<?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-374685865424315476</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:03:46.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Beyond</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gail McWilliams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18436590664439481988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/Se0vvwo5W3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uE61FaYoXh8/S220/IMG_0067.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-374685865424315476.post-6479688259046419942</id><published>2009-07-01T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:01:23.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook and other news...</title><content type='html'>Daniel warned about the busyness of life and the increasing expansion of&lt;br /&gt;technology--but he never said anything about Facebook and twittering, let&lt;br /&gt;alone the new iPhone! What is a 50 something to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fairly computer savvy, considering I am not visual. I have learned&lt;br /&gt;sophisticated software for the visually impaired. Most of the world has to&lt;br /&gt;find an icon and click, but I have had to learn the hot keys and computer&lt;br /&gt;language. Pretty good--or so I thought untill now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia has been away on a mission's trip to Asia. On her trip the only way to&lt;br /&gt;keep up with the reports and pictures was Facebook. Hey! I thought that was&lt;br /&gt;only for the "young" social network! Plus, who has time to follow everyone&lt;br /&gt;you once knew? I want new horizons and additional friends, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;However, my passion has changed this week. I just want to see what is going&lt;br /&gt;on with my daughter in a communist nation! So, now I am on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really strange thing was when I signed up, immediately it linked me to&lt;br /&gt;my contact list where many of my "fifty something" friends were waiting for&lt;br /&gt;me. "Why didn't you tell me that I would need it to follow my fifteen-year-old&lt;br /&gt;daughter to the ends of the earth?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now what about twitter? Who has the time to read the texts, follow the&lt;br /&gt;twitters,and Facebook everyone in your past, present and future with this&lt;br /&gt;crazed social network? I am still e-mailing! Is that out of date already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the phone is amazing--when our children answer it. Games, internet, GPS&lt;br /&gt;instead of our atlas, restaurant guides, weather, traffic (no radio is&lt;br /&gt;needed except for talk radio) and the news. Recipes, books, files, pictures&lt;br /&gt;and more all within the touch of a lighted screen. What will be next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband loves his new claim to fame as a techy. He has a blue tooth. It&lt;br /&gt;looks to me like a man who is preparing to wear a hearing aid and is caught&lt;br /&gt;talking to himself. And he wonders why I don't wear mine?! I am too&lt;br /&gt;young--why then do I feel so out of it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to call my children--but they text. I like to meet new friends--in&lt;br /&gt;person--and not by staying in my room Facebooking. I don't have the time to&lt;br /&gt;see everyone's twitter of each moment of someone else's day. Who cares&lt;br /&gt;really! I am busy. YES!  Busy learning how to successfully find you on Facebook &lt;br /&gt;as I learn how to twitter, while I work hard to earn enough money for&lt;br /&gt;me to have an iPhone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, did you even know about the computer when you wrote those words at:&lt;br /&gt;www.daniel12:4.NKJV?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374685865424315476-6479688259046419942?l=gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/6479688259046419942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374685865424315476&amp;postID=6479688259046419942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/6479688259046419942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/6479688259046419942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-and-other-news.html' title='Facebook and other news...'/><author><name>Gail McWilliams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18436590664439481988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/Se0vvwo5W3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uE61FaYoXh8/S220/IMG_0067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374685865424315476.post-7169228855754585458</id><published>2009-06-29T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:48:25.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Children are like arrows in the hands of a mighty warrior."