<?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-8644802006433335197</id><updated>2012-01-06T13:33:01.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Life</title><subtitle type='html'>just my random thoughts on what is happening around me....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644802006433335197.post-7812601407116079972</id><published>2012-01-06T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:31:24.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>So I have been hesitant to determine a goal for the new year ... no resolutions for me, becuase I always fail and then feel horrible for failing.&amp;nbsp; I would love to loose some weight, eat healthier, exercise, read my Bible daily, scrapbook daily, take more photos, spend more time with friends, Stay&amp;nbsp;on top of our home finances better, keep a clean house&amp;nbsp;.... I could keep on going, but all I am pointing out are the failures or faults that I have.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Today I read of someone who is claiming finding &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2012/01/when-what-you-need-is-an-epiphany/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HolyExperience+%28Holy+Experience%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;JOY&lt;/a&gt; everyday as her resolution.&amp;nbsp; I also read of someone who claimed that thier year would look &lt;a href="http://www.incourage.me/2012/01/2012-a-sea-of-treasures.html"&gt;drastically different&lt;/a&gt; at the end than at the beginning (It did, but not in the expected ways ... be careful what you wish for).&amp;nbsp; So, what about me?&amp;nbsp; What is happening in 2012 that I need to develop and work on?&lt;br /&gt;I have made the committment to return to school.&amp;nbsp; I am working on my Masters through an online program.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE school and learning.&amp;nbsp; Reading and applying to my life have become an almost addiction to me.&amp;nbsp; I think it has bettered me as most of it has been related to my faith growth.&amp;nbsp; But now I am heading in a direction where I will be graded on my applications!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This is my resolution for 2012.&amp;nbsp; To live as fully and healthily as I can that day.&amp;nbsp; Mentally, Physically, Emotionally, Socially, Vocationally, Spiritually, Environmentally ... be the best person that I could THAT DAY ... if I go to bed at the end of the day and I am not happy with that day ... then I will start over the next day.&amp;nbsp; Did I struggle socially that day?&amp;nbsp; then I'll work a bit harder on it the next day.&amp;nbsp; Did I have an emotional break down and yell at the kids?&amp;nbsp; Start over the next day, appologize, repair damage, and move on.&lt;br /&gt;I can do it.&amp;nbsp; I can be the person God has designed me to be.&amp;nbsp; I will do it.&amp;nbsp; I will be the person God has designed me to be.&lt;br /&gt;My new mantra!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644802006433335197-7812601407116079972?l=ncbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7812601407116079972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/7812601407116079972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/7812601407116079972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644802006433335197.post-7755391606507528674</id><published>2012-01-03T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:39:24.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curveballs</title><content type='html'>I got to thinking the other day about all the changes that have occured in 2011.&amp;nbsp; I started off the year extremely unsure of what direction I was headed.&amp;nbsp; I ended up starting Pampered Chef, quitting my job as Director of Learning Ministry ... as it was being yanked out from under me, started teaching 2 year olds, and now it is Jan 3, 2011 and my 1st day in my Masters program to start me on a journey to be a preschool director.&amp;nbsp; ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;I went from unsurity to stable ground to stand on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;What's the difference?&amp;nbsp; God!&lt;br /&gt;I have once again learned the hard way to keep my faith and focus on Him.&amp;nbsp; He will lead me on the path he has designed for me.&amp;nbsp; There will be bumps and bruises.&amp;nbsp; I stay focused on the goal and all is well.&amp;nbsp; God will call me.&amp;nbsp; The body of Christ will call me.&amp;nbsp; I just need to open my ears ....&amp;nbsp; listen ..... follow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644802006433335197-7755391606507528674?l=ncbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7755391606507528674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2012/01/curveballs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/7755391606507528674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/7755391606507528674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2012/01/curveballs.html' title='Curveballs'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644802006433335197.post-4192908495729167804</id><published>2011-09-19T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:05:28.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>So many changes happening in life right now.&amp;nbsp; The biggest is that now I am teaching 2 year olds.&amp;nbsp; ahhh.&amp;nbsp; I have the training ... I have 3 children head through this stage of their life ... Why am I pulling my hair out?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day brings a new set of challenges and Monday is no exception.&amp;nbsp; This is the start of our 2nd full week of school.&amp;nbsp; Not at one moment throughout the day were we able to maintain any control over the kids.&amp;nbsp; They are all so sweet and we love each one dearly, but in a group ... they stop listening... even face to face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried games, songs, redirection, time out (for a few misdemeanors) moving to outside, NOTHING WORKED!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to find my bed and get ready for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644802006433335197-4192908495729167804?l=ncbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4192908495729167804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/4192908495729167804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/4192908495729167804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644802006433335197.post-7179016350171895286</id><published>2011-05-25T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T06:43:07.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening</title><content type='html'>I'm quiet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Listening for God.&lt;br /&gt;He comes in a whisper, but it is oh so quiet of a whisper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;How hard that is when there is children ... husband ... work ... sports ... reading ... dishes ... volunteering ... &lt;br /&gt;Is it in all this I can listen?