saw us gently into the eclipse of our child-rearing years. And it was all wonderful. Those last five years felt like my life was accompanied by the musical score of &#8220;Sunrise, Sunset.&#8221; I think I will always miss the days of slobbery, sticky kisses, of bedtime stories, of children&#8217;s prayers, of hopes shared and lessons learned, but the days I&#8217;m now living have their own unique and wonderful joys too. I wouldn&#8217;t go back (unless, perhaps, someone caught me in a moment of weakness) because to see our children raising their own children, as we tried to do, in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, is blessing par excellence! It is joy beyond measure. And I know it is all of God&#8217;s wonderful grace.<br />
I didn&#8217;t mean to go on this long, Sherry. It&#8217;s what happens when you become a grandparent. But I&#8217;m sure those days are far off for you.<br />
It&#8217;s a blessing to read of your thoughts, prayers, hopes and concerns for your precious children&#8230;and to note the milestones they are reaching in their lives. I agree wholeheartedly with Paige, Sarah, and Cyndi about the blessing God brought to your children in giving them you as their mother. Your love for them is very obvious. Your willingness to come through for them in whatever they need is just like a true mother heart. I pray that God will give you the most wonderful answers to your most heartfelt concerns and prayers for your dear ones. And I pray He does it right soon and always.<br />
God bless you and yours. (And thanks for reading my ramblings.)</p>
<p>DOUG IT HELPS ME TO HEAR HOW YOU VIEW YOUR CHILDREN NOW THAT THEY ARE GROWN.  I NEED EXAMPLES OF &#8220;THEY WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR BABIES, BUT YOU REALIZE THEY ARE ADULTS&#8221;. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':-D' class='wp-smiley' />   I AM THANKFUL THAT I HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO LEARN FROM OTHERS.  AND I THANK GOD THAT HE GAVE ME SUCH GOOD KIDS THAT COULD SURVIVE ALL THE NONSENSE I PUT THEM THRU AND STILL BE OK.  GOD IS WAY TOO GOOD TO ME. AND I AM GRATEFUL.  THANK YOU FOR YOUR PRAYERS&#8230;.KEEP &#8216;EM COMIN&#8217;!!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Why you should listen in English class&#8230; by oakesclan</title>
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		<dc:creator>oakesclan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 20:04:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I thought grammar was married to grampa. Oh well.
I don&#039;t think I had seen this little verse before. Good one. And being a grampa myself, I&#039;m in favor of leaving the old guy alone.

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;:-D THANKS FOR STOPPING BY DOUG.  GLAD TO HELP IN ANYWAY THAT I CAN.  STOMPING OUT INGNORACE (AND CANNIBALISM) ONE COMMA AT A TIME ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I thought grammar was married to grampa. Oh well.<br />
I don&#8217;t think I had seen this little verse before. Good one. And being a grampa myself, I&#8217;m in favor of leaving the old guy alone.</p>
<p><strong><em> <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':-D' class='wp-smiley' />  THANKS FOR STOPPING BY DOUG.  GLAD TO HELP IN ANYWAY THAT I CAN.  STOMPING OUT INGNORACE (AND CANNIBALISM) ONE COMMA AT A TIME <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </em></strong></p>
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		<title>Comment on Time flies by Cyndi</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cyndi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 20:11:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well first glad to see a new blog. Sherry you have been blessed with fantastic kids. And I know this cause they were my kids for a long time. You instilled wonderful values in them and just by being the person that you are... you couldn&#039;t have bad kids. I know that we all make bad decisions in our lives but isn&#039;t it wonderful that we get do overs. And you have done a do over in your life and it has made such a big difference in you and in your kids. I am glad that I have been a part of their lives. That little boy with the star boots as grown into a wonderful young man. The angry little boy... has become a happy young man. And of course my little girl that loved the water and would throw a fit when I told her &quot;whatever&quot; and would get more angry she is a wonderful young lady. You are truley blessed. No more regrets or worries.

Cyndi

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD HAS BEEN SO GOOD TO US.  AND THE KIDS HAVE ALL COME THRU THE WHOLE ORDEAL BETTER THAN EVER, I THINK. I HOPE. I PRAY :-D
THANK YOU FOR BEING A PART OF OUR LIVES FOR ALL THESE YEARS.  YOU HAVE BEEN...AND ARE...SUCH A VITAL PART OF ALL THAT IS GOOD.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well first glad to see a new blog. Sherry you have been blessed with fantastic kids. And I know this cause they were my kids for a long time. You instilled wonderful values in them and just by being the person that you are&#8230; you couldn&#8217;t have bad kids. I know that we all make bad decisions in our lives but isn&#8217;t it wonderful that we get do overs. And you have done a do over in your life and it has made such a big difference in you and in your kids. I am glad that I have been a part of their lives. That little boy with the star boots as grown into a wonderful young man. The angry little boy&#8230; has become a happy young man. And of course my little girl that loved the water and would throw a fit when I told her &#8220;whatever&#8221; and would get more angry she is a wonderful young lady. You are truley blessed. No more regrets or worries.</p>
<p>Cyndi</p>
<p><strong><em>GOD HAS BEEN SO GOOD TO US.  AND THE KIDS HAVE ALL COME THRU THE WHOLE ORDEAL BETTER THAN EVER, I THINK. I HOPE. I PRAY <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':-D' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
THANK YOU FOR BEING A PART OF OUR LIVES FOR ALL THESE YEARS.  YOU HAVE BEEN&#8230;AND ARE&#8230;SUCH A VITAL PART OF ALL THAT IS GOOD.  </em></strong></p>
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		<title>Comment on Time flies by Sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 22:17:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t imagine what it&#039;s like to be a parent and watch your kids grow up.  I see kids that belong to friends growing up and think I don&#039;t feel as much older as they have gotten.  I still feel the same!  

