<?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-3162229452518830019</id><updated>2011-11-10T11:01:00.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Welkers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-2218264881253257138</id><published>2010-10-28T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T11:37:09.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have never posted a recipe before, but i had to post this one i made for Brad and I last night, because it's The BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you some context, Brad and I have plans starting at 7 on Wednesday and Thursday nights, so since most of the time i don't get home from work until around 6, i've been on the hunt for healthful, super-quick, good recipes to make for us.  It would be, and has been in the past, really easy for us to just run and get take-out somewhere, but we're trying to eat more healthily these days, and be wise with our money when it comes to eating out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that brings me to the recipe.  It fits all the things i was looking for...and is just delicious.  I found it on CookingLight.com.  And, actually, i've found quite a few great recipes on there lately that Brad and I have both really liked.  This recipe is super simple, and you can easily substitute ingredients with what you already have in your refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken and Summer Vegetable Tostadas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yield:&lt;/strong&gt; 4 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1  teaspoon  ground cumin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4  teaspoon  salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4  teaspoon  black pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2  teaspoons  canola oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12  ounces  chicken breast tenders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1  cup  chopped red onion (about 1)  (I used green onions and it was really good)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1  cup  fresh corn kernels (about 2 ears) (I used frozen)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1  cup  chopped zucchini (about 4 ounces)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2  cup  green salsa (I used the regular salsa we had in our fridge)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3  tablespoons  chopped fresh cilantro, divided&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4  (8-inch) fat-free flour tortillas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking spray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1  cup  (4 ounces) shredded Monterey Jack cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat broiler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Combine first 3 ingredients, stirring well. Heat oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Sprinkle the spice mixture evenly over chicken. Add chicken to pan; sauté for 3 minutes. Add onion, corn, and zucchini to pan; sauté for 2 minutes or until chicken is done. Stir in salsa and 2 tablespoons cilantro. Cook 2 minutes or until liquid almost evaporates, stirring frequently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Working with 2 tortillas at a time, arrange tortillas in a single layer on a baking sheet; lightly coat tortillas with cooking spray. Broil 3 minutes or until lightly browned. Spoon about 3/4 cup chicken mixture in the center of each tortilla; sprinkle each serving with 1/4 cup cheese. Broil an additional 2 minutes or until cheese melts. Repeat procedure with remaining tortillas, chicken mixture, and cheese. Sprinkle each serving with about 3/4 teaspoon of remaining cilantro. Serve immediately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brad and I thought this recipe was delicious.  Brad could have eaten 2 and been full and 1 was perfect for me.  Any leftovers you have can be used to make soft tacos too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YUMM!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If anyone who reads this knows of more recipes or sources for quick-healthy meals, i'd love to know what they are!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Here's a link to the recipe website if you want to see a picture - &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=10000001215924"&gt;http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=10000001215924&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-2218264881253257138?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/2218264881253257138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/10/recipe.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/2218264881253257138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/2218264881253257138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/10/recipe.html' title='Recipe'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-2277086097373831487</id><published>2010-08-12T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:04:13.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;, after a lot of driving around looking for rental properties, and a lot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; searching, we finally settled on a place to live in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We're so thankful for the Lord's provision in this, and we are so so ready to be up there!! Our lease starts on Aug. 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so only a little over a week until we can once again call ourselves &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; residents. We're so so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that said, here are my Top 5 reasons we're excited to move to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Independent&lt;/span&gt; restaurants and coffee shops: i.e. Greenhouse, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sweetwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Co. Hamburger, Jupiter House, Art 6, Beth Marie's....