</title><content type='html'>It is difficult to comprehend their swiftness, strength, potential and&lt;br /&gt;range. They may be in need of learning and training to become sharp and to&lt;br /&gt;the point, while being carved and stretched to focus with speed for each&lt;br /&gt;life target and assignment.  With the fletching set so they don't fly in&lt;br /&gt;circles wandering aimlessly, the Great Archer pulls back the bow of destiny&lt;br /&gt;and purpose through the tension of life's challenges, hitting the mark each&lt;br /&gt;time. Battles in life are predictable and the details diverse, but His&lt;br /&gt;victories are beyond our dreams  or imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sees the vastness of His arrows in use this week. Lydia, 15, is in&lt;br /&gt;Viet Nam serving orphans and being changed for life. Connor Mac, 13, is no&lt;br /&gt;longer our little boy but his man-size hands, height and muscles foretell of&lt;br /&gt;a leader being groomed, as he spends the days with friends from church.&lt;br /&gt;Holly, full of gifts, talents and straight thinking, has launched a new&lt;br /&gt;photography business. Lindey and Ryan are celebrating Lindey's&lt;br /&gt;accomplishment and joyful end of school "daze" in cosmetology.  Their&lt;br /&gt;businesses only serve to fund their passion--music . the famous trio ,&lt;br /&gt;Holly, Lindey and Ryan, join together for two weeks to lead worship at a&lt;br /&gt;youth camp in Houston. As the three prepare to   leave,  Anna is on a plane&lt;br /&gt;back to Dallas to celebrate a new direction and interest in her life. Will&lt;br /&gt;there be more around our McTable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pint- size arrows fill in the gaps of the expanding  quiver. Our little E&lt;br /&gt;has been with us this weekend and the joy is beyond words or comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;When his little voice calls us by name, Poppa and Nona" , as he hides behind&lt;br /&gt;the wall and then peeps around the corner to say, "Boo!" and giggles, our&lt;br /&gt;hearts are the target,  and His love registers a bull's eye every time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign lands or foreign places never have felt more comfortable as we trust&lt;br /&gt;our arrows to His hand. It is on His wings that our arrows take flight for&lt;br /&gt;His purposes and delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McTrusting the Great Archer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Check out Holly's web site at:www.hollymacphotodesign.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374685865424315476-7169228855754585458?l=gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/7169228855754585458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374685865424315476&amp;postID=7169228855754585458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/7169228855754585458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/7169228855754585458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/06/children-are-like-arrows-in-hands-of.html' title='&quot;Children are like arrows in the hands of a mighty warrior.&quot;'/><author><name>Gail McWilliams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18436590664439481988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/Se0vvwo5W3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uE61FaYoXh8/S220/IMG_0067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374685865424315476.post-945932129700245726</id><published>2009-04-20T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:14:09.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A First...</title><content type='html'>Hello world—I decided to blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world of blogging is appealing to me for it seems random at times,&lt;br /&gt;casual in style, unpredictable, with  no deadlines or expectations. In many&lt;br /&gt;ways, it seems like my own  personal column like “Dear Abby” or something&lt;br /&gt;similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children seem so techno savvy with their increasing computer activity,&lt;br /&gt;texting,  twittering, face book and more. I, on the other hand, prefer the&lt;br /&gt;phone and E-mail—until now. I have decided to jump into the blogging world&lt;br /&gt;and see where it takes me. Can it really be that hard? Is it rewarding? Who&lt;br /&gt;has the time to read my random thoughts and topics anyway? Is everyone else&lt;br /&gt;busy texting and face booking to even remember the blogging daze?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am told that grammar and punctuation is not important and English rules&lt;br /&gt;taboo—just write! So I am wondering…is it like a journal for the world to&lt;br /&gt;read? Does it have merit to the lonely and downhearted who had their texting&lt;br /&gt;taken away?  Is it for the computer junkie who has engaged in this&lt;br /&gt;increasing social network? What does blog even mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was speaking in Atlanta, Georgia. A man seated at our table&lt;br /&gt;challenged me to begin to blog. I asked him if he had been talking to my&lt;br /&gt;children! He laughed and said, “No. I want to know what you have to say.”