tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5518097840335248642024-02-19T04:56:59.080-08:00Trisha's Treasures"For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also." Matthew 6:21Trisha's Treasureshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16713212571039913788noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551809784033524864.post-29662563074508822932011-02-24T20:14:00.000-08:002011-02-24T20:15:05.613-08:00The "Lion" in Your Life.....<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>may be an oppurtunity in disguise to become a conqueror. Remember David??? Had it not been for the "lion" he would never have become King! "When the 'lion' comes, recognize it as God's opportunity no matter how rough the exterior. The very tabernacle of God was covered with badgers' skins and goats' hair; one would not think there would be any glory there. The Shekinah of God was manifest under that kind of covering. May God open our eyes to see HIM in our trial and misfortune." C.H.P.</em></span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_bTtUIpNsAJiQfJMol1oM99hPUWAloJpO6BJuw3EnJ2JHIRxDoY1zNBhb2Tg09BQU1Fly4gnsdGNm0iixtBRszDpuHSigoWbcgxHDGLg8FkKpHXKUQLEj-B2Zn74iVRWRtAZa69sx-rY/s1600/David+and+the+Lion+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_bTtUIpNsAJiQfJMol1oM99hPUWAloJpO6BJuw3EnJ2JHIRxDoY1zNBhb2Tg09BQU1Fly4gnsdGNm0iixtBRszDpuHSigoWbcgxHDGLg8FkKpHXKUQLEj-B2Zn74iVRWRtAZa69sx-rY/s200/David+and+the+Lion+1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Trisha's Treasureshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16713212571039913788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551809784033524864.post-80944774476438092082011-02-07T10:36:00.000-08:002011-02-24T20:15:37.150-08:00My Treasures..... A Lifetime of Memories<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEl2vqSCI6ZTsNmTvkSGysjzpVAls8U3hiy0iEzw9znryGVswXMk8e3Gc0eZqteRFjsTolmhXXB-Qv-dGJGUj9vQdyVBk-H3op9PdXPfayM9mgOZM2tVE8mrcr8IhdzHQgsjS8kka30PY/s1600/mama_in_school+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEl2vqSCI6ZTsNmTvkSGysjzpVAls8U3hiy0iEzw9znryGVswXMk8e3Gc0eZqteRFjsTolmhXXB-Qv-dGJGUj9vQdyVBk-H3op9PdXPfayM9mgOZM2tVE8mrcr8IhdzHQgsjS8kka30PY/s200/mama_in_school+1.jpg" width="125" /></a></div><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Memories in your life are treasures tied to your heartstrings.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Preserve the timeless treasures of what you have lived, experienced and loved...</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><span style="font-size: 100%;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Childhood memories of the good ole' South are endless! They include: playing church ~ first vocal recording with my sister (age 4) ~ giving my heart to Jesus at age 5 ~ blistering hot summer church camps ~ a cabin on the campgrounds ~ evening dresses and piano recitals ~ Mother's southern fried chicken ~ Grandma's homemade pies ~ Daddy's southern gentleman ways (and his love for God!) ~ playing "You'll Never Walk Alone" at my high school graduation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">And, the memories go on...</span><br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">I'll never forget becoming a June bride to my sweetheart (a never ending love story!) ~ giving birth to our miracle from heaven, a tiny blonde-haired angel girl, Shelly Dawn (the sunshine of our lives!).</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">And, still the memories go on...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Memories from the Mid-West are numerous! They include: Revivals (all over the Country) ~ traveling coast to coast with College Music Groups ~ cold blistery winter mornings on the big bus ~ hundreds of McDonald's burgers ~ making forever friends in out-of-the-way places ~ Friday nights with my Indy family ~ the sweet celebration Home-Going of my Father ~ the precious birth of our Granddaughter, Alyson Dawn.</span></span></span></em></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-weight: bold;"><em>And, the memories go on...</em></span></span></span></span></div>Trisha's Treasureshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16713212571039913788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551809784033524864.post-33856126115006669552011-02-06T18:00:00.000-08:002011-02-24T20:16:00.848-08:00Welcome to my blog.....<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><em><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;">under construction!</span></em></strong><br />
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