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yessssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lewisville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; place we will miss is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tappy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yogurt. Although Yogurt Story is good, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tappy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a lot cheaper, and better in my opinion. Sorry if that offends any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dentonites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Things in walking/biking distance. We will be living close to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Square and will be so close to so much stuff. We're really looking forward to this; and walking to friends houses. Brad doesn't have a bike...yet... I'm currently trying to convince him that he can't have the true &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; living/culture experience without a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Living in a neighborhood. While we've been spoiled with the new-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and amenities of our current apartment complex, we're really excited that our new apartment is in a neighborhood and not so isolated in a sea of other apartment complexes. We're excited to get to know neighbors, and families and be apart of a neighborhood community. (We've even already met a few neighbors!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The Culture. Brad and I love how laid back and quirky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is. It reminds Brad a lot of cities and towns in the northwest United States where he grew up, and it reminds me a lot of Austin, my favorite city in Texas, and also where I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) COMMUNITY. Community is our #1 by far. Since our dating days, Brad and I have both been pretty plugged in at our church in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Denton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We have made some good friends there, but living 30 minutes away has made it difficult for those good friends to become great friends. We both are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;admittedly&lt;/span&gt; horrible at planning and living by a calendar, and we honestly would prefer not to. We're definitely more for the spur of the moment dinner, or movie, or whatever else might fall into that category.  Thus far in our marriage, however, work schedules have made our availability limited, and planning ahead a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt;.   We're looking forward to really doing life with people around us on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just cannot contain our excitement for our impending move (minus the actual moving process)! AND I think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; decided to actually paint this apartment to make it feel more homey. I'm currently slightly obsessed with the &lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/"&gt;Apartment Therapy blog&lt;/a&gt;, along with several "small space" interior design blogs. I'm hoping all this reading and looking at other people's apartments will actually come to some sort of fruition in the form of a super cute/not too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(for the hubs) apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now we just need to start packing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-2277086097373831487?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/2277086097373831487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/2277086097373831487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/2277086097373831487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving.html' title='Moving!!'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-5084813587401144345</id><published>2010-07-09T11:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:14:55.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Whataburger, My Sin</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I decided to have Whataburger for lunch. Now I'm not saying that eating Whataburger is sinful, but my Whataburger experience was eerily similar to my experiences with my sin. Well, let me just explain the experience and you can decide if you see the same parallels I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started with a great hunger. I didn't eat breakfast yesterday morning. (I know, I know, its the most important meal of the day! I get it, and thanks for your concern). By the time lunch came around I'm starving. So it starts with my desire, I must find something to satisfy this current hunger. And what does my genius mind come up with? Whataburger! Yes that will fill the void! It can't be that bad for me? How can something that tastes so good, be bad? Nope it can't be bad, and why would I have a desire for something that is bad for me, right? After all the folks at Whataburger are so concerned for my well being, that they will let me put whatever I want on my burger. So what will satisfy me today? I know just the thing, a double cheeseburger with lettuce, ranch and jalapenos. I know what your thinking, "this guy builds a great burger!" But you have to remember I've been practicing for many years, you'll get it one day, it takes practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.K. so now I have my burger and regardless of the little voice in my head that says, "Hey Brad, this is probably not good for you!" the desire for this well built meal is too much for me to stop now, plus it smells unbelievable! So I dive in and take my first bite. Just as I imagined, fantastic! Maybe the best bite I have ever eaten! I am so glad I did this! When I finish this burger I will be so happy and satisfied! I start devouring this sandwich as fast as I can, meat, cheese, ranch, and jalapeno can get a little messy but, I couldn't care less, I want more and I want it now! I finally get to the last couple bites, the last 30 sec of eating bliss were amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then completely out of left field, like a blindsided punch to to stomach (You know that's how Houdini died!