Your kiddos are so blessed to be witnesses to your strength and resolve to follow Jesus.  You have provided a home of solice and peace, away from the conflict.  They will always be grateful for your courage to do so on their behalf.  You are doing an amazing job, mama!

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU SARAH.  IT IS GOOD TO HAVE FRIENDS AS A SUPPORT AND ENCOURAGEMENT. GOD BLESSED ME WITH JUST THE FRIENDS I NEEDED.  JUST WHEN I NEEDED THEM!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t imagine what it&#8217;s like to be a parent and watch your kids grow up.  I see kids that belong to friends growing up and think I don&#8217;t feel as much older as they have gotten.  I still feel the same!  </p>
<p>Your kiddos are so blessed to be witnesses to your strength and resolve to follow Jesus.  You have provided a home of solice and peace, away from the conflict.  They will always be grateful for your courage to do so on their behalf.  You are doing an amazing job, mama!</p>
<p><em><strong>THANK YOU SARAH.  IT IS GOOD TO HAVE FRIENDS AS A SUPPORT AND ENCOURAGEMENT. GOD BLESSED ME WITH JUST THE FRIENDS I NEEDED.  JUST WHEN I NEEDED THEM!!</strong></em></p>
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		<title>Comment on Time flies by cemotosnack</title>
		<link>http://sherryfisher.wordpress.com/2009/09/12/time-flies/#comment-869</link>
		<dc:creator>cemotosnack</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 17:58:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Those milestones have to be bitter yet sweet. I think it must help that your kids are great. They make good decisions and all have good heads on their shoulders. You have placed them in God&#039;s hands and you have been rewarded in so many ways. 

I know some of the worries and struggles that are on your heart in their regard, but God is showing you daily that He can be trusted to watch over them (and you). Keep trusting ... keep letting go, yet hold on forever.

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU PAIGE.  YOU KNOW MUCH OF THE REGRETS AND WORRIES THAT I HAVE SO YOUR WORDS MEAN A LOT TO ME.  THE LOVING GOD THAT HAS GOTTEN US THROUGH TO THIS POINT WILL CONTINUE TO HOLD US AND WORK IN OUR LIVES. I SURE CAN&#039;T DO IT ALONE, SO I THANK GOD FOR HIS LOVING-KINDNESS AND GRACE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Those milestones have to be bitter yet sweet. I think it must help that your kids are great. They make good decisions and all have good heads on their shoulders. You have placed them in God&#8217;s hands and you have been rewarded in so many ways. </p>
<p>I know some of the worries and struggles that are on your heart in their regard, but God is showing you daily that He can be trusted to watch over them (and you). Keep trusting &#8230; keep letting go, yet hold on forever.</p>
<p><em><strong>THANK YOU PAIGE.  YOU KNOW MUCH OF THE REGRETS AND WORRIES THAT I HAVE SO YOUR WORDS MEAN A LOT TO ME.  THE LOVING GOD THAT HAS GOTTEN US THROUGH TO THIS POINT WILL CONTINUE TO HOLD US AND WORK IN OUR LIVES. I SURE CAN&#8217;T DO IT ALONE, SO I THANK GOD FOR HIS LOVING-KINDNESS AND GRACE!</strong></em></p>
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		<title>Comment on Why you should listen in English class&#8230; by cemotosnack</title>
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		<dc:creator>cemotosnack</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 17:54:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amazing that someone&#039;s life, and someone&#039;s supper for that matter can all rely on one little punctuation mark.

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERY SINGLE TIME I READ THAT I LAUGH.  I THINK THAT SAYS ALOT ABOUT JUST HOW WEIRD MY SENSE OF HUMOR IS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amazing that someone&#8217;s life, and someone&#8217;s supper for that matter can all rely on one little punctuation mark.</p>
<p><em><strong>EVERY SINGLE TIME I READ THAT I LAUGH.  I THINK THAT SAYS ALOT ABOUT JUST HOW WEIRD MY SENSE OF HUMOR IS! </strong></em></p>
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