&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, since we had just met and he had not yet heard me speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to tell me that he and a few college buddies started an&lt;br /&gt;E-commerce business three years ago—on a whim. 20 million dollars later, he&lt;br /&gt;was sitting at our table challenging me to have a larger presence on the&lt;br /&gt;internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don’t know that blogging will suddenly thrust me into wealth and&lt;br /&gt;millions, but I do have something to say. It will be random at times and&lt;br /&gt;always full of life because each day and memory is valuable. Since&lt;br /&gt;contemplating my blogging journey, I already have a list of things I want to&lt;br /&gt;write about. If the millions come, then so be it. Based on our spiraling&lt;br /&gt;economy, it would make sense that inflation has taken over and no more will&lt;br /&gt;a “penny for your thoughts” work in this culture. No doubt, the journey will&lt;br /&gt;be rich! Stay tune for my next deposit.&lt;br /&gt;McCashing-N&lt;br /&gt;www.gailmcwilliams.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374685865424315476-945932129700245726?l=gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/945932129700245726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374685865424315476&amp;postID=945932129700245726' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/945932129700245726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/945932129700245726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/04/first.html' title='A First...'/><author><name>Gail McWilliams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18436590664439481988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/Se0vvwo5W3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uE61FaYoXh8/S220/IMG_0067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374685865424315476.post-8315188354203504095</id><published>2008-02-27T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T12:30:58.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I walked across a large stage in front of a semi-circle audience of 1500,&lt;br /&gt;I heard in my heart, "For such a time as this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an incredible trip to Colorado Springs, Colorado!  It was our honor and&lt;br /&gt;joy to speak at Focus on the Family last week.  As usual, the Lord unfolded&lt;br /&gt;His divine appointment and plan with surprises and memories for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rare event to have all nine of our immediate family together&lt;br /&gt;sharing the same platform again. Anna and Holly flew from Grand Rapids,&lt;br /&gt;Michigan. Ryan and Lindey, along with Espen who is now two months old, flew&lt;br /&gt;from their new home and assignment in Houston, Texas. Tony and I, along with&lt;br /&gt;Lydia and Connor, caught our flight from Dallas which was the hub for all of&lt;br /&gt;our McFamily connections. The weather cooperated with all of our flights and&lt;br /&gt;schedules and by late Wednesday night we had snuggled into our warm hotel&lt;br /&gt;across from Focus on the Family. What we had not counted on is that with our&lt;br /&gt;expanding family's luggage and baby gear, we had to rent an additional&lt;br /&gt;vehicle along with a reserved suburban!  Our family, as well as our message&lt;br /&gt;and impact had been expanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. James Dobson and his wife Shirley were away on a writing sabbatical. The&lt;br /&gt;master of ceremony for the Focus chapel was Pastor H.B. London.  The new&lt;br /&gt;president and CEO, Jim Daly, also participated. The event was kicked off&lt;br /&gt;with a live interview with NFL Denver Bronco's kicker, Jason Elam. After&lt;br /&gt;worship, the in-house Sanctity of Life director told of the ministry's&lt;br /&gt;effective outreach and its placement of new sonogram machines in crisis&lt;br /&gt;pregnancy centers around the nation. 77,000 babies had been saved with their&lt;br /&gt;efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 40-minute presentation began with our McFamily story on DVD. While it&lt;br /&gt;was ending and we were walking to the stage, I kept hearing, "For such a&lt;br /&gt;time as this." It made me smile. With microphones in our hands, we began to&lt;br /&gt;sing in tight harmony "Praise God from Whom All Blessings Flow" as we all&lt;br /&gt;celebrated the Giver of Life. We were received with warm enthusiasm as we&lt;br /&gt;continued in music and with each sharing the meaning of their names and&lt;br /&gt;destiny along with some personal remarks to the crowd.  