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not from eating but a punch to the gut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), "Uh Oh, I don't feel so good, what have I done? This was not smart! THIS WAS NOT SMART!" But I have to finish the race, those last couple bites must go down. So I throw them back, and to be honest with you they were the worst two bites of burger I have ever eaten. No joke! Where did this grease come from? I don't remember the meat sliding down my throat like this in the beginning? Is that the feeling of acid coming up my throat to welcome the last bite of my lunch? I think it is!(ladies sorry for the gross word picture, but then again sin is gross) How could something that was soooo good in the beginning be soooo awful now? I have done something wrong, I have done something very, very wrong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loosing energy,... Getting dizzy,... Sick as a dog now! My body officially hates me. Not only do I feel horrific, I know that it will only get worse as the day goes. There will be consequences... Oh there will be consequences! Boy, I wish I wouldn't have eaten that burger, now its time to pay the piper. How could this happen? My day has gone from great to tragic. In less then 10 minutes I've gone from a wonderful taste explosion, to wanting to curl up in the fetal position ( but I can't do that, after all I'm in public that would be embarrassing). Oh, double-cheese-burger-with-ranch-and-jalapeno... You tricked me! You lured me in with you succulent smell and promises of lunch bliss. Just to kick me out onto the street, licking my wounds. Then it hit me, this is just like when my sin luers me in just to kicks the mess out of my soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the day is done and my wounds have healed, I have two options. I can repent and see that Whataburger is not good for sustaining my life, and not go back to that well. Or, I can shake this one off and continue to go back until it slowly devours me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterdays lunch was a great analogy to me of how my desires can be blinded by sin and taken down a road to ruin before I can even catch myself. Lord may our desires be for you, and guard our hearts from evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone else felt this way? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-5084813587401144345?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/5084813587401144345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-whataburger-my-sin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/5084813587401144345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/5084813587401144345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-whataburger-my-sin.html' title='My Whataburger, My Sin'/><author><name>bj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09862162000795507767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-3480414288052473623</id><published>2010-06-28T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:23:16.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Unto Jesus.</title><content type='html'>Recently the Lord has really been showing me how selfish I am.  It's crazy, really.  But praise the Lord that I have Christ, in whom i'm fully known.  The piece below is was written by Charles Spurgeon and was a great encouragement to me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looking unto Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;- Hebrews 12:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ever the Holy Spirit's work to turn our eyes away from self to&lt;br /&gt;Jesus; but Satan's work is just the opposite of this, for he is constantly&lt;br /&gt;trying to make us regard ourselves instead of Christ. He insinuates, "Your&lt;br /&gt;sins are too great for pardon; you have no faith; you do not repent&lt;br /&gt;enough; you will never be able to continue to the end; you have not the&lt;br /&gt;joy of his children; you have such a wavering hold of Jesus." All these&lt;br /&gt;are thoughts about self, and we shall never find comfort or assurance by&lt;br /&gt;looking within. But the Holy Spirit turns our eyes entirely away from&lt;br /&gt;self: he tells us that we are nothing, but that "Christ is all in all."&lt;br /&gt;Remember, therefore, it is not thy hold of Christ that saves thee-it is&lt;br /&gt;Christ; it is not thy joy in Christ that saves thee-it is Christ; it is&lt;br /&gt;not even faith in Christ, though that be the instrument-it is Christ's&lt;br /&gt;blood and merits; therefore, look not so much to thy hand with which thou&lt;br /&gt;art grasping Christ, as to Christ; look not to thy hope, but to Jesus, the&lt;br /&gt;source of thy hope; look not to thy faith, but to Jesus, the author and&lt;br /&gt;finisher of thy faith. We shall never find happiness by looking at our&lt;br /&gt;prayers, our doings, or our feelings; it is what Jesus is, not what we&lt;br /&gt;are, that gives rest to the soul. If we would at once overcome Satan and&lt;br /&gt;have peace with God, it must be by "looking unto Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;" Keep thine eye simply on him; let his death, his sufferings, his merits,&lt;br /&gt;his glories, his intercession, be fresh upon thy mind; when thou wakest in&lt;br /&gt;the morning look to him; when thou liest down at night look to him.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! let not thy hopes or fears come between thee and Jesus; follow hard&lt;br /&gt;after him, and he will never fail thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My hope is built on nothing less&lt;br /&gt;Than Jesus' blood and righteousness:&lt;br /&gt;I dare not trust the sweetest frame,&lt;br /&gt;But wholly lean on Jesus' name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll give yall a real blog soon.  We haven't been able to spend much time on the internet as of late.  Soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known."