&lt;br /&gt;I need to open my eyes and ears to God's whispering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* reading a book with my daughter, laying in bed with her and helping her sound out words in her children's Bible.&lt;br /&gt;* tossing a ball with my son in the backyard, attempting to throw and catch as well as he can.&lt;br /&gt;* helping her get the shoes on the right feet, in clothes that are presentable, and keeping that smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;* vacuuming the floor so he is content when he comes home.&lt;br /&gt;* painting a house for a family who so deserves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to you in the quiet and the noise of life, looking for all of your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for your answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644802006433335197-7179016350171895286?l=ncbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7179016350171895286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/05/listening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/7179016350171895286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/7179016350171895286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/05/listening.html' title='Listening'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644802006433335197.post-6664600724405901967</id><published>2011-05-18T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:52:48.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>One Thousand Gifts and counting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A quiet home with children in bed&lt;br /&gt;2. Time for thoughts&lt;br /&gt;3. Shelter to keep me safe and dry&lt;br /&gt;4. Sisters who love, care, &amp;amp; share&lt;br /&gt;5. Husband who shoos me to retreat&lt;br /&gt;6. Solitude&lt;br /&gt;7. Friends who love me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;8. Time to be and not do&lt;br /&gt;9. Silence&lt;br /&gt;10. Listening to God&lt;br /&gt;11. Raspberry Lemon Drop Martinis&lt;br /&gt;12. Knowing I don't have to cook dinner&lt;br /&gt;13. Space in unhurriness&lt;br /&gt;14. Water play&lt;br /&gt;15. Getting into earth and planting&lt;br /&gt;16. Time with a brother&lt;br /&gt;17. Having focus&lt;br /&gt;18. Sunny baseball games&lt;br /&gt;19. Intelligent conversations with my son.&lt;br /&gt;20. Knowing there is a time to go to bed and tomorrow is a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ann Voscamp&amp;nbsp; "One Thousand Gifts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To focus on the thanksgiving and not the lack.&amp;nbsp; To focus on the goal and not the want.&amp;nbsp; To focus on the important and not the urgent.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is to find contentment and peace.&amp;nbsp; What a struggle that is each and every day for me!&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; I should wake up in the morning with my first thoughts of praise and thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; Instead it is -- Do I really need to get out of bed?&amp;nbsp; Can't I sleep just one more minute ... hour?&amp;nbsp; Why is it morning already?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is this a soul matter or a health matter or are they the same?&amp;nbsp; I guess everyday I just keep trying and not giving up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Until that moment when it happens and I'm not even being intentional, it has just become a part of who I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for all that you give me, help me to appreciate those moments and strive to seek you more in everything.&amp;nbsp; Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644802006433335197-6664600724405901967?l=ncbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6664600724405901967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/05/thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/6664600724405901967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/6664600724405901967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/05/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644802006433335197.post-8725596887018076372</id><published>2011-05-17T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:18:23.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>I've been reading a blog recently and it is amazing the thoughts that go through my head when I am reading.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a well spoken person - or at least I don't think so - but I do need to find a way to get my thoughts out.&amp;nbsp; Journaling on paper has never worked for me, probably because there is no accountability.&amp;nbsp; Not sure that a blog will offer the accountability either.&amp;nbsp; One thing that I have learned about myself is the importance of not bottling myself up and not sharing myself with others.&amp;nbsp; By sharing my story, I am often able to help others share theirs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who am I?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... Child of God ... Wife ... Mother ... Daughter ... Sister ... Friend ... Volunteer ... Caretaker ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... I work in the church ... I work with Pampered Chef ... I am CFO for my family ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... Chef and Nutritionist for my family ... Trying to keep up with my husband's technology fits ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could keep going -- couldn't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I keep thinking about all these roles.&amp;nbsp; I have been caring for a sick 2 year old (who doesn't think she's sick...)&amp;nbsp; Do you know how infuriating that can be?&amp;nbsp; No, you can't play outside.&amp;nbsp; No, you really do need to take this medicine.&amp;nbsp; No, we can't go shopping.&amp;nbsp; No, I can't share this drink with you.&amp;nbsp; But then there are the Yes's... Yes, we can cuddle and read a book.&amp;nbsp; Yes, we can sit together under this blanket. Yes, we can look at your baby pictures.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I can share my love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some days this doesn't seem enough.&amp;nbsp; But when I take a step back and contemplate what is really important.&amp;nbsp; This is more than enough.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644802006433335197-8725596887018076372?l=ncbutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8725596887018076372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/05/something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/8725596887018076372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644802006433335197/posts/default/8725596887018076372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ncbutterfly.blogspot.com/2011/05/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Amy Phillips</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107358531476549667889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A-EVwYhLK5Q/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bpq-avlQWnk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