I thanked them for&lt;br /&gt;their service to the work of His calling and for being people that had made&lt;br /&gt;a difference world-wide. I told them that I felt like we were specialized&lt;br /&gt;services who had been dropped behind enemy lines to bring a word of&lt;br /&gt;encouragement to the warriors at the front of the battle. Anna, Lindey and&lt;br /&gt;Holly reminded them in song that greatness is found in serving. Its&lt;br /&gt;encouragement was met with resounding applause of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stood alone to talk with the audience, I told of the doctor's ultimatum&lt;br /&gt;to choose that day between my baby and my eyes. His angry response and&lt;br /&gt;declaration that I had made a "foolish decision" to choose my baby became&lt;br /&gt;the backdrop for what came next. God's mercy and power were demonstrated as&lt;br /&gt;I then introduced Lindey, the one the doctor wanted me to abort, and her&lt;br /&gt;husband Ryan and their new son, Espen. The doctor was dead wrong!! The crowd&lt;br /&gt;applauded as I declared, "It has always been the next generation that is at&lt;br /&gt;stake!" They visibly agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My message to the audience of Focus on the Family was interlaced with our&lt;br /&gt;story and a challenge about maximizing their own life. I stated that life is&lt;br /&gt;the gift and it is to be valued at every level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments passed too quickly with my heart full. At the end, our family&lt;br /&gt;joined me to speak the blessing over the attentive audience. As we walked&lt;br /&gt;off the stage, the crowd gave a standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we were all told many different comments but some were common.&lt;br /&gt;"Doc will want to meet you."  "Doc would have loved this today."  "Wait till&lt;br /&gt;Doc sees and hears this presentation!"  The "Doc" was the fond name for&lt;br /&gt;their beloved Dr. James Dobson. I, too, look forward to this meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the guests of Focus on the Family for lunch, but the venue was&lt;br /&gt;changed after something we shared on stage. Focus has produced for the last&lt;br /&gt;two decades an award-winning children's series, called "Odyssey," and we&lt;br /&gt;still love it. It is a legend that both adults and children love. Our family&lt;br /&gt;has benefited from its excellent stories of faith, character and history&lt;br /&gt;over the years. So, our lunch was spent at Witt's Inn of Odyssey. This is&lt;br /&gt;the central focal point of this children's radio series. Our imagination&lt;br /&gt;station had now become reality as we laughed and played. While we were at&lt;br /&gt;lunch there came several surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hostess, Diane, was the guest coordinator who became our personal guide&lt;br /&gt;and newest beloved friend. She took the children to the studios of Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;where two mock shows were recorded with the voices of Anna, Holly and Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;Connor Mac did the sound effects. Plus, the children recorded a promo for&lt;br /&gt;the 20th anniversary special of Odyssey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony and I were asked to come to the broadcasting studios where we spent the&lt;br /&gt;entire afternoon recording some preliminary radio interviews. Though their&lt;br /&gt;schedule is already booked for 2008, they wanted to get more of our story&lt;br /&gt;recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The producers had been impressed with our family and story and they wanted&lt;br /&gt;more. Between the live event that day, along with our story on DVD and the&lt;br /&gt;interview clips, they were considering its impact for a show in the future.&lt;br /&gt;It was at this time we learned that Focus had been looking at our family's&lt;br /&gt;ministry for over one year. Now all the pieces were in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of our interview, another surprise was given to us. One of the&lt;br /&gt;producers had overheard some bits and pieces of Lindey and Ryan's courtship&lt;br /&gt;and wedding. So, Lindey and Ryan were soon summoned from another building to&lt;br /&gt;join us in the recording studio. While we waited on them, I was also asked&lt;br /&gt;to record a promo for Odyssey. It was my delight to give back to a ministry&lt;br /&gt;that had given so much to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In moments, with new people added to the studio, we sat at a large round&lt;br /&gt;table with microphones in front of five of us as we all told the journey of&lt;br /&gt;Lindey and Ryan's courtship and marriage with their first kiss at the altar.&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my favorite treats of the day which had already seemed&lt;br /&gt;written on God's Day-Timer from the beginning. It flowed and the depth of&lt;br /&gt;love between not only a man and a woman but also between her parents and the&lt;br /&gt;life message of guarding your heart seemed to capture everyone's heart too.