&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor. 13:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-3480414288052473623?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/3480414288052473623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-unto-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/3480414288052473623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/3480414288052473623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-unto-jesus.html' title='Looking Unto Jesus.'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-420864455508405348</id><published>2010-05-26T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:34:51.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hello friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realize it's been a while...my last real post was at 1 month of being married, wasn't it?  and we are now close to hitting the 6th month mark.  wowza.  I actually have written several blogs (about 6) since those last few posts, but i tend to rabbit trail and never come to a conclusion in any of them, so i decided to spare you the pain of reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, our lives looking back in the last 4.5 months have been quite a whirlwind.  I like to call that whirlwind Baseball Season.  Practice or games every day (minus Sundays, thank you, DBU) for Brad, and me attending as many games as i can, and every other evening filled with either a rare date night with hubby, or a rare friend hangout.  I cannot believe it's almost June.  CANNOT BELIEVE IT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I am quite thankful baseball season is over.  It ended Saturday, and I officially declared Sunday the "1st day of the rest of our lives".  The end of one chapter, and the beginning of another.  Bitter sweet, definitely, but we're thankful that the Lord has given us a call, and are just anxious to see where he takes us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, we kind of feel weird.  We leave for Riveria Maya, Mexico on Saturday, and feel like we're kind of on hold with everything until we get back.  The next few days will be filled with errands, dinner with friends, and then we're off to the beach for a week!  ohhh i cannot wait!  Brad's been to Mexico, but I have not.  In fact, i've never seen beaches like the ones we will see, so you can bet that i'll be taking a ton of pictures (and i will definitely post some on here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get back, i'll try my best to give you more details of what's been going on in the last 4.5 months, and maybe i'll do a "10 things i've learned in 6 months of marriage" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;~Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-420864455508405348?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/420864455508405348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/420864455508405348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/420864455508405348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-8980777476629986692</id><published>2010-01-19T10:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:50:44.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Missing the Company of Christ, and "Mornings and Evenings"</title><content type='html'>My friend Kimberly posted a &lt;a href="http://kimbeauhughes.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-missing-company-of-christ.html"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;this morning that includes a passage from "Mornings and Evenings" by C.H. Spurgeon.  This was such an encouragement to me this morning because it seems to directly address my struggles as of late.  I hope you take a look.  And, if you don't read "Mornings and Evenings", I highly recommend that you do.  You can recieve it as a daily email by subscribing &lt;a href="http://studylight.org/devos/spg/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-8980777476629986692?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/8980777476629986692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-missing-company-of-christ-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/8980777476629986692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/8980777476629986692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-missing-company-of-christ-and.html' title='On Missing the Company of Christ, and &quot;Mornings and Evenings&quot;'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-7935240329573057004</id><published>2010-01-18T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:54:31.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I've Learned in 1 month of marriage...continued</title><content type='html'>this is a continuation from my previous post...in case you didn't read it...or understand that by the title of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I've become a beer lover. Pre-marriage, I thought beer tasted like something similar to maybe what pee would taste like (I apologize if you're reading this right before a meal.) That is different now, and in addition to becoming a beer lover, I've apparently also become a beer snob. My husband, being from the northwest, dislikes Texas beer. (Yes, I just made a generalization there.) We would never have something like Bud Light in the Welker household. I personally have discovered that wheat beer is my favorite. Refreshing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I like things clean. This may come as a shock to those of you who have lived with me in the past. My rooms always used to be messy, usually with clothes on the floor....everywhere.... In all honesty, it always stressed me out when my room got to that condition, but i never thought cleaning it was as important as something else...so i would just stay out of my room unless i was sleeping. Now, however, since Brad and I moved into our apartment I've found that if there's mess anywere for a while, it bugs me, and i have to clean it up. It's pretty easy to see any mess in our apartment considering it's only 700 square feet, which also makes it easier to clean, so i'm thankful. We love our little place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm a lot more clumsy than i thought. i've never thought of myself as a clumsy person. Sure, i'd spill something from time to time, do the occasional "trip up the stairs", but most of those things i'd just pass off as normal. When you live with someone...they see everything; every spill, every trip, every quirk, everything. The fact that Brad sees my clumsiness, makes me notice it more. Example 1: i get out of the car to get the mail...walking back, i trip over grass and roll my ankle...awesome....and laughter ensues from the mouth of my husband who's in the driver's seat of the car. Example 2: i'm making dinner. i grab an egg to take out of it's tray but it seems a little stuck, so i pull a little harder...smashing the egg in my hand and getting egg all over the counter and floor. awesome. I could go on, but i'll choose to save myself some humiliation right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Marriage has a way of breaking me. I know that's a pretty obvious statement for anyone who's been married pretty much any amount of time, but for any single people out there, living and learning is definitely different than knowing. I knew before Brad and I got married that marriage would be a lot of sanctification, but actually living it is very different. I'm having trouble finding words to explain exactly what the Lord is currently doing, but all i can really say is this (candid moment here): Being single and "independant" while pressing into the Lord as he increases your dependence on Him is easier (even though it's incredibly difficult), in my experience, than being married to someone you love deeply and then realizing that you're depending more on them for fulfillment than you are on the Lord. (Did that make any sense?) This is and will continue to be a constant struggle for me. As amazing as my husband is...as much as he serves me...as much as he loves me... he is a sinner and will not fulfill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Blessed is the man who trusts in the &lt;span class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whose trust is the &lt;span class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="v24017008-1" class="verse-num"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He is like a tree planted by water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that sends out its roots by the stream,&lt;br /&gt;and does not fear when heat comes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for its leaves remain green,&lt;br /&gt;and is not anxious in the year of drought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for it does not cease to bear fruit.” Jeremiah 17:7-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I think that last one can count for 9 and 10, don't you? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New post soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-7935240329573057004?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/7935240329573057004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-things-ive-learned-in-1-month-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/7935240329573057004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/7935240329573057004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-things-ive-learned-in-1-month-of.html' title='10 Things I&apos;ve Learned in 1 month of marriage...continued'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-3237073702958852175</id><published>2010-01-10T16:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:57:27.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten things I've learned in one month of marriage...</title><content type='html'>Well, Brad and I have been married a month now...and since i don't have enough time to post what i really want to write about before my lap top dies, i thought i'd write out some of the things i've learned, or things that turned out differently than i thought it would, in my first month of being married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  One of the first things people asked me after getting back from our honeymoon was "so, is it weird living together?".  Pre-marriage, i actually kind of thought it would be.  I've lived with numerous girls in the last 5 years, so i thought living with a boy who's not my brother would be a little awkward at first.  However, i was pleasantly surprised at how normal it feels.  It's as if this was always how it was supposed to be.  From the second we got married, there was immediately a level of comfort there that i didn't expect.  A huge blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  My husband loves 90s rap.  We listened to "The Best of Outkast" when we were driving back to Dallas from our mini-moon, and Brad knew almost every word, and then educated me about how Andre 3000 used to rap, but doesn't anymore.  And, how he was so good that people always tried to copy him.  People always try to copy Big Boi, as well.  Just in case you were wondering.  If you haven't heard Andre rap, he really is amazing.  There's no denying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I am thankful that my husband will eat pretty much anything i make that's edible.  No, there hasn't been anything inedible yet, but I'm sure there will be at some point.  He doesn't care what i make, as long as it feeds his hungry stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  I am very fortunate to say that i am constantly reminded of the verse in Romans 2 that talks about God's kindness leading to repentance.  I have often been in disbelief in this last month about why the Lord would bless me with a man who loves the Lord so much, and seeks to serve me in every way he can.  It's been incredibly humbling and sanctifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  It's amazing how many married people have essentially asked us  if we hate each other yet.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us:&lt;/span&gt;"Not yet!"  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them:&lt;/span&gt; "oh yeah? well, it's coming!"  and I'm not sure why, but it's always said in a very apocalyptic voice.  