&lt;br /&gt;Espen helped by sleeping six hours that afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our full day with VIP badges at Focus on The Family left us all amazed with&lt;br /&gt;giggles and stories over everyone's day. We had been given gifts of Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;CD's and books and radio theater classics for all the family to share. It&lt;br /&gt;was indeed a mountain top experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for praying for us in this awesome McAdventure. There were four&lt;br /&gt;churches and one noble ministry that coupled together to help financially&lt;br /&gt;underwrite our trip while hundreds prayed for its success. None of us can&lt;br /&gt;imagine what will come from the seeds that were sown for the harvest. Thank&lt;br /&gt;you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey to Colorado also included ministry at a church called, "Living&lt;br /&gt;Way Fellowship." This, too, was a divine appointment because the director of&lt;br /&gt;the five crisis pregnancy centers in Denver sat behind us that morning. Tony&lt;br /&gt;and I traveled early from Colorado Springs to Littleton which is in the&lt;br /&gt;Denver area.  We had just enough time to minister in two services that&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning. God moved in spite of the time with this congregation being&lt;br /&gt;brief.  We hurriedly left to catch a plane in the Springs by 3:20 PM.  The&lt;br /&gt;quick turn around from Littleton to Colorado Springs was challenging for two&lt;br /&gt;of us, let alone all nine of us. Therefore the children stayed in Colorado&lt;br /&gt;Springs to attend church. A carload went on to the airport, while three of&lt;br /&gt;our children were left waiting for us at the hotel to pick them up, along&lt;br /&gt;with luggage, hoping to make our flight on time. Living Way had provided a&lt;br /&gt;sack lunch to go as they helped us hurry on our way. I told the pastor, as&lt;br /&gt;we quickly ran !&lt;br /&gt; with no minutes to spare, "I am glad we are not being tarred and feathered&lt;br /&gt;as we leave town in a flash!" He and his wife graciously said how timely our&lt;br /&gt;visit had been. Thank the Lord the speed limit in Colorado is 75 miles per&lt;br /&gt;hour-we made it just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat on the plane pondering all that had transpired in just a few days&lt;br /&gt;and our new connections, a woman stood in the aisle of the plane and asked&lt;br /&gt;me a question. Startled at first, I looked up and it was Lindey asking if I&lt;br /&gt;would like to hold Espen on the way home. "Of course!" came my joyful&lt;br /&gt;answer. Holding that little one as he looked into my eyes confirmed the&lt;br /&gt;decision of so many years ago. "Choose life that you and your descendants&lt;br /&gt;may live." The Lord in His wisdom had given us the best answer as we once&lt;br /&gt;stood in the crossroads of choice. I boast only in His strength and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;that helped me make the right choice. Now in my arms I enjoyed the second&lt;br /&gt;generation and all of its untapped potential-"for such a time as this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McSmiling!&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 8:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/R8XIHHcR3dI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KcgHl6TWOLU/s1600-h/PICT0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/R8XIHHcR3dI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KcgHl6TWOLU/s320/PICT0585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171759771687181778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/R8XHiHcR3cI/AAAAAAAAAAY/XPB37Mdi-zU/s1600-h/PICT0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/R8XHiHcR3cI/AAAAAAAAAAY/XPB37Mdi-zU/s320/PICT0436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171759136032021954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374685865424315476-8315188354203504095?l=gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/8315188354203504095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374685865424315476&amp;postID=8315188354203504095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/8315188354203504095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374685865424315476/posts/default/8315188354203504095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailmcwilliams.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-i-walked-across-large-stage-in-front.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail McWilliams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18436590664439481988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/Se0vvwo5W3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uE61FaYoXh8/S220/IMG_0067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CD7jYn3qofg/R8XIHHcR3dI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KcgHl6TWOLU/s72-c/PICT0585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