as of right now, we laugh at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the computer is about to die so i'm leaving you in suspense and am going to have to write the last 5 things i've learned at another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3162229452518830019-3237073702958852175?l=bewelker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/feeds/3237073702958852175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/01/ten-things-ive-learned-in-one-month-of.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/3237073702958852175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3162229452518830019/posts/default/3237073702958852175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bewelker.blogspot.com/2010/01/ten-things-ive-learned-in-one-month-of.html' title='Ten things I&apos;ve learned in one month of marriage...'/><author><name>Elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172247620732797452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sviMpraJxIM/Szp98cetCAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jhI_UqQ6p6M/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3162229452518830019.post-8150635845979765972</id><published>2009-12-29T09:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:24:04.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Brad and I have been talking about blogging a little lately, so I just decided to go ahead and make us one. We cannot commit to blogging at any frequency, but I hope that on occasion we (yes, Brad too) can provide some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incite&lt;/span&gt; on our struggles, thoughts, lessons, etc. in hopes that the Lord will use our words to move in the hearts of whomever might come across our blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For anyone who might stumble across this blog and have no idea who we are, we are Brad and Elise &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Welker&lt;/span&gt;. We are very much newlyweds, being that we were married about 2 1/2 weeks ago. I think one of the things that excited us most about getting married is simply that we finally have a companion to be by our side to do life with every single day. We love our friends and families deeply, and strive to love the God of the Bible, with His help, more every single day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of that said---here's a little taste of this past Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; this weekend and got some stuff for the apt. Both of us, having always lived with other people and not being shoppers, pretty much hate buying home stuff because we just would rather spend our money another way. Also, the fact that we've always lived with other people put us in the position of having virtually nothing by which to stock our apartment...thus the need for shopping. Because of the immense kindness of our friends and family through wedding gift-cards and money, we actually have money to spend on that kind of stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That said, we found ourselves at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday....overwhelmed at the site of it, and uncertain that we would actually make it out alive. I actually really enjoy going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;, especially when it's with someone else, and i know that i have no money to spend. In that situation, i don't get overwhelmed, but gather ideas for "&lt;strong&gt;future&lt;/strong&gt; furnishing and decorating". Basically, i like it when i don't have to make actual decisions. This was not the case on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;...hence the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hyperventilation&lt;/span&gt; on both our parts upon our entrance to the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I digress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We have a huge list of stuff we'd like to have for our apartment, so that it will feel more like an actual home, rather than a few rooms with white walls. The problem with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; is that they have almost everything on our list, and multiple options of those things. As we began our trek we would see something we liked, ask the other, who would say "oh yeah", and write it down. Then we would see something we liked better than the last thing, write it down, and cross out the last thing. By the time we got to "The Marketplace", we had an entire shopping list filled with about 3 options of several things, most crossed out but still visible enough on the list to remain an option for purchase. Thankfully, our family had planned on going to see a movie at a time that didn't enable to actually purchase anything right then, so we both got a break to breathe, focus our attention on something else, and then go back...decisions made...with a purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we did: We utilized the shortcuts of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;labyrinth&lt;/span&gt; that is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;, stared longingly at the Cafeteria as we passed it, made a few decorating decisions in "The Marketplace", picked up our end tables from the warehouse, and paid a lot less money at the register than we predicted. Overall, it was very successful, and we left Ikea with only minor mental and emotional wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;End tables and lamps put together, decorations hung. yesssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;now we just have to go back w/ a truck to go get the dresser and bed frame we've picked out... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, if you've made it this far down the blog, i'm impressed. Hopefully posts in the future will have much more substance than this, but nevertheless, i have officially blogged for the first time in 9 months. Ashley, be proud :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;~Elise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful. 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